tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42605156048384033512024-03-14T05:33:55.623-05:00Looking for the LizardKate Van Dykehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06648197968382238898noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260515604838403351.post-92033347042950518512019-11-11T11:33:00.002-06:002019-11-11T11:33:15.037-06:00Pen play<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HfCuZ22w4QQ/XcmbU2NdgFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/QfOWvdHO8200QDbNRW-3lD6v-TgA9jsmwCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/Nov%2B11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HfCuZ22w4QQ/XcmbU2NdgFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/QfOWvdHO8200QDbNRW-3lD6v-TgA9jsmwCLcBGAsYHQ/s320/Nov%2B11.jpg" width="320" height="173" data-original-width="1000" data-original-height="540" /></a></div>Kate Van Dykehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06648197968382238898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260515604838403351.post-24673655030174754242019-11-10T15:40:00.000-06:002019-11-10T15:40:04.224-06:00Inspired by Ethiopia Contemplating the work of <a href="https://wosene.com/about/">Wosene Worke Kosrof</a>.
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Thinking about opposites and boundaries today.
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Cheated a little with Photoshop.Kate Van Dykehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06648197968382238898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260515604838403351.post-54825052492499736642018-10-16T12:22:00.000-05:002018-10-16T12:22:00.572-05:00"Angular."
Excerpt from St. Patrick's Breastplate, in Irish.
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From <i>The Wizard of Earthsea</i> by Ursula K. LeGuin.
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I got behind, so this is Thursday's word.Kate Van Dykehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06648197968382238898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260515604838403351.post-91990165265392143552018-10-10T14:15:00.000-05:002018-10-10T14:15:47.390-05:00"Flowing."
From <i>The Tale of Genji</i> by Murasaki Shikibu
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From <i>Cape Hatteras</i> by Hart Crane.
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An alphabet sentence.
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Excerpt from <i>Eating Poetry</i> by Mark Strand.
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Excuse the typo.Kate Van Dykehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06648197968382238898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260515604838403351.post-11010108400183365612010-04-19T21:43:00.006-05:002010-04-19T21:59:42.421-05:00I am not an artist<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QwRvtiY1b8/S80X7AYNsSI/AAAAAAAAADI/ifk8sfLPfY0/s1600/sylvester1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__QwRvtiY1b8/S80X7AYNsSI/AAAAAAAAADI/ifk8sfLPfY0/s400/sylvester1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462048225551560994" border="0" /></a><br /><o:p style="font-family: georgia;"></o:p> </p><p class="para" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Some days, like today, I am absolutely sure I’m not an artist. </span><o:p style="font-family: georgia;"></o:p> <p class="para" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">On these days I remember how my brother was the artist of the family. At our elementary school, his pictures were taped up on the cafeteria wall for all to admire. Every week at our piano lessons, he played all the homework to perfection; even his scales sounded like music. I never heard him practice a moment, while I dutifully put in my 30 minutes a day, week after week. When my turn came, I played the notes right but they were dead as lead. I was not an artist.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="para" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">On the days I’m not an artist, I search my heart for a passion or even a little tickle that will propel me back to artistry. I find nothing. Just anxiety about the 15-year-old water heater that could break at any moment and flood my wood floors, and the parade of plumbers, each with dire warnings and a pricey estimate. I read my daily Bible assignment and see that Solomon was wealthy and wise and Mary burst into song when she met Elizabeth and Paul is eternally exploding with enthusiastic exhortation. All this creative energy feels like it is only for the righteous, which I’m not.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="para" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">On the days I’m not an artist, all the other days I wasn’t an artist swell up in my memory like Sylvester the cat with a hose in his mouth. I watch fascinated as the Sylvester days fill up the whole TV of my mind and tiny Tweetie stands in the corner watching with self-justified glee. Right now I want to flatten Tweetie, but he’ll just pop up again in the next scene with his stupid lisp and more dirty tricks. Never mind that Sylvester started it, I just want the cartoon to be over! Get me out of this two-dimensional world of sadistic sneakiness.</span><o:p style="font-family: georgia;"></o:p> </p><p class="para" style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I want to feel like an artist again. I want to feel true and clear. I want to love everything and everyone.</span></p>Kate Van Dykehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06648197968382238898noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4260515604838403351.post-81087083659855044232010-03-23T15:56:00.011-05:002010-03-24T23:39:14.858-05:00New motto: Better living through lower standards<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QwRvtiY1b8/S6kxD_IfcvI/AAAAAAAAADA/RGMZ6H6AQEY/s1600-h/famous+men.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__QwRvtiY1b8/S6kxD_IfcvI/AAAAAAAAADA/RGMZ6H6AQEY/s400/famous+men.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451942768465113842" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />I attended another retreat at Laity Lodge recently, this one for pastors of artists. My hope in going was that I would get a sense of what pastors need from someone like me. The daily struggle of writing the book has become like trying to drive a bumper car in a straight line in a rink full of 10-year-old boys on a sugar high. I was starting to despair of knowing how to get where I was going.</span><o:p style="font-family: georgia;"></o:p></span> <p class="para" style="line-height: 16pt;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Most of the retreat attendees were 20- to 30-somethings, and most were not just thinking about starting arts ministries but were already deep into it. Very different from the people attending the<span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"> </span><a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" href="http://www.transformingculture.org/">Transforming Culture symposium</a> two years ago (a 3-day event for artists and pastors) and even from the same Laity Lodge retreat last year, where most were just beginning to imagine bringing the arts into their churches. The pastors this weekend came from a wide variety of churches and arts backgrounds. It was clear that pastors’ interest in the arts is no longer on the bleeding edge.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="para" style="line-height: 16pt;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">It also became clear to me, as I spoke with and listened to the folks I met, that every one of them, with their own particular bent and set of skills and church culture, has created something different in terms of an arts ministry. Of course, I knew this would be true and never set out to write a one-size-fits-all template for arts ministry. But actually hearing firsthand the variety</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-size:100%;">of approaches and concerns, I gradually realized that my stuckness has been due to trying to be all things to all people. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="para" style="line-height: 16pt;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I knew my experience was limited, but my overachieving self believed that I must do more than I actually know how to do. In spite of knowing my limitations, I was in fact believing that God would not be pleased with me unless I exceeded those limits through monumental effort. God would not respect me unless I read everything already written about the arts and the church and then wrote the definitive book on how to create an arts ministry in the midst of this culture at this time. This definitive book would be about the nuts and bolts of presenting visual art in a Protestant church, which one can’t do (I told myself) without understanding the philosophy and theology of aesthetics, Western art history, church history at least since the Reformation, American <a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cultural_studies">cultural studies</a> (look it up), the history of Hope Chapel and HopeArts, the psychology of relationships and of the artistic temperament. And I couldn’t limit myself to visual art when at Hope the performing arts were integral to the ministry. The definitive book must also include true stories to keep readers interested, it can’t be too academic in style or content, and it <i>must</i></span><span style="font-style: normal;font-size:100%;" > be artful, even poetic, to prove the premise that Christians can produce good art. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="para" style="line-height: 16pt;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Wow, did I really believe all that? <o:p></o:p></span></p> <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >So what I am doing now is looking for the focus within the thousands of words I have written over the past couple of years. I am laughing at myself every time I sit down to work, at my arrogance and the mighty power of childhood desires to please well-meaning but critical parents. I am remembering that all I know about is how to hang art in one church, and God is okay, maybe even pleased, with that.</span><!--EndFragment-->Kate Van Dykehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06648197968382238898noreply@blogger.com1