I want to commit artwork.

[kiya]

(Thought provoked by one of elisem's entry-concluding questions.)

I don't really know how to work with metal, and I don't have the . . . parts.

I wonder if the museum I dimly remember from my childhood as being in Southie still exists, and still sells random scraps and cast-away . . . bits.

I wonder if there's somewhere in Boston like the place brooksmoses pointed out at one point, as being a place where one could get odds and ends and bits and scraps. I think that was something he said, but my memory is shot. . . so I'll ask.

I want to commit artwork with edges. I want to commit artwork with copper that will go green someday. I want to commit artwork in three dimensions, which I haven't done for so long it just now strikes me that it fucking hurts.

I don't know what artwork I want to commit, but I can see pieces of it, in silhouette, in hints, in lines in my mind, in the way something curves.

I would say I want to commit artwork in metal and glass, but that I know I can't pull off, I just don't have the skills. But that's the feel. Metal and glass. Edges. Lines. Curves. Negative space. Edges.

*broad, indicative gestures* Thing.


Addendum: I find my mood inexplicably brightened by the existence of a bouncing cat head for 'morose'.

Comments

[kiya]

Particularly not when Bonfire's around, which he has been lately. (I become increasingly convinced that that aspect/personality is male or a really butch neuter, and thus alternate between calling it "he" and "it" more or less at random.)

I think I'd feel awfully guiltridden about breaking shiny things. Especially since I'd be most likely to find bottles, and I like bottles.

[oneironaut.livejournal.com]

(I become increasingly convinced that that aspect/personality is male or a really butch neuter, and thus alternate between calling it "he" and "it" more or less at random.)

I had roughly that sort of experience too, when I was becoming whatever. Not to imply that the same thing is happening to you (nor to rule out the possibility, of course; I'm sure roimata will be gay any second now), just commiserating.

I think I'd feel awfully guiltridden about breaking shiny things. Especially since I'd be most likely to find bottles, and I like bottles.

I'm pretty certain I wouldn't be able to do it, myself. I collect bottles, have I mentioned that to you? It would be like breaking a baby. But there are amoral, baby-breaking people in this world, and I figured it was worth checking to see if you were one of them.

[kiya]

Kevin and I were having a conversation about appropriate role usage and my generalized tendency to prefer to avoid situations in which my natural personae don't fit in. He's much more comfortable doing shit like that; my comment on the matter was, "I have enough personalities in my head already." He allowed as how I had a fair point.

I'd probably collect bottles if I allowed myself more span for compulsive hoarding activities. They are, after all, shiny. And nifty. And . . . stuff. You know. Bottles. But I'm busy collecting eggs.

[sashajwolf.livejournal.com]

Kevin and I were having a conversation about appropriate role usage and my generalized tendency to prefer to avoid situations in which my natural personae don't fit in. He's much more comfortable doing shit like that; my comment on the matter was, "I have enough personalities in my head already." He allowed as how I had a fair point.

I think this is part of why I'm not comfortable doing roleplay. (I know it doesn't work that way for you, though.)

[roimata.livejournal.com]

(I'm sure Roimata will be gay any second now)

Already happened. Well, kind of.
You know. Halfway.

Yeah, it's kinda official. Just don't tell my flatmates - I want to surprise 'em.

[oneironaut.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's kinda official.

I rule.

Oh, and welcome. Come back here tonight and I'll give you your mask and robe and a copy of our plans to corrupt the youth of America.