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Guerilla Art and First GIVEAWAY!!!!
Tuesday, June 17, 2008 at 10:30AM 
So thanks for waiting so patiently!!! The first monthly giveaway piece is ready to go!!! So here is how and why I am doing this giveaway of art (in this case A SIGNED PHOTOGRAPHIC PRINT of a collage art piece that I made for Illustration Friday prompt; Forgotten. The collage you see above entitled 'Rainbirds'.)
Guerilla Art Kit by Keri SmithI'm a big proponent of Guerilla Art (you may have seen the book in my suggested book list). In the way we often think of small random acts of kindness making the world a better place - with Guerilla art Keri Smith shares her vision of small random acts of ART making the world a better place. Often the art is 'anonymous' (which is a beautiful way to do something selflessly) for example: you're scanning a book or magazine in the bookstore and out between the pages falls a drawing left there purposely for you to find, keep or pass on...and you know not by who, such is the nature of Guerilla art.
I think those of us in the blogosphere can adopt this idea even if not anonymous, and I have already seen creative bloggers out there begin to do 'Giveaways' where the payment is not monetary, nor even an object of equal value, but instead the payment is made in an exchange of connection. Such was the case with my wonderful blogger friend BEATRIZ, a fellow artist living in Italy - her blog http://suitcase-contents.blogspot.com/, is listed under my favorite bloggers list and has already completed her first giveaway!!!
So here is how it is going to work. I will pick the receiver/winner of the photographic print on the Fourth of July through those who have left a comment!!! It will be my way of celebrating independence and I will choose the receiver/winner by reading through all the comments left for the print and seeing who left a comment that truly touched the answer to my comment question. So here is your comment question:
In this collage I use the parasol as a symbol of bidding fairwell...though goodbye's can be somber and difficult aspects of our lives - they can also be releasing and un-inhibiting, as well as a form of independence. This is why I entitled the piece Rainbirds...the rain has set her free - flight - birds...so what is your Freedom-Through-Goodbye story??
Leave me a comment and I will choose from among you - but if it becomes too difficult to choose I will use a random number generator to help me choose. You have from now to the fourth of July (which is over two weeks) to comment - please be sure to leave your email address with your comment so that I can contact you! I will announce the winner and their blog on the fourth of July post.
http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/
Reader Comments (13)
what an amazing idea!!! i was only this past year introduced to the art of guerrilla poetry,, and to carry it over into actual art pieces is a thrilling move... i have to wonder why no one ever thought about these little things that could really make the world such a brighter place before now... i am thinking that a movement is in order!!!!
and bravo on the give away,, what a lovely piece to begin with...
really cool, i want to try this. i hope you're summer is going well.
my freedom through goodbye story is tough because i am young and don't have many experiences. i wrote a small story but it's just not as freeing as i'm sure many other people's stories are.... also... your fellow bloggers should comment on this one.
i have lots of new photos! please check them out if you have a moment.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/26687004@N02/
Finding my grandmother who had passed during my youth...I found her in the form of a wonderfully kind and crafty Navajo woman in Chinle, Arizona, who took me in, fed me body, heart and soul....it was only when a tourist asked is she my grandmother and before I could respond she said, 'I'm everyone's grandmother sweeping her arm gently to encompass both the children playing nearby and myself. At that moment there was a new clarity, independence and sense of purpose knowing my grandmother was with me as I continued my journey.
I think for me it is a more freedom-through-letting go. I let go of my expectations of myself, they were sky high and almost unreachable. I let go of the need to be perfect, to be great at everything and instead found joy in trying and just doing, whether it be putting paint on a canvas or words on a page. I smile more now, and at night I feel great wings unfurl from my back and carry me through the night and that, I believe, is true freedom.
Your art is beautiful, by the way. :)
so the biggest goodbye of my life is happening right now: college. Obviously this is a beginning but its also an end. a goodbye to all my childhood friends, to school, to everything i once called home. while i'm not completely on my own, going to college is the closest to true independence i will have for at least another 4 years. More than just the obvious freedom of being away from my parents though, is being away from my twin. Ryan and I rely on each other a lot, so as we each go off on our own, for the first time in 18 years, it is the essence of both a sad goodbye, but also new life free of responsibility for the other, replaced with full responsibility for myself.
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I think your ideas of guerilla art are wonderful. My own art creations tend toward two extremes: the ambitious larger ones that require special equipment, such as stained glass or those that require a kiln; or the relatively small projects that depend upon the materials at hand. The latter could be anything from egg shells to modeling clay, not to mention plain doodling. My hands want to keep busy, and, if nothing else is available (say, at a meeting or recital), I will wad Kleenex and sculpt it without much thought but with a lifetime of experience behind me. I also love to work directly on the computer, or back and forth between drawing and computer manipulation via scanner and printer. And I make lovely personalized greeting cards (definitely on the small side!).
I love your artwork. The rain birds collage is absolutely lovely.
It is a remarkable innitiative. Tell me, should the winner also have a giveaway in their blog? I'll be considering it, even if I don't win, it sounds extremely worth it.
I think the best rainbird I can imagine is getting rid of the parts of us that no longer seem to fit, the parts of us that drag us down, make us feel inadequate and stuck in the past. If we could shed them like old skin, it would be very liberating and would open new doors in our lives.
Thanks for reminding me about this book... I've been slacking...
Hi ms diaz!!!!!!!!!
One thing that has held me back has been my fear of heights (or more specifically falling from heights). As a climber, this fear has held me back a lot at times, and has kept me from performing at my best. Although I don't think I'll ever be able to fully say goodbye to this fear, I find myself distancing myself from it as much as possible. The more that I can distance myself from my fear, the stronger I become.
(the poem one art by elizabeth bishop reminds me a lot of this topic! here's a link to it-- http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15212)
Turning 40 has given me a new perspective on my life. I now KNOW who I am, what I want, and where I want to go. Not that I did not know these things before, but now, there is this assertiveness to "ME"
I am. I am. I am.
I am comfortable in my own skin, I do not want to please anyone else but me. Call it the selfish period, but it was about time to rediscover me.
When my daughter, Megan, decided to get married over the summer following her freshman year of college, I thought my heart would break. I didn't want her to make a choice she might regret, but more than that, I didn't want to lose her. Since then, Megan has gone through many other big changes and, with each, it's been a struggle not to dig in my heals and resist. With every ending, my heart focuses for a little while on the way of life I'm losing and those are stormy, painful days.
Eventually... I remember to take a deep breath, the clouds clear, the pain settles, and I begin to notice the little ways our relationship is growing and changing. I've finally begun to realize that each of these little endings seems to pave the way for something new and better to grow - not just in our relationship with each other, but also for each of us individually.
I was raised by my grandfather who was controlling, loving, commanding,loud, protective. He died a couple of years ago of Alzheimer related causes. Tending to the giant, Zues-like entity as if he were a child was both painful and healing. I had always relied on him to make everything thing okay. his illness and eventual death eased me into my independence and responsibility for my own life.
Your art work continues to inspire, as it always did. The rainbirds piece is particularly moving, as sometimes I forget the power of art to tell stories. In terms of gaining independence and releasing personal energies, I experienced mine a few years ago when illness prevailed and I was provided only an hour to live. And through calmness and internal peace, I was reborn. Perhaps art, both physical and spiritual, tells our stories best. Hope you are doing well!