There once was this girl .... We were in that middle ground, or at least I was -- between "friendship," and also my being romantically attracted to her. But I realized that friendship could last to life's end, while romance rarely does, so I made a conscious choice. We'd be friends. Talk talk talk -- more talk.
And then, abruptly, the girl (who was an art major) accused (proper word here) me of "hiding behind my art." I didn't know how to respond, except to get all defensive.
That's always stuck with me -- the idea that I might be living, while simultaneously hiding, behind my art. But the truth is, I do layer myself into the art, the words. So what may begin as "hiding," becomes, with a finished story, or chapter, or novel -- living.
That's the magic trick. How to go from hiding to living, through your art. The lesson for Creative Rehab, Day Two.
The Writer's Almanac tells me that it's the artist Georges Braque's birthday today, and with this comes a quote, ideal for the theme above:
"There is only one valuable thing in art: the thing you cannot explain."
-- Georges Braque
Meanwhile, Eleanor is working on a long commentary (whatever she means by that), and she'll be ready (she says) later today or tonight. "Before midnight," she says.
From my Little Room to yours -- I hope you find that thing that you cannot explain. And when you do -- that you run with it, holding it close against your breast, not letting go for a second. Right now -- GO, RUN -- there's no time to waste!
To Reach The Green Light At The End Of The Pier
FOR AS LONG AS IT TAKES: "We are saving ourselves through the words," says Eleanor, the leading lady of a novel-in-progress. This exploration into the creative process -- which includes plenty of distractions/tangents /thoughts & rants by Eleanor, her Biographer, and selected guest artists -- will continue until Eleanor is certain her story is "right." (But we dare not jump ahead of ourselves.)
There will be the occasional typo (as Eleanor points out), and much of this is intended to be "original draft" -- what comes out of our mouths (heads) first, and then set down in that order. Not all of it will be included in the novel, but all of it is happening in real time.
ELEANOR says: "Please turn the page. Keep reading."
For more of Eleanor and her Biographer -- as well as the work of our many guest artists -- check out the older postings. "Everything is part of the process, and the process is the journey," Eleanor says.