Conjextures

Regenerate

2010-11-18T21:35:00.001-08:00

Head rush

tail spin

cycling out of control

hold breath

tighten grip

see straight

raise head

inside

melt down

caving mountain

lava streams

outside

be calm

stay quit witted

clever

and sharpen edges

don't miss the details

shoot straight

cut clean

eventually

die inside

winter comes

frost sets

and earth hardens

one day

sun sets

colors stream

light hits horizon

to tuck away

for a quiet night's sleep

exhale

lay back

feel warmth

pleasure tingles inside again

eyes peel to star's brilliance

skin receives pain and caress

and releases in the next breath

deeply expecting

a rising globe of fire

clean slate

progressing frame of time

birthing hopes in secret

wings with higher clout

popping flowers whisper of

earth's pending promise

Re-generate

Relationship

2010-10-05T16:04:00.000-07:00

As my head was resting on my pillow the other night and I was trying to go to sleep, my brain couldn't help but think about the concept of relationship. Relationship is found when things are "related" to one another in some way or can "relate" to one another. I thought about the original relationship in the human race, between God and Adam. "God created man in His own image in the image of God he created him, male and female he created them." (Genesis 1:26)

God is able to have a relationship with man, because there are things that we share in common with him, since we are made in His image. Similarly, there are things that we do not have in common with Him, such as a pronation toward sin and a broken nature. I think it's interesting that the makeup of our relationship with Him both includes matters which we relate on as well as areas of opposition, which requires an extension of grace or compromise to cover the gap spaces. I can't help but draw lines of inference and similarity to natural relationships from this heavenly model.

When two humans have a relationship with one another, it's because they "relate" to one another in some fashion, but there will also be areas of opposition and disconnect. This brokenness possesses the power to sharpen each member involved in the relationship, but it seems to me that this element of brokenness is what brings about pain in relationship. The similarities and established roads for intimacy produce fruit and pleasantry, but our differences and obstacles for knowing each other are the trip wires for frustration and pain.

Why in the world did God decide to set it up like this??? People don't usually dwell on the fact that God feels pain, but realizing that there is pain in all disconnect and in all gap spaces of relationship it's obvious that God partakes a macro-scale of pain continually.

Very connected to this thought is the idea that people often talk about loving without expectation or any assumption of reciprocation. I've interpreted many voices from the modern day church to teach that if we're living and giving from a place of no expectation that we will feel happy and free, while investing into broken people and relationships. On the contrary I think that whether a person has expectations of reciprocation, acceptance or the like, it still hurts when someone rejects such an offering. I feel this way because I think that God's heart hurts every time we reject relationship with Him, His promises, or His gifts of love. I don't think God has unhealthy expectations of reciprocation or a need of acceptance. He knows who He is and has no need of us, but He still feels pain when the gaps are not bridged.

I still don't understand why He designed relationships in our universe in this way or why relationship seems to be the DNA of why and how our universe exists. There seems to be a theme of beauty, pain and restoration though. On a sentimental level, acknowledging that God experiences the same pain that we do in relationships makes me feel better and makes me think that relationships are worth it.

Jehova's love...

2010-10-03T19:04:00.000-07:00

So I had a conversation today with a Jehova's Witness, which sparked an interesting thought inside of my head about why I'm hooked on Christianity. Out of curiosity, I was probing my ex-boyfriend's brother about Witness beliefs. Whenever a Jehova's witness comes to my door the last thing I want to do is stand there and argue for countless hours about our faiths, while something is burning in the kitchen, but when I know a person through other avenues of life and come to find they are a Jehova's Witness, it makes me want to ask the more personal questions about how they became involved, how it affects their life and why they are committed to their religion. I realized after I had wormed my way politely into the conversation the only true question that was burning inside of me to ask was, "Do you get to have a relationship with God and what do you think about the Holy Spirit?"

