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Artists in Residence

Monster Man

It feels like the time to go back to Cushendall and find photos that depict our work as artists in residence at the Cushendall Tower. Brian erected a tent in the backyard and began serious work on giving birth to his creature.

The Draw of Tiveragh

The drawing of Tiveragh, the fairy hill, was the last in the series “Things Are Alive” (see older blog posts). It was the perfect culmination of the series. It left me at the portal of the mysterious.

Hat Number One-- The Musician
Hat Number Two-- The Photographer

Ben was embraced by the musicians in Cushendall. We all felt embraced by the music. In the second photo he is working on our stop motion animation, to be found on the top bar of this blog– “The Creatures of Cushendall.”

The Creature in the Bower
Pub Portrait

Anda masterminded the stop motion animation with the creatures and drew quite a few portraits (see top bar of blog for both– more portraits at andasaylor.com).

On location-- "The Creatures of Cushendall"
Computer Whiz Edits
Back on the Streets
Timing Is Everything
Home Sweet Home

Click on the top bar of this blog to see “The Creatures of Cushendall.”

The Art Show: Culmination of the Residency
Thanks to our Friends!
Thanks to Our Friends!
Thanks to Our Friends!
Thanks to Our Friends!
Thanks to Our Friends!
Thanks to Our Friends!
Thanks to Our Friends!
Zippy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MORE FRIENDS TO COME…

 

 

Entering the Void with the Eyes Open

The following quote articulates what I have known (as we used to say, “on some level”) about this journey called “On the Way to Cushendall.” I like it that the journey retains its title because, returned from Cushendall, I continue to discover the contents of the treasure chest that that Cushendall holds for me.

Self-discovery is about opening to the mystery– knowing less about yourself, not more… The experience of facing the unknown and allowing a world to arise from the void is the the ultimate act of creation. And the self that is revealed in this movement is not defined or limited by the content of the painting. The painting is merely the vehicle that brings form to the creation. That discovered self is that indefinable presence that is unveiled as you travel and encompass more and more of your inner experience. The paintings are just impressions, tracks left along the riverbank. You have already moved on. To identify yourself with the paintings rather than with the movement is to deny who you really are.

— Cassou and Cubley, Life, Paint and Passion: Reclaiming the Magic of Spontaneous Expression