There are moments in art that I consider artistic memory - the creation process is almost like a recording device. Anything significant that happens during the creative process will be remembered upon sight of the results (finished or no).
Which is why, when something majorly tragic occurs on the news or within my family, I have been known to put down pen and brush for as much as a few days, unless a deadline is fast approaching - at which point I will turn to friends for emotional support, and rekindling creative fuel.
When news of the plane crash lit up the CNN webpage last night (before there were images of it, or any video reports), the first person I thought of was an internet penpal from my early years of college - 19 years ago. Time has fuzzed her name on me, but she lives within a stones throw of the airport, and had helped me drive to a train station from the airport out there, back when I was seeing a guy at SUNY Geneseo. She and I fell out of touch after I transferred, but I still occasionally wonder how my long-distance internet friends from back then are doing.
Hopefully she is safe, and I wish nothing but solace and comfort to the families of the lives lost both on the plane, and in the house it struck.
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Date: 2009-02-13 06:34 pm (UTC)Which is why, when something majorly tragic occurs on the news or within my family, I have been known to put down pen and brush for as much as a few days, unless a deadline is fast approaching - at which point I will turn to friends for emotional support, and rekindling creative fuel.
When news of the plane crash lit up the CNN webpage last night (before there were images of it, or any video reports), the first person I thought of was an internet penpal from my early years of college - 19 years ago. Time has fuzzed her name on me, but she lives within a stones throw of the airport, and had helped me drive to a train station from the airport out there, back when I was seeing a guy at SUNY Geneseo. She and I fell out of touch after I transferred, but I still occasionally wonder how my long-distance internet friends from back then are doing.
Hopefully she is safe, and I wish nothing but solace and comfort to the families of the lives lost both on the plane, and in the house it struck.