Driving home I was pondering a phrase I heard uttered out of the mouth of an acquaintance over dinner with my friends. Kim, a thirties something, hippy-esque, single woman was expressing over the beer in her hand, "I'm hooked on Jesus and can't get away from His love, no matter where I go, I can't find anything better. I always come back." In my pensive moment behind my steering wheel, pulling up to my drive way tonight my soul couldn't echo those words more emphatically. It's His LOVE!!!! I can get fed up with rules, religion, brokenness of the world, gaps in relationships, and what God asks of me does not always seem pleasant at first on all occasions, but at the heart of the matter for me, I'm hooked on His intense, dangerous, all consuming love.

At the moment I'm in-between relationships with several men and upon soul searching through my emotional processes with my experiences of the masculine I decided that what I'm looking for in a man is the intensity and acceptance I find with God. In God I have complete freedom, opportunities for thrill seeking, pushing boundaries and exhilaration. I'm completely satisfied in my relationship with God, because as much as I resist, as much as screw up, as extravagantly as I flail or as loud as I scream, He sees through it all and He decides to love me. Not only does He love me, but He sees the true me and calls me out of any of the superfluous bull crap.

I love the Bible and God's precepts, but if my religion rested solely on a set of words or rules and my acceptance was dependent on my behaviors I don't think I would last long. The thing that continually draws me deeper and deeper into a relationship with the God of Christianity is a God who is not scared of mess ups, encourages creativity, and meets me in the darkest, most hurting places of my soul. He's there for me at the beginning of every day as I drive to work, He's there for me in the moments when I lose my cool with my employees, He's there for me when others hurt my soul and He's there for me at the end of my day when I'm exhausted and my deepest desire is to curl up inside of His fiery heart and simply stay for eternity. It's this unshakeable quality of God's love and faithfulness, that reaches through fire and hangs on that makes me a Christian. I don't think anything else could work for me. I gotta love Him back!!!!

Costa Rica Trip Update

2010-09-19T15:11:00.000-07:00

Since I can't be with you in person, (or maybe I am, in which case this is just a bonus ;-) I figured this is the next best thing. It's taken me a while to figure out how to do this and to have the time since I returned since I've been spending most of my waking moments at work.
I just want to say again I sooooooo appreciate everyone who was involved with my trip, whether financially, spiritually, or physically. I am so thankful for you all and wish there was more I could do to convey my gratitude. In my video I really just hit the highlights of my trip, but I've also included some pictures in a slideshow below as well.
Blessings on you all!

poem

2010-04-26T22:20:00.000-07:00

The creative inferno struck her, at the moment of nexus between heaven and hell.

Between the breaking of dawn and the edge of sunset.

She knew.

What was known she could not understand.

But something stirred. Deep in her belly it moved.

Like a rushing wind in her spirit she could vaporize. Soaring with the gales that passed through her soul.

Atoms, particles, bumping into one another. Creation, energy, being.

Riding on the back of atoms, dancing with particles to who knew where.

Molecular.

Vibrating, expanding, glowing, until bursting!

A sound was ringing until she was singing... a song so loud she could not contain.

The noise became so loud her being exploded, into a thousand atoms.

Her life became song, riding on waves of sound, energy carried by the shifting atmosphere. Sound danced like fireflies to who knew where.

Lay to rest, lay to rest gentle soul. Resonate in the waters below. Drink from the cool pool, which lies beneath your feet, at cliff's edge. Breathful tides move in and out and soul finds contentment in water's depth. All sustaining life, suspension between the deep. Here you will be satisfied.

