#035: Waiting for art

A blank canvas.

Or an empty gallery.  Or an empty space on a gallery wall.

#034: Waiting for the art of the play

A table with two chairs.  On the table is a chess set, clock, notation notebook and pencils all neatly arranged and set up ready to play.

#033: Musical feels in your own space and time (Let music rouse, stir and move you!)

Sit, just sit, maybe with your head on your knee, and put on a song, maybe THE song, or a piece of music, maybe THE piece of music, that makes you feel the most, tingle the most.  Close your eyes and listen as it stirs you inside, sets your hairs on end, gives you chills, brings tears to your eyes, a smile to your lips... let it rouse, stir and move you!  Lift yourself away for a few minutes, live outside the world and yourself.  Just your mind and your music.  

#032: Silence where no sound is made (Does Silence Exist? IV)

A blank piece of wall in an art gallery.

(Or, equally, a blank page in a book or an empty museum case, etc...).

#031: Self-portrait VI: Doorways

The doorways of your life positioned around an exhibition with short explanations as to their importance.  

They could be your bedroom door(s) growing up, dorm or hotel or caravan doors from holidays, doors to particular rooms at school, cabin doors, car doors, front doors, back doors, side doors, garage doors, shed doors, attic doors, hatches, trap doors...  

Anything of significance to you.

#030: Lightbulbs

A gallery with blank walls.  Around the room are many bean bags and other comfortable chairs.  In the middle of the room is a long table full of pots with pens in and sticky notes in boxes.  Several copies of the following instructions are fixed to the table:

“Sit down and have a think.  Imagine.  Invent.  Have an idea.

Write the idea down on as many sticky notes as you need and then stick those on the walls.

If you need some inspiration, before or after, read what people have written before.

Go home.  

Keep thinking.  Keep imagining.  Keep inventing.  Keep having ideas.

“He [John Lennon] once said that it’s an artist’s job to imagine … because that’s where new ideas come from.””

Further signs on the table ask for the return of the pens and there are separate bins underneath for old pens and discarded sticky notes.

#029: Self-portrait IV

An old diary, calendar or other record of what you did for a period of time.