Once in awhile, schedules be damned, your artist takes a step sideways to make something from unfamiliar clay.
I believe these exercises expand us in unexpected ways.
We, like Poppets, are larger inside than out and, in those vast spaces, connected to one another.
Creative tangents appear suddenly and without warning; explore. Each invitation is unique and urgent and conditional: now or never
This time I jumped in and took Ravyn with me.
I took some footage of Poppet Diving and sent it to Ravyn, who was pulled in visually by the bubbles, and a spontaneous collaborative process began.
We ended up with two little slices of the creative life I write about here--- a closer look.
We had fun collaborating and hope you enjoy the images and music.
You saw Day on the previous blog entry.
Here is Windy Night Poppet Diving and (for dial-up) this version on YouTube.