Check out the fit on these pants.
I like the colour, the material and the colour, but they were way too long. The pants needed to be shortened if I was going to be able to wear them without tripping.
But…they weren’t getting shortened until I bought them.
Did you get that?
You can’t change anything you don’t own.
Take that out of your pants and apply it to your life…it works there too.
If there’s something in your life you’re not happy with CHANGE it, but that can’t happen as long as the problem is someone else’s.
This is why we can’t change other people – because we don’t own them. Changing ourselves can sometimes cause them to make changes in themselves, but don’t count on it.
YES! There are nasty people out there and they will do nasty things to you and NO! it’s often not your fault, but (and it’s a big but) at some point, you have to grab your problem by the pants and say “This is MY problem and I’M going to do something about it.”
- Stop being a victim (or acknowledge that you like the role).
- Stop complaining about what “THEY” did.
- Own your pants and get them hemmed so you can stop tripping on them.
Betty Boop before and after the production code
I was watching some early Betty Boop with my kids this week. This was before 1934 when the production code made her cover up her cleavage, lower her hems and lose both her garter and her wiggle. She’s saucy, sexy and awesome.
After the code went into effect, she lost more than the garter – she got watered down and became a little (I hate to say it) bland.
Betty was a product of the Fleischer Studios, but they weren’t the only animation studio to have problems with the production code. Disney’s biggest star – Mickey Mouse – did not pass the code’s strict moral standards; he drank, smoked, abused other animals and forced kisses from a reluctant Minnie – WHAT A CAD.
Where the Fleischers grumbled and robbed Ms. Boop of her spark, Disney used the opportunity to reinvent Mickey. He became the happy-go-silly, optimistic innocent we know and love today. He also jumped from being a star to being an icon.
Life is going to throw you some problems – sorry, but it’s true – you can grumble about them and give up or you can muster all your creativity and do a Disney, use new limitations to create a work of genius. Turn your star into a legend.
Soooo, I’m on Astoria Blvd. in Queens NYC waiting for the bus to LaGuardia when I notice this bronze plaque cemented into the sidewalk.
“On this site will be erected a monument to Christopher Columbus.
This tablet dedicated on October 12 1937”
Now THAT’s putting it out there. We’re gonna do something and we’re going public with it. Hard to forget about a bronze plaque cemented into a sidewalk beside a busy train station.
Then stuff happened. Before they could get the statue commissioned, cast, transported and up on his pedestal, they found themselves smack dab in the middle of WWII, there was a shortage of EVERYTHING especially money, man power and metal…that plaque sat in the cement reminding them of the intention.
After the war, in 1945 – SEVEN YEARS LATER, Columbus finally got planted on Astoria Blvd. where he’s still hanging out…looking rather dashing I must say.
It’s easy to make plans, and it’s easy to break them…especially when something gets in the way…like a war. Get your intentions out there, cast them in Bronze and cement them into the sidewalk where you’re going to be reminded of them every day…or at least stick a note on your mirror.
She’s one of my favourite living artists. I’ve known Lynne McIlvride for decades and am honoured to own one of her originals.
I was at the opening of her new show last night http://www.davidkayegallery.com/ and once again I’m struck with the beauty of her work. As always, I start to wonder why. What is it about this art that hits me so profoundly and more importantly, what is it trying to teach me.
Apart from her being one of the best people I know, her work speaks to me of balance and beauty – often in the midst of chaos. She mixes found objects with fresh painting, her life 0 the good and the bad is recorded in her work with a courageous honesty that I marvel at, but it mixes with metaphor and symbols, whimsy and heartache.
This is what I love the most; she explores her art and her passions with specific and clear emotional detail while using metaphors that make her work universal.
Her latest series, Stormy weather (seriously, check it out) is all about tornadoes. She’s put them in their sturdy glass doored boxes so we can view them and their destruction from a safe place, and then she tucks in some supplies to help with the healing after. My favorite is the one pictured. It’s a nasty little tornado (in spite of its colors) and Lynne’s given us thread to sew it all back together when the tornado’s done its worst. No Band-Aids, sturdy and colourful thread. It’s gonna leave a scar, it will never look the same, but we’re gonna hold it altogether. Another piece has the tornado coming through fabric that’s already patched together…here it comes again.
Sometimes life gets ripped apart, if we face it with integrity and creativity, we can make something beautiful.
Thanks again Lynne.
Check out her web site, she’s great.
Her current show runs to August 25th at the David Kaye Gallery – 1092 Queen St. W. Toronto. http://www.davidkayegallery.com/
Here’s a slightly different post.
I read this morning that in Japan it is considered impolite to fill your own glass.
Something about this has struck me deeply, I love the idea of a point of etiquette being based on the idea that those eating together must be attune to each other’s needs. I watch for your cup to empty, or get low, and you watch for me. Together we all get enough to drink. I’m not quite sure how this works when you’re eating (and drinking) alone…maybe you don’t need to be quite so polite when you’re alone.
My goal this week is to move this into my life. To try to be attentive to those around me – to see where they need what I have to offer.
I know this blog is about art and personal growth…good manners are an art…so there.
If you’ve only read one sonnet in your life, it was probably Sonnet 18…”Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day . . .”
You were probably forced to read it by some English teacher who was desperate to excite you about Shakespeare by pointing out the obvious sexual references. . . I know I was.
Much as I like love the sexual references, forget about them for a sec. Look at the last two lines . . .
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
In simple modern English, he’s saying “This poem is so awesome they will be reading it FOREVER; I just made you immortal Babe.”
The sonnets are numbered roughly in the order they were written, so #18 (of 154) was written when he was a pretty young guy.
It’s the most arrogant thing ever written in the English language. It would be unacceptably arrogant . . . if it wasn’t turning out to be true.
There are a lot of reasons why Shakespeare’s great, one that is often overlooked is that he knew from the start that he was great.
Do you have the courage – the honesty – the unadulterated Chutzpah to believe how great you are? We ALL have greatness within us. Find yours and bring it to the world, this is not an option, it is our job here on earth. Some are great writers, or painters, or parents or cooks, but we’ve all got something the world is hungry for.
Find your greatness and you will change the world in wonderful ways.
I had an awesome experience this week. My friend Andrew teaches a course in “Advanced Group” at Laurier University. It’s a postgraduate course teaching Social Workers to facilitate groups…everything from parenting to addiction. He asked me to come and talk about my experiences as a member of various groups that were lead with different styles – some great – some…not so much.
I always love talking about myself so Andrew and I drove to Kitchener where I met with the most amazing group of people.
Before Andrew asked me to come and speak, I wouldn’t have thought that I had been much of a resource on this, I tend to work solo, especially on things like personal growth. Then I got thinking. I realized my growth both as an artist and as a person has been constantly involved working with other people, sometimes in a group situation, sometimes one on one.
This interplay between working with others and working on my own has been playing with my mind ever since.
We think of the great artist of the world as individuals who worked on their own, and they did (generally), but it can’t be a coincidence that so many of the world’s greatest artists worked in the same cities and had overlapping careers: Mozart and Beethoven, Michelangelo and Leonardo. It extends outside the find art community, Henry Ford and Thomas Edison both said their friendship with each other was a tremendous increase to their creative and industrial output.
The interplay between working together and working alone is essential for our growth. We develop our skills, hone our craft and find our true voices alone, together we push each other to greatness, encourage each other to do better and keep each other grounded and sane. We need both.