Yearly Archives: 2011

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Aletheia

The girl who circumnavigated Fairyland in a ship of her own making

I saw this book at work after the fundraiser, and knew I just had to buy it. The title alone completely grabbed my attention and I can’t wait to delve into September’s world.

But the title.

The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making.  Just resonates.

I don’t know why, but it just feels empowering, I feel braver, stronger and capable somehow just looking at the name.

Maybe it’s because inside I yearn to be that, and I have occasional moments of feeling it. Lately, for instance, I’ve been feeling a bit more confident and glancing over the last year, I’ve become more brave, more myself, at least on the inside even if I haven’t shown it much publicly. But I want to.

In 2012 I’m going to continue my journey to me. I’m going to try to be more of the person I am and want to be inside myself. I want to reinvent, to be new and real. I want to continue to remove the layers of masks that have been my image and my persona in the past and get to the truth of who I am, the me that I once knew and abandoned . A friend of mine has been writing about words for the  year, and how she wants to be unafraid. I’ve sort of stumbled upon mine…Aletheia.

An anonymous card I received recently was signed as that. Which, according to wikipedia

Aletheia (ἀλήθεια) is a Greek word variously translated as “unclosedness”, “unconcealedness”, “disclosure” or “truth“. The literal meaning of the word λήθεια is “the state of not being hidden; the state of being evident” and it also implies sincerity, as well as factuality or reality.

I’ve been thinking about that lately, and how it uncannily describes me right now, what I crave to discover and to become. A journey I’ve started and continue to travel. So in 2012, the year I turn 21 (and no one can make fun of me for not being 21 anymore – score!) I want to become aletheia bravely, and unashamedly me.

I want to be the girl who circumnavigated her world in a ship of her own making, and I think I’m closer to that than I ever have been.

Recap 2011

In January I made a series of posts of things I wanted to do this year. Most of the stuff on those lists I didn’t do, but I did make a lot of progress in some of the areas I mentioned and in other related areas that I didn’t name. I liked having a smidgen of an idea of what I wanted to focus on this year, but without any pressure. I feel like I was actually able to cover a lot of ground and learn a lot even though I may or may not be able to actually cross out points on the list.
So instead of looking at all the things I didn’t do, I’m going to recap with a bunch of the stuff that I did do this year.
– Got a massage
– A swim suit I feel awesome in
– Exercised (all year – yay!)
– Adopted a Cat and named him Tonks
– Cooked, kinda.
– Sold Paintings!
– Read everything I could find about art and business
– Read a lot of fantasy books ^.^
– Wrote several drafts of the screen play for The Balloons and invested in film/editing equipment
– Retired the cardboard! (which resulted in some deep cleaning, which was also good)
– Sold 16 copies of The Balloon Lady and made plans (and just need to finish the illustrations) to relaunch with Create Space
– Bought a dressed and danced my heart out at a wedding (and paid for it for the next 3 days)
– Went to Boston with Alex and a week of vacation on the coast with the family
– Learned a lot about myself
– Joined the local arts group
– Discovered pinterest.
I have a week and a half to get my main (78 now!) to 85 in WoW…I might be able to…at least by my birthday…definitely.

A Christmas Card! (because I'm out of stamps)


Adventures of Alex and Kiery (and Tonks) by kiery

In keeping with the tradition I started a while ago (and that I don’t have any stamps, and that I want to get into comic making sometime soon – and that I’ve been on bed/couch-rest all day from food poisoning)  I present, Alex and Kiery’s 2011 Christmas e-card, comic style! Enjoy, and Happy New Year!

Time Management

I’ve got a semi-intense seasonal job which is really amazing. I like what I do and I like that it ends before christmas and enables me to save/create an art fund and buy christmas presents without feeling bad for mooching off my husband (not that that’s bad either, or that he minds, ’cause he doesn’t, but there’s something empowering about having *my own* in a separate bank account and making things a little easier in *our* finances as a result). However, with this brief change and total upheaval of my schedule (waking up at 8 and going to bed by midnight) I’m finding myself more and more in awe of the people I know who work and find time to do things like write and create during the day on top of all the other stuff we end up doing (cleaning, much?).
I’m usually pretty decent at managing my time, but lately I’ve been so exhausted by the time I come home, the most creative thing I do is unwind in Azeroth (not that I mind…’cause it’s a blast and I do it with a friend and it’s the highlight of my week 😉 ). I was painting for a while, before thanksgiving, but just haven’t felt quite up to that lately (too much energy and cleanup). There are a lot of things I just don’t have the energy to think about and facebook/online communities become more of a drain than an outlet. So I haven’t been writing much, or painting much, or doing much besides problem solving and questing and cleaning when I force myself (like today, because the mess was stressing me out).
I admire my husband so much more now, for being able to do projects and what not after he’s done working, because it’s all I can do not to just fall right to sleep.
But creating makes me feel alive and writing keeps me sane. Even just writing this, in my exhausted little brain, I’m feeling a little bit more energetic and relaxed.
So here’s to all the working people who manage to do something with their minds besides just work, because for some reason, that alone is a lot of work…for me anyway.
unplugging now. Cheers.

Cyber Week!

