Sunday, January 12, 2020

Collage Prompt

These collage prompts of Acey's, my ideas for them and the postings of others 
have sure brought up so many thoughts and memories!
I've really enjoyed that aspect.

For instance I've been thinking of some of the oldest trees
after making a tree of my own.

And I've been thinking about this old phrase I said years ago
when told to make a creative scrapbook page about myself for a workplace.
"assigned creativity" 

A Phrase of Life
She moves with guarded honesty,
     through the choreographed chaos.
Embracing and ignoring shredded regrets.
Freedom absorbed seriously,
       like a claustrophobic bear.
Wickedly resisting pre-packaged values
     and assigned creativity.
Then, the moon pulls her home,
          into vertical dreams
Until the jasmine blooms.
 Nancy A. Erisman
December  16, 2005

The value of words has come up as others have placed words in their collage work.
Then I found this old draft below from 2011.


There are some words
            a lot
They roll off our tongues
         like chocolate in drool
we say them or write them so often

that we forget why we loved them in the  first place
     Still other words make us tingle and giggle as they dance on our eardrums, each and every time we use them.
Words like  -  serendipity...

                                                               and Rancho Cucamonga

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Words spoken hold even a different value. 
The audio component adds another whole dimension.
I love words!

The ideas of the collage are inspiring, 
yet still I have been motionless.
I've been hiding out of sorts.

The Old Poets of China
By Mary Oliver

Wherever I am, the world comes after me.
It offers me its busyness. It does not believe 
that I do not want it. Now I understand 
why the old poets of China went so far and high 
into the mountains, then crept into the pale mist.


Always keep a place to which you can retreat
~Chinese Proverb


How big can your world be?
~Jude Hill 10/16/2012


 All of these popped into view while I was looking for something else.
I thought that fitting.
I am finally doing this post on the "divide the page" prompt.
I had pulled out the materials for it.
Thought it.
And finally did it. 

"Prompt #5:  Divide a page in half on the diagonal.
Select two images that feel like the beginning of a conversation.
Add a few more pieces to each side of the dialogue."

These two images and the California map are what came to mind
when I read this prompt.
You could call this one finding True North.
North is my Morro Bay and Big Sur.
North is an old friend.
North is where my heart is.
South is where I am. The cube being the box of a daily life.
I've had that cube image for years and years,
as something always appealed to me about it.
I thought it would be amazing made of a variety of gorgeous woods.
I wanted to figure out how to make one of cloth (never did).
But here it is now, representing living in the box.
The diagonal was shaded in with pencil to represent
the cement I feel stuck in.
Then I added the crudely created burlap feet for the journey and
more flowers and greenery to represent growth and happiness.
I had to mess around with the map a bit, as it was too big for the page.
But. then I came up with the idea of the divide being a chunk of the state taken away,
for this page is really about the...
here and there
now and later
reality and dream

" parts of things can just run into another part..."
~Jude Hill

In other news:
I finished The Stranger in the Woods.
I highly, highly recommend  this one! I've since loaned it to two people 
and they too, could not put it down! In fact both of them clutched it to their chest while telling me how much they liked it!
When I get it back, it will be off in the mail to a friend, 
but if anyone would like a turn after that, let me know.
I will add that also, it has two hand drawn maps in the beginning. 
I'm such a sucker for maps in books!
It also has that 'run away from it all' theme that speaks to me.
"Make me a bird and let me fly far, far away"
I once gathered a list of those kinds of books that I've read,
I like them that much.

Now I am reading another book bought on the November trip,
I am enjoying this one as well (Not as much as the 'Stranger' book though).
After opening my mind and heart a bit more to the man in the wheelchair,
we've had some good talks. I'm going to loan him Hippie when I am done, but if anyone would like it after that, let me know.

On a recent trip to the local Barnes and Nobel to purchase new baby books,
I noticed this end-cap display.
I was in shock!
I took a peek around to see if their was an I Love T. one too,
but nope, just the Obamas!

Lastly, I finally messed around with that card a bit and made it work.
I almost gave up on it as cutting the gun out made it awkward.
Then I remembered this picture of my grandson from years ago.
It worked! Silly 9 year old off for a birthday row! 
I was going to use some white card stock I'd found to cover 
the patched work on the inside of the card, 
but then I walked past this old creation in my paper tub.
American Sign Language: "I love you"!

May you find and hold onto Love wherever you look, wherever you go.
May you find strength to cross great divides
and pack a good read as you travel!

Photographs by NAE ©2020


grace Forrest~Maestas said...

I have read through twice....will need more
SO much here

Nancy said...

Grace~ I thank you for reading. When I read your comment, I thought it is almost funny that I crave the quiet, when it is my own head that is busy. Ha.

Liz A said...

I love words ( is my go-to for fixes), maps, wry humor and the Obamas ... no wonder I love coming here, too!

grace Forrest~Maestas said...

it's always that way...isn't it?

Nancy said...

Liz~ Ooh, I'll have to check that site out!

Grace~ Yes indeed.

Ms. said...

Reading this at 3a.m just as I was about to get off and go to bed before I eat another it was entertaining and FULL. Blessed You!

Nancy said...

Michelle~ I hope you slept well!

ACey said...

This is a great post, Nancy. Think it's telling that the not-a-robot feature asked me to identify 'trees'.

deemallon said...

There is so so much here! Can’t respond to it all but wanted to say how much I love that poem up top “A Phrase of Life”. Also, not that it matters but jambalaya is also one of my favorite words!

Nancy said...

Dee~ Oh thank you. I get so little feedback on things I've written. And it's good know we share a favorite word!

jeanne hewell-chambers said...

I found you! Thoroughly enjoyed reading this blog post, and look forward to reading my way back through in a time travel sort of way. XO

Nancy said...

Jeanne~ It is great to see you here! I often go backwards theough blogs when trying to catch up!