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Copycat Strat: Is Imitation Flattery?

Something different today, something that’s been on my mind.
Time to open my mouth and be a little vulnerable.
In a nursery rhyme style for easier read ( as opposed to a wall of text style ).
“You” here means those of you the following apply. If not, as they say, let it fly.

I share my works / ideas / experiments freely online. I love to share, I hope to inspire.
My choice. My pleasure.

Moreover.
Creative ideas are vague to define, where to draw the line.
Potent ones though, would make artworks pop. Make them soulful, make them come alive.
My take. My aspiration, I am aiming high.

I draw mine from Nature. Creation, if you may.
Many talents out there but I don’t look around.
Don’t want to be influenced. Too many signals in the world.
I could dull my sensor or put on a blinder. I chose the latter.
Just enough to focus, on what is Subtle. Sincere.
I lose out on some worldly goodnesses this way. My choice, and that’s alright.

If, though, a person choose to seek ideas from other people’s works,
it has got to be digested and be made your own before you show public as your work.
( Or end up looking more like an identity theft. )
Old fashioned creative integrity, still hasn’t gone out of style.

Little about me, enough to make sense.
I did not choose the beaten path for artists: education, affiliations.
I knew, for me, that was what I needed for the free flow of Creativity I was born longing for.
My choice, price to pay either way.

Along with it, continuous weeding of my inner landscape so as to receive Inspiration better.

You see, Creative Ideas aren’t free bags of Cheetos
(no offense, Cheeto, I used to love you much)
falling from the sky right into your mouth.
They are more like air waves, you got to know to tune in,
in the society of ours with so much at stake.
Good news though fren, you got your antenna to hone.
A reminder from me in case you had forgotten.

Got one last note to share, this may sound harsh.
Especially, but not limited to, those who found my work
because I gave you my up-votes on social media somewhere
and proceeded to engage in the above mentioned endeavour …
C’mon now people, your soul deserves better than that!!!

Well that’s all friends, please allow me to conclude:
I hereby would like to request your respectful treatment of my work.
(And not exactly my business, but your Dignity too.)

Thank you for your attention. I rest my case for now.

Reference: my Copyright Policy page

Abstract line drawing with hand written letters.

“How sweet it could be.” – hand written is a journal entry from 20 yrs ago during my lengthy creative block.

The artwork in progress was photographed, compiled and added to this post on March 18, 2021, an ongoing painting for the second piece of the two-piece series “Spider Lily Red” ( acid dye on silk / red on ivory ).
The painting started in May 2019, been almost two years. Some called me a perfectionist, but that is not what is happening here; there seems to be a place I can bring the painting to only with this super detailed approach.
The lines are my own personal interpretation of Red Spider Lily petals, and Organic Elegance flowing through every elements in their world. Some things take time.

Tapping into one’s own reservoir requires a decision.
To risk finding what you are made of. To dread if the well is empty.
To stand in one’s own truth. Owning one’s originality makes the person stand alone, sometimes also apart.

To own one’s Light. Fearfully, hesitantly, awkwardly.
To feel content in a truest sense. Fulfilled, in a way nothing else ever could.

References / links to the past posts.
The first piece of the series (completed): “Spider Lily Red Flare 1”
Creative process of the series in one post: “Process is the Destination!!”
More scribbles overlapped: “Beauty will save the world.”
Fireflies, the Organic Elegance: “Biofluorescents”
All the posts documenting the process since 2012: Link to Spider Lily Red posts

Looking forward to meeting your very own spark of Creativity. Like a firefly, a trail of Light in the pitch dark field.

Last Edited: March 18, 2021.

Planet of the Brave

Dear visitor;
Happy New Year!!

Illustration of a cow.

2021 is Year of the Ox.

The photo is a rubber stamp print drawn from a picture of a girl cow, who “escaped on way to slaughterhouse, smashed through metal fence, broke arm of man trying to catch her then swam to safety on island in lake” therefore deserves a portrait drawn nice and pretty.

Source: “The Independent”, February 16, 2018 – no link / please copy the above sentence within “” and search engine it.

I added a lily in honor of the “Story of Ferdinand”, a little tale about a cow “they called Ferdinand the Fierce” who, “when he got to the middle of the (bull fight) ring he saw the flowers in all the lovely ladies’ hair and he just sat down quietly and smelled”.

