Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Day Seventy

On this wondrous day, I am busily attempting to forge silver. Its time consuming, frustratingly tiny and delicate, but I am loving it. I am naively hoping to have a bracelet by the end of the day. It is possible. While I am annealing, pickling, forging, annealing, pickling and forging again, I am thinking back on on the fun stuff I have done throughout the years.

So, with no further ado, here's my list of:

Holly's Top Ten Creative Endeavors
10. Writing "Take Me to Jail" on Adam Hawk's forehead with a sharpie at the 2006 ABANA Conference in Seattle, WA.
9. All of the many outfits I have worn to serve as Auctioneer for The Metal Museum's Repair Days Auction.
8. The Smash-A-Torium!
7. Auctioneering.
6. The band Sawhorse and our honky tonk cover of Prince's "Purple Rain".
5. Resurrecting an abandoned and severely neglected house in the Edison neighborhood and living happily in it for over 15 years.
4. The "Mono-Jack-A-Lith".
3. Horses made lovingly from metal.
2. Every single coal forge I have have ever designed and fabricated.
1. SmartShop in its entirety.

1 comment:

AnonymousMarch 17, 2010 at 4:55 PM
The mono-Jack-o-lith still stands proudly in the garden. It is a marvelous piece. I do hope you keep on blogging after you get back to K'zoo. I check it every day and love knowing about your adventures. Sure hope it does not flood in K'zoo this year. Say hi to Jake and MC...and to Wally if you see him. Love, Mama
ReplyDelete
Replies

Add comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Rilke said...

Do continue to believe that with your feeling and your work you are taking part in the greatest; the more strongly you cultivate in yourself this belief, the more will reality and the world go forth from it.

Works of Art are of an infinite loneliness.

Fame is the sum of the misunderstanding that gathers about a new name.

Nothing in the world can one imagine beforehand, not the least thing. Everything is made up of so many unique particulars that cannot be foreseen.

Everyone once, once only. Just once and no more. And we also once. Never again.

Were it possible for us to see further than our knowledge reaches, perhaps we would endure our sadnesses with greater confidence than our joys. For they are moments when something new has entered into us, something unknown.

That is the principal thing: not to remain with the dream, with the intention, with the being in the mood, but always forcibly to convert it into all things.

Flow (psychology)

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Flow is the mental state of operation in which the person is fully immersed in what he or she is doing by a feeling of energized focus, full involvement, and success in the process of the activity. Proposed by Mihály Csíkszentmihályi, the positive psychology concept has been widely referenced across a variety of fields.^[1]

According to Csíkszentmihályi, flow is completely focused motivation. It is a single-minded immersion and represents perhaps the ultimate in harnessing the emotions in the service of performing and learning. In flow the emotions are not just contained and channeled, but positive, energized, and aligned with the task at hand. To be caught in the ennui of depression or the agitation of anxiety is to be barred from flow. The hallmark of flow is a feeling of spontaneous joy, even rapture, while performing a task.^[2]

Colloquial terms for this or similar mental states include: to be on the ball, in the zone, in the groove, or keeping your head in the game.