Missions Trip to Poland

2009-06-05T16:53:00.001-07:00

Hello dear friends and family,

I received a wonderful opportunity for the summer to accompany my friends Derek and Amy Chapman to Poland to be a part of one of the largest Christian Arts

Festivals in Europe, the Slot Festival. The dates of the festival are July 4-9. We will be joining the rest of our team, comprised of the Jones family who have been missionaries to Eastern and Western Europe for almost twenty years, Sasha Flek, who has just finished a fifteen year project of translating the bible into the modern Czech language, and our friends Bryce and Sam who run a ministry in the youth club scene of Switzerland. Slot festival is utilized as a time for Christians around the globe and predominantly Europe to gather together, fellowship, worship, teach, and mutually equip each other as the body of Christ. Several members of our team have been asked to speak at the round table, a part of the Slot Festival in which global church leaders will teach and share church building strategies as well as represent what God is doing in their local communities and nations.

Derek has asked me to help him lead an artistic workshop at Slot, utilizing drama, dance, and visual art. The purpose of the workshop is to break down barriers of cultures within the festival, offer a tool of ministry to the broader church and to impact the individuals attending the event.

After the festival ends our

team will be traveling to Prague where we will assist Sasha Flek in the launch of his fifteen year Bible Project, in which he has translated the entire bible into the modern Czech language. It is my strong desire to help serve, develop connections, and be a living light on this trip, offering whatever tools God has equipped me with thus far in my journey.

I've felt my heart tug at the mention of Poland for over a year and a half now.

After encountering parts of Poland's history in my Judaism class at UNCG, praying for the country throughout the year and learning more about its culture through the community I am a part of, my burden for the country and its people has only grown. The youth I met last year in Europe revealed to me the desperate need for the gospel to be alive, present, and in front of them in their culture. Due to the spiritual wounds of Europe's nations, its people have extremely harsh affronts towards Christianity. The only form of religion that the youth of Europe has known in their generation is era of atheism. I know from the individuals I've met personally that these same youth who live in extreme spiritual isolation are also experiencing an intense hunger to know their true God spoken identities and be connected to a higher calling of His kingdom.

My hope is to meet these youth where they are at and join a team who is equipped for sharing the gospel in a language their culture can understand. We also want to hold the hand of the existing church in Eastern Europe and help encourage them as they walk what might seem to be the lonely road of Christianity in their nations. God is truly moving in big ways in Eastern Europe right now. Our friend Sasha's release of the bible in the modern Czech language is a representation of how God is working. It seems that the open avenues for the gospel are through the doors of artistic expression, personal relationship, and through cultural experiences.

I would love you to be a part of what God is doing by praying for Poland, the Czech Republic, and for what God is doing there now. I would also be incredibly grateful if you feel God lay it on your heart to help sponsor my journey as a representative of the gospel from the American church. If you would like to donate to my trip to Poland you can donate through the donate paypal button on my blog or send a check to my mailing address, which is below. Thank you so much for your prayers, love, and support. Be blessed!

Mailing Address:

Jenna White

11702 Aloe Vera Cove

Austin TX 78750

Relevant Links:

Official Site of the Slot Fest- http://www.slot.art.pl/

Alaxendr Sasha Flek Bible Project- http://www.nbk.cz/english/Team

Derek and Amy Chapman's website- http://thebearablelight.com/

Playing Around with Photography

2009-06-04T12:26:00.001-07:00

So I took these photos on the Konica my Dad gave me while I was home in NC last visit. I'm really enjoying figuring out how to use it via trial and error. I had some awesome pictures turn out in the right lighting and then the ones that were maimed or double exposed turned out sorta interesting as well. The top photo was double exposed, but I thought would make a nice painting. The second picture was way underexposed for the lighting, but I kinda liked the old ambience it gave to my subject matter. My third photo is from a collection I created for a line of hair pieces intended to be sold at a local vintage store. (If anyone is interested please check out my etsy shop, dancerofthenations.etsy.com.) Then the fourth photo was one of the first pieces in a collection I'm developing of many historic church buildings in Austin. Experimenting with new mediums is always fun, especially this one! It's so educational and offers cool perspectives! So keep playing in life!

