Mid-Winter Work

Image: Mine; Ice storm “castings” in the garden (from a few years ago)

I am pleased to be writing from other side, more or less, of the health “challenge” I alluded to in a post last year.  I am back on my feet and have begun to reengage with my studio practice, which is already pulling me in various directions.  Some things I now know for sure: I am more in love than ever with this Work in its myriad facets.  I am more relaxed than ever about it, too.  Fear was at the root of so much of what I did before; fearlessness has moved in to take its place.

There’s nothing like a major illness (or other significant life change) to shake loose habitual patterns and force a reexamination of one’s motivations.  In that spirit, I am compelled to dive back down into my creative soul and explore my roots – teasing out the fundamental tendrils, breaking up the dense, knotty scar tissue blocking the flow, and loosening the soil a bit to unlock the deep nutrients .  (Nothing like a good botanical metaphor.)  I want to expand the on-going conversation I have with myself about what inspires, enhances flow.  I also want to understand more fully what expires, inhibits flow by taking a look at the influence of preparation and planning on finished product.  That is, look at, not for the first time but in a specific way, the tension that exists between process and product.  For example, is it really possible to fully let go of the planning, the pre-visualizing, and the expectations and just make art?  What does that look and feel like?  To what extent am I doing that already?  How much does it matter?  What is the nature of the resultant work?  Etc.  These are just a few of the ideas I want to investigate this year – both in this blog and through the work itself.

I thank you for following/reading.  This is not the first time I have relayed my struggles the blogging process – I love writing but I am hopelessly inconsistent.  Yet, something within values it and will not let it go… so I continue.  Maybe this year I will actually post more frequently and with regularity – stranger things have happened!




2 thoughts on “Mid-Winter Work

  1. spolle@frontier.com says:

    So glad to have greeted my day with this lovely piece of you via your writing and thus seeing how you are feeling now in your place in the world. Thanks for sending.I am up only because I hoped to see the blood moon and eclipse but was cloudy here. If I had been smart I would have joined the many people who headed to the planetarium but it didn’t even occur to me until I saw a lot of cars at 6:30 a.m…..and realized after catching the paper deliverer that that was where smart folks went. First time in 150 years and I missed it. I got up at 4:30 and will now probably head back to bed although it will be unlikely I can fall asleep.

    From: Kathy Colt/Works in Cloth & Fiber To: spolle@frontier.com Sent: Wednesday, January 31, 2018 5:43 AM Subject: [New post] Mid-Winter Work #yiv0020199257 a:hover {color:red;}#yiv0020199257 a {text-decoration:none;color:#0088cc;}#yiv0020199257 a.yiv0020199257primaryactionlink:link, #yiv0020199257 a.yiv0020199257primaryactionlink:visited {background-color:#2585B2;color:#fff;}#yiv0020199257 a.yiv0020199257primaryactionlink:hover, #yiv0020199257 a.yiv0020199257primaryactionlink:active {background-color:#11729E;color:#fff;}#yiv0020199257 WordPress.com | Kathy Colt posted: “Image: Mine; Ice storm “castings” in the garden (from a few years ago)I am pleased to be writing from other side, more or less, of the health “challenge” I alluded to in a post last year.  I am back on my feet and have begun to reengage with my studio” | |

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