Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Provincetown 45





Show and Tell


This one is about the imaginative process and the writing process. The title is wonderfully ambiguous. It refers to what creative writing teachers always tell their students AND it refers to joyful sharing. This one went together very quickly! Can anyone say "Horror Vaccui?"

Someone recently asked me to explain how doing the collages helps me with my writing. It's a bit of a mysterious process; I'm not sure I understand how it works myself. I have been reading a lot of haiku the last couple of days. And the haiku that I like the best creates a strong visual image. It goes beyond words. The words disappear. I think the collages I do are my way of marrying together pictures and words. It is a halfway house for what I want to do in words. I want my words to disappear when someone reads them. I want my stories to enter deeply into the imagination, into that part of the self which dreams. I like working with the symbols of that world.

Making the collages is also meditative. My brain gets tired when I write for long periods of time. I've been so focused on my writing for the last few weeks that my spirit needs rejeuvanation now. The collages are rejeuvanating. I feel myself going deeply into my inner thoughts as I work on them. It's calming and thrilling at the same time.


1 comment:

redsneakz said...

It's wondrous to me how your novel, short story, encounters with haiku, and real life are coming out in this new (to me) visual medium, and I wonder how it's going to feed back into your writing. I can't wait to find out.

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