This week is cyber week! like cyber Monday except all week. So I decided to do something for it this year.
I’ve launched four new paintings, relished some of the favorites, and….get this, free shipping! All of the new paintings are only $50 and if you follow @kwhimsy on twitter, or like the page – there’s a special discount ^.^ Alex even made me a header and profile image just for this, so check it out (and support artists)!
kiery's whimsy cyber week

Rambling

I get lost in my own little world sometimes. Thoughts jump from one topic and phrase to the next in a high speed chase while I keep my hands busy and let my brain work itself out. I did that today, while deep cleaning my kitchen in a race against the two loads of laundry I had going. I let my thoughts fade in and out of reality – sometimes paying complete attention to the music on my phone and others getting lost in the swirls of brown goop from cleaning the stove, so that it was nearly invisible.
Of course, I couldn’t actually tell you what I was thinking about, because I don’t remember more than bits, and not in any way that makes sense. But I enjoyed the process of cleaning and losing myself to whatever world my thoughts took me into. I think that helps me clean sometimes, being able to bounce my attention between music and cleaning and thoughts while still doing the same thing and racing the clock.
When I was driving this weekend I let the oranges of the leaves on the trees through the hills seep into my mind as I created a world (that looked suspiciously like something from Dr. Seuss) full of color and breezes and bubbles. The plant outside the restaurant was swaying to the music from inside.
And I had a really weird brainstorm on a comic, which seemed brilliant in the fog of just waking up…it’s lame now.
I’m getting better at letting myself go and not hold back – at least, inside the confines and safety of my own mind. I accidentally tried a new painting technique as I got lost in the texture and how the paint and the palette knife acted against the canvas.
Getting lost.
has become so much…easier as I’ve learned to let myself just be. By repeating over and over the things my soul needs to hear and keeping words on mirrors. Getting lost makes me come alive.

Where I've been – art and life

I didn’t mean to be gone all week without posting, but sometimes life decides to take over and give you…a life, and blogging gets moved because of this weird thing called sleep and exhaustion.
– Monday and Tuesday I tried to just take it easy, I didn’t do the whole wake-up-and-exercise-thing because I wasn’t sure if I was coming down with something, and with a trip on Wednesday I didn’t want to overexert myself. I did, however, carve pumpkins on Sunday night and walk around town like someone from Harry Potter on Halloween.
-Wednesday (what I really want to get to) I, and a bunch of other artists/groups from Maine went down to Worcester, MA for the 10th “Idea Swap” put on by NEFA. It was my groups’ first time going and there were three of us in the van with a bunch of other Maine-ers. I didn’t really know what to expect when we got there, but the experience and mingling and finding out what kinds of (preforming) art other people from all over New England were working on bringing to their communities was great.
It was also very interesting to get a sort of “inside look” at what it takes to feasibly bring events, and people, and ideas to New England, and that’s kind of what NEFA helps with (to the best that I understood it). And also to find out what kinds of things people want to bring – some of the ones that caught my attention were Silents are GoldenA Tribute to Benny Goodman (and the guy who presented that brought packets with CDs ^.^), and one that is a multi-media piece of art that has dancing and film and…everything, and can be displayed in galleries *and* preformed (as I understand it) – the name of that one is currently alluding me.
Another important aspect that the meeting focused on was the level of community involvement that would be brought as a result of having the artist/groups come, and the various things that the performers themselves could do for and with the community/area they were showing in. Silents are Golden goes to schools and I believe does segments on silent acting and/or pantomime. I found this intriguing because aside from the obvious commercial part of bringing acts to New England (getting people to come and pay to see the various things) they’re trying to bring it into the community in a more hands on/educational way. I’m not sure how standard that is, (because for me, it was like sitting in on a board room or business meeting where most of the stuff goes way over your head, but you try to take in as much as you can and get the general idea of what exactly is going on) but I imagine it’s not particularly uncommon either.
It was really quite fascinating, and the people themselves were great to talk to. We sat with some really interesting people who try to bring art/theater into the more…ghetto-ey? (for lack of a better term) areas of Boston, and it was just amazing to talk to them and hear their story and goals (I really hope that it all goes well) too.

#mediafriday

I’m so excited about this thing I discovered yesterday that it’s the only thing I’m featuring…

CANNOT WAIT for this to come out. It looks so amazing and beautiful – the colors, the score…I hope it’s as good or better than the trailer….
Also, I officially love the fantasticalness of Dr. Seuss, and expect to enjoy The Lorax just as much (if not more) than Horton Hears a Who.
 

Heart on Sleeves #authenticthursday

I’m used to treading with caution, and when I wear my heart in the open I feel so vulnerable. I usually keep my deepest and truest opinions to myself and people I really trust because of the amount of work and soul I put into discovering the things that are solid at the moment. I’ve learned that opinions and perspective change as you learn more and experience more, so I’ve stopped trying to put myself and my opinions into a box that I won’t allow to change. Because the evolution of thought and learning, I feel, is essential to being human. At least it is for me.
So it takes a while to work up the courage to wear my heart on my sleeve, here, sometimes. Especially with something I know might not be taken well, but has been weighing on me and keeps coming back into my thought process that I feel the only way to make it click and articulate it properly is to write it out and let it be. Maybe soon, when this particular muse strikes back in sentences and cohesion I’ll allow myself, and my heart to say the thoughts that have been circling. But not today, I’m not ready yet.