Artist Anne Hamilton wrote an amazing essay about making and creativity all people, artists or not, would be well inspired to read. I quote her;”
“One doesn’t arrive — in words or in art–by necessarily knowing where one is going. In every work of art something appears that did not previously exist, and so, by default, you work from what you know to what you don’t know. You may find yourself, as I did, in Ohio. You may set out to make a sculpture and find that time is your material. You may pick up a paintbrush and find that your making is not on canvas or wood but in relations between people. You may set out to walk across the room, but getting to what is on the other side may take ten years. You have to be open to all possibilities and to all routes–circuitous or otherwise”.
I have been in the circuitous unknown during my residency here at Earthskin. Given the time to wander and muse without interruption, I have been in the delight of surprises arriving. Here is an example, a poem by the same title as this blog post;
We all are makers, we make our lives every day. What we make matters. Here, to finish is Ann Hamilton again:” Every act of making matters. How we make matters. I like to remember, and remark with regularity, that the word “making” occupies seventeen pages of the Oxford English Dictionary, so there are multiple possibilities for a lifetime of making; make a cup, a conversation, a building, an institution: make memory, make peace, make a poem, a song, a drawing, a play; make a metaphor that changes, enlarges or inverts the way we understand or see something. Make something to change your mind–acts that amplify”.
Leave your trace, trust your mark.