As I begin to articulate my thoughts and ideas about creating work from the amazing space that is The Convent I’m finding I have a problem. The same problem I’m finding with my artwork. It isn’t writer’s, or artist’s block. It isn’t lack of ideas or inspiration. It is the question, ‘Where the hell to begin?’!
To be given the opportunity to work within, and be inspired by, such an incredible space and place, brings me to a halt. It is overwhelming, there is so much there to work with! To begin with there is the history, the memories and the energy held within such a beautiful space and building – it oozes out of every tiny pore of the place. The people who lived there, who prayed there, who died there. The energy of endless prayer and intent and connection to God. And now comes the music. The people who visit the place, live there, create there, play there. The endless energy of creativity. And now art. My art. Waiting to and beginning to be created from connecting to all that was, and all that is, The Convent. It has created the perfect storm for me. Spirituality, music and art combined together in the same space. This is what makes me tick… All three coming from the same creative space of Infinite Potential. The space of the Creative Spark.
For music, art and spirituality do not come from the mind, they come from the heart. From the connection to all that is. We can read all of the books, we can learn all of the skills, we can practice all we like. But until what is held within the mind travels down to the heart and combines with creative potential it will not be truly creative. It will be a projection of what the mind believes to be creative. It will be a reconstituted repetition of that which has been experienced or produced before. Until the heart and the empty space of creative potential has been brought into the mix it will lack something. The vibration of authenticity. You can’t quantify what this is. It can’t be vocalised, rationalised, explained or documented. There is no formula. The vibration of authenticity comes from the heart, and can only be felt in the heart. We may be able to describe in part what makes a piece of music or art authentic; but not fully. We can sense it, we can hear or see it, and we know when it is there. We also can sense when it is not.
For me the fascination is where this creativity takes place. The empty space of Creative Potential. The space in which I believe we also connect to the Divine. Creative Potential – the place of infinite possibility…..
So this is where I am, pondering some hefty questions about life itself …. As when you place a perfect storm into the mind of a creative for whom it suits, you can hear the explosion of thought for miles! But once the dust settles and these thoughts travel to my heart and find the space which holds my creative potential, I know clarity of direction will emerge. You see, it’s not lack of ideas – it’s too many!! So until one idea triumphs I shall wrestle with them all!
22nd OCTOBER 2015