Book: (1936) Munro Leaf (words), Robert Lawson (illustration). Many read-along videos on YTube (req. less than 10 minutes).
News Flash: Ferdinand existed in real life!! His name was Civilon and the bull fight – of no fight – took place in 1936. (Source: “Ferdinand – The True Story (2014)” – no link / please copy the….)

Come to think of it….the girl cow deserves a name, too. Why not call her Civille. Brave Civille.

Wishing you a Beautiful Year ahead,
from Civille and artista.


Close up of fish scales and a tail.

Age of Authenticity.

On the day of winter solstice 2020 I heard, Planets Jupiter and Saturn go near-overlap onjunct at 0 degree in astrological sign of Aquarius.
Some say it’s the official start of the Aquarian Age, in it each of us gets to live our authentic, unique Individuality.

Close up of a dried spider lily blossom.

Owning one’s Light may feel harder than to do so with Shadow. ( I struggle with it. ) However, to be able to allow Authentic in others, one must attain the both to a degree ( a living human probably ain’t equipped to fully grasp one or both, let alone stay grasped – and that’s alright ). And without such “allowing” becoming our main vibe perhaps, the idea of truly harmonious Human Collective will remain an elusive pie in the sky.

Jupiter-Saturn conjunct this close last occurred in year 1623 according to mainstream source.
You, on the other hand, happen only once in the history of the Universe. Fact.

Photos: Perfect is the Divine Design – fish scales / a tail and a dried Spider Lily blossom.
Fully functional, uniquely interactive, beautifully designed and irrefutably free.
Kinda like us humans.

Fact.

Sky Is Ours.

A bird wing and photographic prints of ocean horizons.

Photo: Your Horizons, a diptych (2016)

Truest Tears are those of Gratitude.
– My Dad

What is a “father’s day” anyways? All them special dates emerging from somewhere like a circus clown sprinkling magic dust upon us.
And what good would that do to mend our wings if the sky is, in facto may have been, confiscated from us.
We are all alike, and we are all unique. Submit to the latter and you’ll know we are also all alone.

Sky is ours. Future is not set in stone.
When you stand in your own truth withstanding the “uni” of the unique.
And look over there, see another one, and plenty more of us with our wings strong in the sun,
just and only then we will
bring heaven down to earth where it belonged all along.

Yellow roses,and a book.

“It’s what you are meant to become.
It flies with beautiful wings and joins the earth to heaven.”

– a definition of the butterfly, according to Trina Paulus “Hope for the Flowers”

(For those of you using “translate” function, here’s what’s on the page in the photo:)
Stripe’s answer shocked them all – including himself!
“We can fly!
“We can become butterflies!
“There’s nothing at the top and it doesn’t matter!!
As he heard his own message he realized how he had misread the instinct to get high.
To get to the “top” he must fly, not climb.
Stripe looked at each caterpillar inebriated with joy that there could be a butterfly inside.
(End of excerpt)

While back I made a photo e-book called “Own Your Shadow”. It is for anyone who is aspired to become a butterfly – not that I am one, but I can say have achieved a measure of reasonably consistent creative flow that can weather the storm pretty severe. Think sitting in the eye of the typhoon and still not losing it.

In “Hope for the Flowers” there’s a scene where one of the main characters (a lady caterpillar) weaves a cocoon next to a fellow cocooner “for courage”. That is kinda what I wanted to do with my photo e-book.

Caterpillar, once in its cocoon, turns into liquid before forming itself into a butterfly. For us humans, to individuate – to become one’s own for lack of better words – the process, while highly individual, could get pretty grim. Validation and encouragement can be few and far between. I wanted to make something that is a reminder, that way over here in a small town, Far East, there’s a person who knows the trudge applauding your lone courage.

My dream has been to see the mass flourishing of individuality / creativity. It hurts to see a person expire with his/her unique gift unused. Hard to be truly fulfilled without it. I could be wrong. That was how it was for me.

Your purchase of the e-book (it’s a zine!!) will fund my creative endeavor which I commit to sharing with the world til I expire. If you know a soul or two who you may think would be benefitted from a little encouragement I offer, please let them know. It is very hard to be visible online as an independent artist nowadays, and your help in spreading the word totally counts.

Thanks for reading. Please have a marvelous day anyways.
Links: to the e-book “Own Your Shadow” and a postscript “Individuation is a bitch!!”.