Wednesday, November 19, 2014

From the Sustainable Stones Studio...

Winter has returned. The chill in the air is matched by the first snowfall as quiet settles back into the wild woodlands.  The garden is asleep, many of the birds have migrated, and the seemingly endless parade of bugs have disappeared. In years past, a sad longing for summer usually accompanied the change but this year it's replaced by a sense of bubbling excitement.

We practically live outside when snow isn't on the ground. Hiking through dense woods, sowing and harvesting, watching the plants and animals, and one of our favorites, collecting stones from the mercurial creek that cuts through this amazing place. By now there are stacked containers, filled with our favorite rough stones. They're little snapshots of expectation, selected from countless others for their subtle promise of what might be, once polished.
Stones collected by Steve Tieken and Wanaree Tanner, cut by Steve Tieken






Sincerely,
Wanaree

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Cultivating Creativity


Perception is a funny thing. It would be redundant to say that it's relative, yet we always have to remind ourselves of that. Wether it's in our aesthetic taste or how we perceive a situation or person, we are viewing information through a set of subjective lenses. Those lenses become filters, filters become rules, and then at some point those rules become so steadfast that we can't even see something that's plainly before us.

Take a tree, for example. When I say tree, a mental picture is conjured up and a sense of knowing bubbles up along with it. "Yes, tree, I know what that is." Do I really though? Or am I mistaking the word for the experience? What's the difference?

Fall along the mighty Mississippi River- photo by Wanaree Tanner






























It's kind of like half watching a movie, yeah, I "watched" it, but did I notice all the subtle cinematic intricacies, secondary plot lines, or even the soundtrack? After all, someone orchestrated every shot and every movement to express a very specific idea or feeling.

In the same way, I only half watched the world around me. A tree was a tree, it had it's value, it had it's place, but the list of trees I actually knew was profoundly shorter than the list of movies I'd fully experienced. Learning to share their space, be observant, and not pass judgment reset my perception. An entire microcosm was revealed, with leading characters, struggles for life and death between numerous incects and animals, all playing out on the stage of a single tree.  It was then that I realized I could never really "know" a tree. I can experience it in a moment, list it's characteristics and qualities, but I can't be the tree. Claiming to "know" it automatically subjugates it to a severely inadequate label, and can turn a vibrant living being into a sterile litany of words.

What does this have to do with art or with inspiration? While beautifully spun words can be very inspiring, there is no replacement for the inspiration born of an experience free from preconceptions.

Which reminds me of a piece of advice sometimes given to to young authors: "Don't write anything at all until you've experienced something. Don't even write for the school paper. Until you've experienced something, there's nothing to write about." One might think this means we have to go get a motorbike and ride across the country or hop on box cars like bohemian hobos, which can create an experience free from preconceptions, but it can also happen while occupying the same space with a tree as an observer instead of as a knower.

Somewhere within that practice is jet fuel for creativity. At least for me, it's in being open, in being observant that the seeds for inspiration can germinate. All the words and chatter (both internal and external) about inspiration can place it on an unattainable pedestal. Obsessing over finding it, harnessing it, marketing it, defining it, capturing it, when it's readily available all around us for the low, low price of being open and aware. It's not something someone can give or sell to you, it's there waiting for you.

The pursuit and perpetual searching can transform into an active living flow, with moods and seasons that tolerate no expectations. When it's allowed to be and arrive at will, it gives birth to the the clarity that noting man creates can ever match the wonder of what already is. Surprisingly, this takes the pressure off. You can simply become a contributor to the creation that is already happening all around us all of the time. Create and be at peace.

Sincerely,
Wanaree


















Sunday, November 2, 2014

MetalClay Arts Conservatory

I'm pleased to introduce the first in the series of online classes from The MetalClay Arts Conservatory. This new cutting-edge format has given me a platform to include all the skills and techniques I've developed throughout my career.

Sincerely,
Wanaree







"Kinetic Bell Pendant" Fully articulated and musical, this project emphasizes dimensional design in metal clay, walking you though not only the clay process but how to design dimensionally as well.
Learn how to create a piece that's your own all the way from texture to patina.
Incorporating kinetic elements into metal clay: a fully articulated bell stem and swing bail.

Introduction ot kinetic connection in metal clay
with "Kinetic Earrings"

Learn to create your own unique designs.

"Let Your Work Become Music to the Ears"
An example of project possibilities from this Comprehensive Course. The Ringing Kinetic Bell Pendant and Kinetic Earrings combined with additional Bell Shaped Beads, custom clasp, and repurposed antique turquoise stone rondells.