Day 69 Thurs
Sept 19 Zoe’s Morning Pages
MODERN ART
Oh
boy is my head turned around or what! Mischa was tryin to give me a quick tour
d’arte the other day and I am still tryin to get my eyeballs back into position
on accounta they rolled so far back into my head. She said her contact lenses
do that all the time, but never her eyeballs which she is happy about cause she
dont think she could get em to come back down like I do. Really I’m not sure I’m gonna be all
that successful at it either, and that’s makin me nervous. She said I was
startin to look like a work of modern art myself! In fact she bought me a
little t-shirt that looks like a motherwell. “Motherwell?” I asked her. “Yes
dear” she said like I was a child or something, I minded that a little..., “he
was one of the 20th century abstract expressionists, in fact he sort
of started the whole movement!”
“O!”
I said, like I got what she was sayin, which I didn’t.
Then
she told me how that automatic drawin style he used was an effort to dig into
the unconscious mind, scramblin around in there tryin to discover whatever it
is that’s lurkin under yer surface. To this I replied “O!”
Then
I asked her “is this what ole rosie’s doin with them doodles she takes to
tasmania?” Mischa said yes indeed
it was, and ole rosie was makin some dang good progress diggin around in there
too!
So
now my world got expanded a bit with that discussion. In addition to writin
down whatever’s floatin around in my head, I can make random marks on paper and
learn about myself without even thinkin about it first! Hmmmm?
Well
Mischa’s been doin all the drawin around here, so she must have like a ph.d. in
self reflection at this point.
I
asked her about it, but she said, she’s just barely scratched the surface. She
said we’s deep. I believe it too
cause
when I start askin myself questions, I find them answers can go on and on. Like yesterday I says, ‘Zoe, what is it
that makes you want to jump right up in the morning with all that joy in your
heart?’ And when I started answerin I could hardly stop myself, there are
reasons inside a reasons for that feelin. #1. when I wake up and realize I’m
alive; #2 my person is laying just a few feet away; #3 my person looks down on
me with a big smile on her face; #4 breakfast is imminent; #5 love is in the
air, somewhere, and I got the nose for it; #6 I make Mischa’s heart open up and
she does the same for me.
But
gettin back to modern art. I think it’s something that more people might take
an interest in if they knew it was a straight line into their psyches! Hey who
don’t want to know their psyches better? Mine’s got some twists and turns I
sure would like to shed light on.
Mischa
says all the arts is a means a transportation into your soul! I said to her “Well and if that
ain’t deep missy what is, huh?” “Hand me a pencil will ya, I got some feelins
in need of comin into form.”
I
started make some doodles then I asked her, “if the drawins look like
hamburgers does that mean I am or am not on the right track here?”
“Zoe!”
she said. I ain’t sure what she meant by that. But I took my motherwell
t-shirt, my new pencil and headed for the barkerlounger to do some diggin.
Jusqu'à ce que nous nous revoyions, as they say in
France....until we meet again.
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