Trees, Music, Dots…

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Presentation Points

I’m presenting for my Public Speaking class tomorrow and realize that for the first time I’ve got a time-lapse image or two available to show the process. Of course, this is done with a bigger tip in order to make it more visible. I usually work with Ultra Fine tips. And baby, they are ULTRA fine…

7 Dots & 7 Dots Arc

7 Dots & 7 Dots Arc

The image previous shows how 7 dots create an arc and then another 7 dots create another arc. This is how a tree begins (depending on the artist!). This took about 10 seconds.

And the dots grow . . .

Dots Disperse

Dots Disperse

And now we have added less than a minute of work. It’s amazing how much is accomplished in such a small slice of time.

So, the tree fills itself up, up, up . . .

Reaching, These Hands . . .

Reaching, These Hands . . .

 

The previous shows lapsed time of 3 minutes. It is, more specifically, the result of two additional minutes of dotting.

And finally (but it’s not final) . . .

Above Below And . . .

Above Below And . . .

 

The last image is the result of an additional 5 minutes bringing it to less than 10 minutes of effort. Think of how this looks after 45 minutes. It’s not as complicated as it appears to be. The artist just must hold to a vision and watch it unfold. Or, the artist allows the image to unfold her inner world, to inform her as it draws her out, telling her what is next only as she points her way along. That is the most accurate description of this particular dotty artist.

And this is a glimpse of the presentation I’m giving on Monday. Now, to disperse myself across the canvas of the day…

Bindu . . .

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Image by J. Ruth Kelly

“Sanskrit bindu: ‘This word, which has many meanings, like ‘point, dot, zero, drop, germ, seed, semen.’ . . . It is the point from which inner and outer space have their origin and in which they become one again.’ The thought, poem, is a cell or seed; a germ of living thought; growing from nothing to ripeness. Instead of the dead wood of systems, the tree of life; ramifications; branched thoughts new-grown with pleasant pain.” Govinda, Foundations of Tibetan Mysticism, 116 From Norman O. Brown’s Love’s Body

Tree Spills Dots, Fills World

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Tree Points

My daughter altered a photo of one of my tree card designs. The effect created new images and fun. It’s amazing to think of just how connected it all is, ‘though we can’t see it. Sometimes it is a sense of that same connectedness that inspires my dotty expression.

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