Feathered Headbands

2009-05-25T14:20:00.000-07:00

Visit my etsy shop and help me with my school and missions fund! www.dancerofthenations.etsy.com

Coffee Helps Female Memory!!! (I should be set for life!)

2009-05-25T13:30:00.001-07:00

Considering what a bad rap coffee gets from the health world these days and being the fanatic that I am, this study is fantastic!

A recent study by researchers at the French National Institute of Medical Research finds that coffee protects women from age-related memory loss. The study tracked more than 7,000 men and women living in three French cities. The researchers observed the subjects' physical conditionhealth and mental function and questioned them about their past and present eating habits, friends, and daily activities. The study found that the more coffee drank, the better the effects appeared to be for women's memory function, however men did not receive the same benefit.

According to lead researcher, Karen Ritchie, the information gathered from the study was used to identify the specific impact of caffeine on certain aspects of women's lives. They found that women who drank more than three cups of coffee a day, or caffeine equivalent in tea, were able to retain more of their verbal and, to a lesser extent, visual memories over four years. The female subjects displayed a 33 percent lower risk of having verbal memory declines and 18 percent lower risk of having visual and spatial memory declines, in comparison to women who drank one cup of coffee or less per day. This effect also appeared to be related to age as women over 80 had more benefits from caffeine drinks compared to others 10 to 15 years younger.

Some research done with mice suggests that caffeine might block the accumulation of proteins that lead to mental decline. Dr. Ritchie claims that caffeine is a psychostimulant that reduces cognitive decline in women even after adjusting for factors that could affect memory function such as age, education, disability, depression and medications. So women take note : that one extra cup of coffee a day just might keep your memory from going astray.

WORD

2009-04-23T08:37:00.000-07:00

I've been reading some Henri Nouwen, Thomas Merton, and Nahman Bialik recently. The first two authors I was inspired to pick up due to my friend's birthday party. My friend spoke about the importance of personal identity in Christ and referred to several of these author's works at his party. I was incredibly refreshed and inspired by Henri Nouwen's writings, Beloved, and , Can you Drink this Cup?. It seems that Nouwen's perspective on faith is tempered by down to earth experiences and personal life stories. He tries to de-contextualize faith and view it primarily from a perspective of relationship, with God first and then others. Nouwen's philosophies can be summed up in one word to me, and that is "relationship."

Thomas Merton's compilation, When the Trees Have Nothing to Say, is a stockpile of his journal entries on nature. He had a very close relationship with nature and the entries within this journal reflect his abstract yet focussed way of encountering God through moments when he was surrounded by the earth. His commentaries could also be labelled as aesthetic experiences with nature in my opinion. Those moments when His person found a nexus between what he was beholding in the reflective, natural, within his body, in juxtaposition to what he viewed in the supernatural. Moments when something spiritual poked its head through the holes of reality. Reading Merton is like taking a walk through the park, a very long, deep, and contemplative walk!

Lastly I'm still in the midst of reading Bialik, the Father of Zionism and man who single handedly revived the Hebrew language. I was first captured by Bialik in my University Judaism class, in which I was required to read his poetry. Picking up one of Bialik's poems was like reading the dripping, metaphorical, passages of Isaiah or the Psalms. The only accessible work I could find by him was "The Random Harvest." "The Random Harvest" like Merton's work, is a compilation of short stories and poems Bialik never published, but which someone else found after his death and released to the public. Bialik's personal writings are sandwiched between biographical accounts and a lifelong timeline in this piece. Reading the author's unfinished stories and unreleased poems makes me feel like I have a peek into his living room, or into the inner corridors of his heart and mind. Having this inside perspective on Merton and Bialik is helpful, because it helps me feel like I am surrounded by other like minded mystics. The fact that they each lived in previous centuries is even cooler, because it let's me know that this spiritual strain was not recently developed, but is something that people have tapped into, in similar fashions for decades.

Does the Prov 31 Woman make her own perfume???

