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Musing on Inspiration

 

“I love you, Lucien, but I am a muse, you are an artist, I am not here to make you comfortable.”
― Christopher Moore

 

In Greek Mythology, the muses were the daughters of Zeus and the titan Mnemosyne(Memory). They governed over various arts and were said to inspire artists to create. They were alluring and graceful and many an artist tried to woo the muses when they undertook a new endeavour. From a kaballistic standpoint, Zeus would be Chesed (expansion into form). In other words, art’s inspiration comes from the expansion of memory into form. This would include but not be exclusive to the artist’s personal memory. It would also include to my mind both the archetypal memories that live in our collective unconscious and atavistic memories that are buried even deeper thus giving us a bottomless well of inspiration would that we could tap into it.
How can we call on the muses? How can we find the inspiration we need to create? Here is an exercise that you may find useful. Imagine if you will swimming below the surface in a clear beautiful river. You sense that you are not alone in your swim that there are other forms swimming around you. You come out of the water into a beautiful clear moonlit night. As you leave the water you sense that you are not alone. There is a woman there, attractive and somewhat shy. Ask her her name and what she may have for you in the way of ideas and inspiration. Listen to what she has to tell you.
Understand tho that many of the memories that lie below the surface may not be pleasant comforting ones. Then again, we seldom create from comfort. Usually we write or draw or create based on themes and ideas that we are trying to work out within ourselves. Quite often the work of creating art is the purest form of shadow work and in interacting with our creation, we gain awareness of parts of ourselves we would otherwise be unaware of.
Blessings, G

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Finding a New LabyrinthFinding a New Labyrinth by G A Rosenberg

 

Rainbow PropagationRainbow Propagation by G A Rosenberg

 

Hunting the Spark

 

“You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.”
― Jack London

 

Be very very quiet. I am hunting inspiration. I listen to friends speak and sometimes in the odd moment they say something that sets thoughts cascading and I write or draw or find insight into something that’s been puzzling me for years.Occasionally I find inspiration in the words to songs that I had forgotten or in a melody that reaches inside of me and pulls on a thread that I have long let lie. I often become inspired by dreams or by meditation, the quiet moments walking the dog or doing laundry where the mind finds the exact answer it has been looking for. Still sometimes none of those things work and I call on my muse only to hear no reply. Her messages have been forwarded and her mailbox is full. In those times, I need to actively seek it myself and go hunting for the words and images I momentarily lack.
Blessings, G

 

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Gateway OpeningGateway Opening by G A Rosenberg

 

Colour Study 23Colour Study #23 by G A Rosenberg

 

Giving the Muse Her Due

“Cheat your landlord if you can and must, but do not try to shortchange the Muse. It cannot be done. You can’t fake quality any more than you can fake a good meal.”
― William S. Burroughs

I was tempted to run a poem of mine seen here a few years back called “Seducing the Muse”. It would have been relevant and it would have fit the quote but there would have been an irony in it. My commitment to my writing is at least 100 words a night be they doggerel or stream of consciousness, poetry, mini essays or what not. In this, I hope not only to increase my contact with those of you who come to read and look at the pictures but it is one of the ways I seek to keep my muse involved with me. That and constantly creating more art, honing my skills and acquiring new ones. Expressing either concepts or whims or sometimes like the tarot project, I seek to do more. After all pretty abstract designs while fun and well liked often seem like popcorn, tasty yet unwilling. It’s much more of a challenge pulling an image together from start to finish and doing my all to represent it.
Some nights I can tell when the muse is happy with me. The images and concepts flow and there is a rapport between me and the expression. Other times I stare at the screen and start to play until an image appears. Then it is up to me to convey the image to other eyes in the best way possible. So that even if she left the party for awhile, the muse will return. So far it seems to be working plus she is very forgiving.
Blessings, G

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He witnesses Her TransformationHe Witnesses Her Transformation (Gäap ) by G A Rosenberg
Rising EyeRising Eye by G A Rosenberg

Working For the Muse to Come

 

“Inspiration does exist but it must find you working.”
— Pablo Picasso

 

A few years ago I made a contract with myself. Every day I would create either art writing or both. Every night I would blog. I knew then and time has shown that by doing this not every piece I do will be my best but some will be. Not every word I write will inspire but there will be some that do. However if I only create when I am sure the piece will be great I would perhaps make one picture a week. If I wait for a great concept to write about this blog would probably be much emptier. Instead nightly with electronic brush in hand and with poet’s heart I seduce my muse. I woo her with honey and with silk and I flow out onto the screen. Sometimes I create only pretty patterns or colour splashes. Other times the magic comes but I am open to it all. At least for me Inspiration flows best when the channel is open. Besides the time that I spend in the zone creating is the best part of any day.
Blessings, G

 

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Burgeoning AwarenessBurgeoning Awareness by G A Rosenberg

 

A Simple DinnerA Simple Dinner by G A Rosenberg

Clubbing with Inspiration

“You can’t wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.”
― Jack London

 

Am I to be a caveman artist
clubbing my muse unconscious at my feet
so I may have my way with her
dragging her off to my lair
to paint the stories on my wall?
No I will seek her in the woods
and by the water
in the moonlight
I will give her perfume
and sing the songs that she loved
I will compliment her beauty
and she will call my name
as she hands me her scroll.
We’ll dance and sleep
with sweet caress and kiss…
I will wake inspired
and create anew…
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

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Fractal SpaceFractal Space by G A Rosenberg

 

Heartfire2Heartfire by G A Rosenberg

Quote of the Day – April 11 2012

“O Maker of Mysteries
Who makes every stranger a friend,
Who has given the rose to the thorn
as a robe of honour,
shift our dust again!
Make our nothing something”
— Rumi

This prayer I feel well and perhaps often, perhaps tonight more often than most. Sometimes inspiration becomes quiet. I spread my net and sing to my muse only to hear nothing back but the faint echo of my song. A friend of mine used to tell me at those times that I had a holding pattern happening and that the plane would land when it was time but until then to enjoy the circling lights. Very well then tonight I will contemplate the thorn on the rose and the friendliness of strangers.
When I was a teenager I used to have a problem with the concept of giving roses (or any flower for that matter) as gifts. “Why would you give someone a present that would die in a few days?”, I use to say with the worldly (or so I thought) disdain of an adolescent. It took me years and the loss of a few amazing people to realize that there is admirable beauty in the transitory and some things are beautiful because they do not last.
Blessings, G

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Blue Reflections by G A Rosenberg

Quote of the Day – September 23 2011

“O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.”
–William Shakespeare

Patterns shifting
mind exploding
colours lifting
soul takes flight

time expanding
i contracting
flame burning with
purple light

spirit traveling
love emerging
shift hapenning
feels alright =)
— G A Rosenberg

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Fire  Rock Mandala by G A Rosenberg