HeyJaredThe Artist In Me Is Dead
Writing small stories about life and podcast conversations tracing and exploring the ebbs and flows of creativity with inspiring guests.
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Intentions (opens the original)
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One of the beautiful parts of this time at Everwood Farmstead is the way in which you are hosted and cared for as an artist. It starts before your arrival. You receive a thoughtful welcome folder that includes not only logistics, but also a list of things you can expect onsite. Most importantly, however, is an invitation to set an intention by writing it on provided paper and sealing it within the given envelope. I was so excited to write the most perfect intention and to do so many months befor
The Full Canopy (opens the original)
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Close Talker (opens the original)
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A little causerie from Everwood tonight: I spent the day writing and writing for the second edition of my book. I skipped my daily walk around the farmstead (regrettably) because I was so close to wrapping up the writing on my final to-do list of this work. With that said, I am thrilled that I finished all of the primary writing today! The feelings of relief, joy, and satisfaction rested on my shoulders as I checked and double-checked my to-do list. I am still in awe of the pace of working here.
The Shape of Time (opens the original)
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I am 48 hours into my artist retreat week and already I find myself trying to describe what makes this time and space not only so important, but to also shape more specific words to describe what I can and am doing here that I wouldn’t and don’t do when home.I made a list of sorts yesterday of all that I did in the day, only to fall asleep thinking oh wait, I forgot I also did this…and this…ecetera.But today what is coming forth is that I can move at a steady pace whereas at home there are times
Moving at the pace of creativity (opens the original)
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I have the day to stand in peaceto observe, to be observedto breatheto feel easeto look into the stackable landscape outstretched like a nineteenth century atmospheric masterpiece -and hear wind moving aboveand feel it smoothing past my skinwith rust crested oaks and golden fluttering maplesthe equilibrium of the day,of the season,visible before me.The details of this place, Everwood Farmstead, have captured me today. From the repetition of silo wiring to moss encircling
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