2009-02-05T23:41:00.000-08:00

I've recently gotten into making my own body sprays, lotions, etc. That stuff is soooo expensive when you buy it in the stores and come to find out it's super easy to make and you can do a lot better job of it yourself and even make it personalized at home.

BODY SPRAY

Apparently there are several different recipes you can follow depending on the kind of spray that you want to make, but 'essentially' the most basic ingredients include distilled water and whatever scent you want to put in it. Wow! Easy huh? You can get as complicated with your body spray as creating your own herbal extracts or floral tinctures, or as lazy as just adding food flavoring or essential oils.

From most of the reviews I read online from people who have experimented with this creation, essential oils tend to be the most popular route. This is simply due to their variety, availability, natural benefits, and fragrant potency. You can add vodka, rubbing alcohol, witch hazel, or glycerin for varying effects on your spray as part of your base, for reasons of preserving the spray, softening your skin, or reducing sweat.

In my first trial run I just combined a few oz. of distilled water, a couple of oz. of witch hazel, a bit of cooking vanilla, lavender essential oil, and a drop or two of sandalwood. I mixed it all in a used bath and body works spray bottle and just kept adding stuff until it smelled balanced and pleasant to wear.

I plan on having a lot of fun with this newly found alternative to throwing my money down the drain for girly products that enhance my femininity. I think the most beautiful part about this idea, besides saving all of that money, is the fact that you can create scents that are uniquely individual and express your personality, which can be harder to accomplish when you buy these products already made. So have fun!

Cool Commentary from RISD professor

2009-01-29T14:41:00.000-08:00

I don't actually know who this professor is, but I found this short video clip on RISD's website providing information on their liberal arts department. As many people know I'm considering schools to transfer to and due to that stumbled upon this gem.

I think anyone who has ever been a part of a classroom setting can attest to the fact that some teachers are more than just conduits of information. There are those unique gems that you discover, people within the system who relay life in their classrooms and inspire, not just a desire for education, but for living and exploration. These are the kind of professors that make education worthwhile to me. When I find these kind of teachers I really don't care what they teach I just want to learn from them.

From this video you can tell that this professor has that sort of sparkle to him as I just described. I not only liked this video due to the speaker's learning appeal, but especially for the middle section of the video where he describes his passion for film and the complexities and life within that art form. Some friends of mine were recently considering cinematography and what that art form imparts and I think this man pins down an element of cinema that my friends and I have been searching to describe.

I couldn't import the video so I included a link for you to follow :-)

http://www.risd.edu/liberalarts.cfm

Hymns!

2009-01-29T14:27:00.000-08:00

Ancient Irish hymn, possibly from the 8th Century, tr. by Mary E. Byrne

1. Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art.
Thou my best thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.

2. Be Thou my Wisdom, Thou my true Word;
I ever with Thee, Thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father, I thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.

3. Be Thou my battle-shield, sword for my fight,
Be Thou my dignity, Thou my delight.
Thou my soul's shelter, Thou my high tower.
Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.

4. Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise,
Thou mine inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of heaven, my Treasure Thou art.

5. High King of heaven, my victory won,
May I reach heaven's joys, O bright heav'ns Son!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my vision, O ruler of all.

This is probably one of my favorite hymns. I get in the habit of singing while I'm at work washing dishes, which can prove to be quite embarrassing when someone walks in on me and I'm really into it, but it doesn't seem to stop me :-). For some reason the lyrics seem to just stick in my head and express a lot of my heart and I've been wanting to find out all of the stanzas so that I can sing it in its entirety to my dishes.

The first verse seems to exude Psalm 139 describing the closeness of the Lord. It almost comes across in this song as a love sickness, just wanting Him to be near in whatever way possible. The Celts and the Irish definitely had a link with pertinent presence of God as well as the warrior spirit and the "big picture" plan He has including his final renewal. I think it has to do with their personal identity as a people, but those attributes seem to come through quite strongly in this song.

