A little story of a mundane initiation: aborted.
Lol. So you may be aware of the project I’ve been tinkering on for a bit now … making art, figuring out print production and packaging etc ...
[That’s going well btw, you can read more about it if you like over on Dbay Locals also on my FB timeline]
In the process of that I’ve ordered in some plain black photo wall type frames and started hanging some of the prints in my studio.
Interesting side notice maybe - this is the first time I’ve ever had any interest in hanging my own art. Though there is one silkscreen of an eye that I do think makes that an untrue absolute. Made in 9th or 10th grade. It’s probably around here in a portfolio somewhere 🤔 with all the other art that never got framed 😜
Anyway, so I’ve framed a few prints over the last week or so and gotten them hung “just so” and I go get John to come see them (oops! 😅)
He comes out of his shop (cave) without any resistance. And he’s digging the pair in the first photo.
But when we get to the single one in the second photo … it’s the beginning of the end of our visit.
Here’s why - I happen to love that photo. Every time he sees it all he wants to talk about is how it can be fixed 😂
“it’s a shame it has that shadow” (the shadow is part of what I love about it)
And get this -
He’s got Hope motivation yo!
And something about that picture sends him right the slap into transference 👀🤭 - all he wants to do is offer uninvited commentary about ways it could be “fixed”.
Every. Single. Time.
And his undefined head takes over and starts spewing possibilities (my View not his - his is Power) and he literally cannot shut up! 🤦🏻♀️
It’s so wild to watch. Even the “yeah but I love it already” couple attempts did not compute. 😜
So, a couple minutes later, he was invited out, “okay time to go”
Any bitterness (there wasn’t really any ‘cause I have no qualms telling him to leave … and we laugh in the process) … but any bitterness would have been completely down to the moment of “come look and see what I did” initiation on my part.
I also didn’t ask a yes/no for his sacral - I just called him out 😄
He’d have seen them eventually - or not 🙃😅
As soon as it was clear it was only going to deteriorate from there (his energy was not available for it in any productive way - he literally couldn’t stop the train of open head bla bla once he got rolling 😅), my authority with the assistance of my 3rd line was like “abort abort abort!”
Without awareness … what a disaster our evenings could have become 🤓