Amused by A Muse

Welcome to my blog!  I'm so excited that I have found myself and that you have also found me.  It's good to know, I am not alone on this journey of DIYs.  (And it's not just about Doing It Yourself.)  It's about the stories behind the DIYs and about trekking across the vast, expanding interverse (internet universe).  Sometimes I will stop to mediate and other times we will run appropriately.  I'm not so good at dancing, but if you want to teach me 2 steps, you can after we seesaw on a camel's back.  Come on, let's go, time is patiently waiting and I don't want to grow too old. 


When I created my first online magazine entry on my sugarloot.com page, I began with the words to inspire through a self-created random act of kindness week.  A random act of kindness is something so inspiring in itself in that we could essentially change the world with one simple act.  So when it came time to start this blog, I wanted to push it more.  And what I came up with was nothing, absolute nothing but the desire to create with no inspiration to get my fingers moving across this keyboard.  Then in a series of fortunate events, I come to realize that my long wait for a muse was over. 

In my drawing class we are reading The Undressed Art: Why We Draw by Peter Steinhart.  In  Chapter 9, appropriately titled, "Waiting for a Muse," Steinhart concludes that there is really no such thing as a muse, an artist simply draws and continues to draw and the art will work itself out.  As someone who uses muses to create works, I found myself not on the same line as him. 

While it may be true that others simply keep working to create something, I have often found myself in the zone when I have a muse.  Having taken long hiatus from drawing, I realize what I missed was a muse.  A muse to inspire my best works, where I could just watch myself creating something profound whether it be writing or another form of art. 

I once read a book about monologues, a subject I never even thought much about. Shortly after, there is ease in watching the muse takeover my hand and seeing how a blank page becomes a 3 minute monologue.  I have no real clue what I am doing until it's done.  Then I step back and my analytical brain takes over; a lady whose best friend is cheating on her.  But in this monologue, the clues, if you listen carefully, you realize something else is amiss.  How brilliant to step aside, and allow the muse to takeover!  Surely in my own writings I could never write as good of a piece even though I am all about themes and trying to understand how stories and art echoes tone. 

Of course it doesn't always end perfectly. There is still revisions to be done in my part.  But the good bone, it's all there.  In anything beautiful, good bones makes for greatness.  Take a look at Twilight  written by Stephanie Meyer. Did a muse not visit her in a dream and feverously allow her to create one of the best selling modern teen romance series?  I am sold on a muse.

 

That said, my thank you gift to my drawing class for bringing me inspirations was a bunch of sweet cupcakes.  The highlight of them were my Muddy Delight Cupcake Cones made with chocolate pudding inside.  In my culture we often give thanks through food.  Cupcakes in class, someone was convinced there was a birthday.  I just smiled.  Isn't the birth of a muse worth celebrating? It's enough for me to keep typing on my keyboard because now, now I know that the journey has begun.

Click here for the instructables on the Muddy Cupcake Delight Cupcake Cone.