If anyone knows the actual chords to this song let me know! I've sorta picked out what worked with it on accident once on my guitar, but I think it sounds just a bit off. I need to find a hymnal around here somewhere, because some of those old songs and their histories are so moving.

Here's a cool link to a great acoustic version of this song sung by a guy I found on Youtube. He has a great voice and his guitar skills are more enjoyable than mine :-)

http:www.youtube.com?v=K3KgpvGOMc

Sewing and Lampshades...

2009-01-24T21:05:00.000-08:00

I'm at a crossroads of many paths I can take on a macro scale in my life and I can't really seem to sort through all of the options so it appears that I'm taking out all of my excess curiosities and frustrations on my sewing machine and random household objects.

SEW... my first real project on my old sewing machine this season... I made a dress??? From absolutely no patterns! Don't ask. Somehow it kinda worked so here it is. I'm digging polka dots this year for some reason.

I kinda stole the dimensions of the skirt from my favorite H&M skirt that fits well and then stole the top dimensions from and Anne Taylor Loft shirt that is my favorite standby.

Another interesting project from the evening is an awesome new light fixture. I can't take full credit for this, because my friend Missy did most of the work and had the original idea. I just altered it a bit along with a decent Goodwill find. Gotta love 'em. So here it is...

The shade was made by wrapping a punching balloon in crochet thread, covering it in fabric stiffener and then cutting a whole in the bottom. It was initially intended as a hanging light fixture, but it turned out a bit lopsided due to a lack of enough fabric stiffener among other malfunctions. Once I bought the blue lamp base at Goodwill for $5 I remembered my "faux-paux-matic" ball of yarn and adjusted the idea to a lamp shade, which I'm quite p

leased with. Not to mention, this lamp casts awesome light patterns on the walls.

William Blake

2009-01-02T11:22:00.000-08:00

"Songs of Experience" Introduction

Hear the voice of the Bard!

Who Present, Past, & Future, sees;

Whose ears have heard

The Holy Word

That walk'd among the ancient trees,

Calling the lapsed Soul

And weeping in the evening dew;

That might controll

The starry pole,

And fallen, fallen light renew!

"O Earth, O Earth, return!

"Arise from out the dewy grass;

"Night is worn,

"And the morn

"Rises from the slumberous mass.

"Turn away no more;

"Why wilt thou turn away?

"The starry floor,

"The wat'ry shore,

"Is giv'n thee till the break of day."

-William Blake

I've always liked poetry. My mother used to find me outside composing ballads when I was six. I've run across countless journals from my childhood filled with poetry of the kingdom, nature, and other random things.

One of my good friends from my last job, among whose company I enjoyed debating philosophical ideas and art tried to put the works of T.S. Elliot in my hands declaring that I would be an avid follower due to his pastoral poetry. I didn't think I was a fan of the cantering English style in prose. I've always been more attracted to abstract, modern, poetry, which typically dwells on a single idea and expresses itself through minimal amounts of words and leaves you reaching for a meaning at the end. One of my favorite older authors who seems to tackle topics in this manner was the Father of Zionism, Bialik. The Hebrew language lends itself to this style of poetry beautifully, as it is a pictoral language, and paints a more abstract picture, while typically holding several layers of meaning. Perhaps that's why I enjoy reading the Old Testament so much as well.

When that familiar hankering for poetry rose up within me several weeks ago, I went out hunting for more poets whom I had never read before. Of course I encountered a small dose of the classic English poets in elementary school, but I never really paid much attention to them before. After spending hours in the poetry section dissatisfied with the available options I ran across a book a few days later drastically discounted, an anthology of Romantic English Poetry. I decided to give it a chance and I'm rather taken aback by some of the poems by William Blake. He was quite the free thinker of his age, on matters, political, societal, and ethical. Blake's prose is much like that of the King James Version of his day, but it always surprises me when Blake looks past the physical shell of items, which I feel most romantic English poetry dwells in, and reaches for a deeper message, such as in this poem, "Songs of Experience." This poem sounds rather mystical, which is rather rare for the English way of his day.

