Showing posts with label destiny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label destiny. Show all posts

Friday, December 18, 2009

Hello?

Hello darlings,

it's been such a long time since I've ventured into the regions of my jewelry making self. My decision to stop making jewelry was perhaps a bit sudden, and certainly more than a bit dramatic, but it had to be done. I was about to enter a PhD program in a new city, and I simply had to focus.


I finished the first quarter of the coursework part of my PhD and it went very well; despite the fact that my last paper was written in a coffee and nicotine induced daze, I managed to get it done and be content with my performance. As my work is becoming more serious, I am expected to present my papers at conferences and get them published in academic journals. Considering these new and difficult responsibilities, I know you will understand why I had to give up all distracting hobbies, as fun as they may have been.

I am now enjoying the winter holidays, and feeling a bit nostalgic... Ah, last year, when I created and wrote about creating... when I met like minded artisans and made friends with my customers. I don't think I am ready to give up that part of my life yet, but it must take another form.


I was thinking of continuing my DIY activities, but making them somehow part of my work. But what to make? Sell poems on etsy? Make philosophy paper inspired collages? Knit academic sweaters with super nerd quotes? Help!

I am in need of your lovely creative ideas. So pretty please, shed some suggestions below.

Hope you darlings have been well, and hi! :)

Sunday, December 14, 2008

The Garden of Forking Paths

"Beneath English trees I meditated on that lost maze: I imagined it inviolate and perfect at the secret crest of a mountain; I imagined it erased by rice fields or beneath the water; I imagined it infinite, no longer composed of octagonal kiosks and returning paths, but of rivers and provinces and kingdoms... I thought of a labyrinth of labyrinths, of one sinuous spreading labyrinth that would encompass the past and the future, and in some way involve the stars. Absorbed in these illusory images, I forgot my destiny of one pursued. I felt myself to be, for an unknown period of time, an abstract perceiver of the world."
-Jorge Luis Borges, "The Garden of Forking Paths"