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ColorJoy Dreaming

ruthieandtwofriends50.jpgYou guys are the best. Dozens of comments made my birthday wonderful. I was gone most of the day and I’ll be gone most of Thursday. I have tons of photos but no time to process them for web, will do that when I finally sit at my desk again.

Meanwhile, I want to do a freeform brainstorm (woohoo, that rhymes, it’s a good sign). Since I’m asking for comments, I want to make it easy for you to write a few words in a comment box and send it my way.

OK: Think of the concept of ColorJoy… not only the word, but the motto “Art as an everyday attitude.” Now, tell me what word, song, poem, quotation comes to mind most strongly as you think ColorJoy? You might, for example, respond with a song title such as “Born to be Wild” or “Born Free” or “Little Old Lady from Pasadena.” You might say “Freedom” or “belly laugh” or “serenity.” You might make up your own sentence, to be quoted by others. Or you might quote Carrie Fisher:

I don’t want life to imitate art. I want life to be art.

Ready, set, go! Remember, you can comment once a day for a week, and it’s not cheating to do just that. Actually, just saying hello is all it takes, you can ignore the subject of the day if it does nothing for you.

Photo? At right is my Grandma Ruthie, the one who wrote the local newspaper every week, pretty much alone. She was still single in this photo, I believe, but her kids were in High School at the time they bought the newspaper. (The photo was taken in the same era as the music Brian and I sing, the 1920’s.)

Can you see how even though she’s the shortest one, the other girls are focused in on Ruthie? You can not see that there are other women in the photo at the left (this has been cropped) and they are also focused on Ruth. She was quite a presence. I miss her. She loved to laugh!

I think these girls took costuming seriously as an artform. They were a bit wild, bobbed hair was a new thing then.

10 Responses to “ColorJoy Dreaming”

  1. Ewe-niss Says:

    Hello! Please don’t be disappointed by my music choice. It is fun, wild, colors blazing – not very artsy… circus music :-)

    (I am not a fan of animals being used for circuses, but the music makes me happy.)

  2. Rachel Says:

    I think of colorjoy as a sunset that starts at the pale yellow through deep purple spectrum. Or anything by Kaffe Fassett. I would also say the quilts Jane Brocket makes are ColorJoy (see http://yarnstorm.blogs.com/knitblog/quilts/index.html)

    I think my older daughter would say the baby einstein Van Gogh is color joy.

  3. jennifer Says:

    colorjoy is the ability to see that one perfect color of a single rose, and also see multi-faceted jewel tones of a kaleidescope. you are able to combine them into a projects that is pleasing to look as well as functional. for example, your bags. its like looking into prism with all the different colors and patterns.

  4. Charlotte Says:

    art as an everyday experience = finding beauty every day

  5. Kris Elliott Says:

    Colorjoy – When we think about color, we need to think bigger than the crayon box, even the 120 color box. Color is both big and small. It is nuance. It is not just the pink of your sweater or the red of your hair, or the orange of the sunset. It is te gentleness with which you speak; the carefulness of your written words, even the spiciness oh your favorite food. Color is what makes things unique. Colorjoy, to me, means seeing the spectrum of “color” in all things and finding beauty, which leads to joy, in the small as well as the big things in life.

    That is probably a little more than you wanted, but your question made me think – sometimes that is not a good thing!

    Have a great day.

    Kris

  6. d2 Says:

    I can almost hear the hammer ringing on the hot metal, see the colors as the metal cools from its original red hot red hot state; the hiss and the spray as the metal is tempered by a plunge into a water bucket, the noise of the bellows as it breathes on the fire, causing it to grow from sullen embers to flames worthy enough to re-heat the metal.

    From an old poem:

    ‘Under the spreading chestnut tree, the village smithy stands,…

    Week in, week out, from morn till night,
    You can hear his bellows blow;
    You can hear him swing his heavy sledge
    With measured beat and slow,
    Like a sexton ringing the village bell,
    When the evening sun is low.

    And children coming home from school
    Look in at the open door;
    They love to see the flaming forge,
    And hear the bellows roar,
    And watch the burning sparks that fly
    Like chaff from a threshing-floor.

  7. mac+ Says:

    Oh my…I see others waxing poetic (hiya D2!)…but what I think of is the Alice Walker quote I use in my signature- “We are the ones we have been waiting for”. Colorjoy exemplifies this to me – your projects and yarn really “grab” a person and pull them in. Don’t stop now, Lynnie!

  8. Mokihana Says:

    Here’s one of my favorite quotes:

    “The duty of an artist is to continually astonish”

    –Oscar Wilde

  9. Deborah Robson Says:

    One of my grandmothers was a Ruth, too. . . . She was a force to be reckoned with!

  10. Diana Troldahl Says:

    True Red left shoe, Cobalt Blue Right Shoe, and wildly colored mis-matched argyle socks.

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