Something else that fascinates me about Blake, was his creative process. He was actually a visual artist first and foremost. All of his poems were created in conjunction with a painting. Cool huh?

Anyway, I'd love to hear your views, likes, or dislikes on poetry. What is it that fascinates you about poetry? Do you have any more information on William Blake or what do you like his works? Lemme know!

Blog Title

2008-12-30T19:58:00.000-08:00

Con-jext-ures

The reasoning behind the title for my blog is rather obscure. I stumbled upon, or perhaps 'scrabbled' through imaginary mazes of cross-sections, and synapse points of vocabulary in my brain for the purpose of expressing a well developed tag to represent an artistic collection I developed over the past year. Alas I never showcased my artwork, or at least not at present, but I liked the word so much that I decided to pull it out of last year's suitcase and try it on for size.

"Conjextures" is a combination of several words. Inspired by my idol professor of the University I was attending last year, Dr. Larry Lavender, the term was wraught from the thrungs of analyzing motives, interpretations, and definitions for creativity in his class "Creativity and Fine Art." The thinking his class initiated within me on matters of creativity collided with my self-analytical processes to interpret my personal creations and to define the stage at which I was at in my own artistic journey. This home-cooked or rather home-stewed word is a cut and paste prodigy of the terms, textures, context, and conjecture.

TEXTURE-

(definition below)

I was initially attracted to this word because of my individual fascination for working with various physical materials, such as glass, wood, metal, fabrics etc. and often compiling them in obscure combinations.

I feel that it's use of prose is also pertinent in observing society, and ideas and the layering thereof and is thus applicable to my blog as I attempt to express my view of whatever the weekly muze of my mind might be when I'm digesting the tangled web of my thoughts on this blog.

CONTEXT-

(definition below)

So much of art is bound by context or often dictates a new perspective of context for items which it showcases.

For my blog this term holds significance for placing ideas in context of other relevant mind-scapes through the use of vocabulary.

CONJECTURE-

(definition below)

Ahhh my favorite ingredient of this mish-mosh recipe.

Some definitions for this word include paraphrased formulations for an incomplete idea, speculation, or an unfinished project, as well as faint expresions or suggestions of an image. This is a perfect word to explain a lot of artistic paraphernalia eh?

A lot of my own artistic endeavors were birthed out of curiosities of how to manage specific mediums or were inspired to reach conclusions to personal questions rolling around in my brain. I don't know if my artwork ever brought any real relief from my questions or any sort of answers, but in the end my works would be "faint representations" of the original idea I was intending to express. Not to mention that the creative chaos did provide an outlet for my acute restlessness upon the matters I was trying to conquer.

I think of all of these foundations in my formulated word, conjecture applies to my blog the best. Who knows if any of my interpretations for whatever I spotlight on my blog will have any true weight in reality. Whatever I write is simply my opinion and is therefore a conjecture of many possibilities; a random view that is possibly unsupported. The beauty of the term is that ideas need no foundation and are freed from quantitative certainty. Communicators are freed to shoot their schematics into thin air with no judgement. Heck aren't all our beliefs merely intimations at large anyway?

So, (long exhale) there are my foundations for the random title of my blog. I hope it satiates your curiosity if you had any. My intention in creating this blog is to tentatively provide a space to process some of the topics that my mind encounters, which need more analyzation than can be provided by simply dwelling on them for a few moments over a cup of coffee and the breeze.

I cannot fortell in certainty what I all I will write about, but knowing myself, topics may delve into art forms I am processing, specific works I dwell upon, or even meander into spiritual matters. If you want to partake or join the conversation be my guest. Glean what you like and pleeeeeeze add your two cents worth to the the dialogue of my mind!