Has Life Pasteurized You?

Lots of folks are trying to improve themselves and their worlds.  But does it work?  If you are trying to improve the you that isn’t you, what will you get?  A better false self?

If you know, you are different, and you somehow don’t fit with the herd…Congratulations!  But if you have been plodding along with the herd…now’s the time to set your sights higher.  YOU deserve it.  The real YOU wants it — NOW!

So give some thought to opening up, to a larger YOU emerging – the real YOU  and don’t care what other’s think.  If they’re stuck in the herd, they’re probably high on methane gas!

In celebration of YOU getting out of your rut this year and into a new adventure; I give YOU this poem to read.  Let me know if any of this makes sense to YOU.

YOU

When you’re completely at home in your own skin
The folks who walk at your side
Will say something about you is different…
Well, it’s the parts you never could hide!
The one’s that embarrassed but coaxed you
From the ruts of the Human Race
Now you walk your own trail without hurry
Or half-steps afraid of the pace.
Yeah, you’re livin’ your world…and it’s like you!
It ain’t always a comfortable shoe
But you’re on to walk what you’re showin’
‘Cause Life hasn’t pasteurized you.
© Katie Kidwell, 1997 from the book:  “Well Hell”

© K. Kidwell, 2015, True to You Blog (no longer online)
©Katie Kidwell, 2019, The Living Of Loving
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Lullaby

In 1976, while I was living in North Vancouver, I wrote “Lullaby”.  I composed it just before I went on the road working as a folk-singer for Whitefoot Entertainments.

So before the travel, the crowds and playing the Top 40, I wrote what I was fascinated with in music. The idea you could sing a note out to nature and nature would take the note out to the universe and back. I still believe in this.

Lullaby ©Katie Kidwell, 1976 SOCAN

Lullaby

Now when I see a crow fly
I sing out a lullaby
On his wings, the notes will fly
Lullaby – Lullaby

Crow played it for the forest gate
Said the trees:  “It’s not too late”
Softly the trees began to sigh
Lullaby – Lullaby

Water whispered to the air:
“Lullaby is very fair”
Youth like the stars heard earth reply
Lullaby – Lullaby

Returns the night, the black crow free
Hushing forest melodies
Remember the crow to those who fly
Lullaby – Lullaby
©Katie Kidwell, 1976 SOCAN

Lullaby was part of my 2017 Parkside Art Gallery Show. The album for this show also titled: “The Little Birds That Fly” can be listened to here at Soundcloud.

Let me know if you have any thoughts on this or experience you would like to share.

©Katie Kidwell, The Living Of Loving, 2019
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Emily Carr

 

“When the forest plays with the lake” w.c.©Katie Kidwell, GWJ Creative Art

 

Sometime in my 40’s I discovered Emily Carr’s writings.  Oh how I grieved!  If only I had known about her books in high school…As much as I loved reading Steinbeck and Hemingway, I would have benefitted more with Emily’s words.

Emily was an artist, a gardener, an animal caretaker of all kinds and mostly unpopular in her time.  Later on she camped in her “Elephant” and painted.  This is where I have joined her.  I too camp and paint.

As much as I love her paintings…
I love her writings more!

She had an honest way of describing how she feels and what she longs for in her art.  Through the lens of her day to day world, her books have much to teach a creative person.

I hope by now you are thinking, “I better check this out.”  Do a google search for Emily Carr and you won’t be disappointed.

This winter in Value Village I found a “new” book of hers.

“Emily Carr and her Dogs” .  Apparently she made a calendar, one year, from the point of view of her sheepdog “Billie”.  If you’ve never seen a Emily Carr drawing in caricature – as I hadn’t – you should.

As with “Wildflowers”, once again, the B.C. archives have pulled another gem out of their vast collection of Emily Carr’s personal belongings.  They have  been the best “relative” she could have had and all to our benefit.

My art teacher at Emily Carr School of Art, in Vancouver, B.C, asked us to study other artists and determine who we would like to have a cup of coffee with.  Who would we like to have a conversation with?  Well, coffee or tea…my choice is crystal clear…

©Katie Kidwell, The Living Of Loving, 2019
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On Spring Break – A poem & A painting

In celebration of “Spring Break” happening in this part of the world, I am posting a seasonal poem.  I might add I wrote this poem when I was a spring chicken!

As you know, now is the time for seeds to be planted.  So wherever you are in the world – grow your love and spring into Life!

On a side note:  I will be away from my blog for the next three weeks, back April 8th.

The Poem

A FLOWER SEED REVEALING LIFE THAT DWELLS WITHIN

A flower seed
lies in the ground
and upon Heaven’s
pattering sound,
lifts open husky gates of Praise,
for the Life that dwells within.

Upward winding
through Mother Earth,
which gives it substance
gives it birth,
up to Father Light in the sky,
calling Life that dwells within.

Slowly peeping
through the soil,
spreading new arms in
happy toil –
it meets Air; the second birth
for the Life that dwells within.

Now meeting Day
it meets the one,
Who called it up? –
The yellow Sun;
warming soil, shinning Bliss,
helping Life that dwells within.

Then young tight leaves
are held at ease,
the little one
grows up in Peace;
knowing Garden all around
thanking Life that dwells within.

A nodding head, –
clean as the Dove,
the little seed with
its Natured Love,
gives Blossom perfect for the stem,
revealing Life that dwells within.

©Katie Kidwell, 1973
Previously published:  Northern Light, 1975

The Painting

“Waves To Go” w.c. study
©Katie, GWJ Creative Art

©Katie Kidwell, The Living Of Loving, 2019
GWJ Creative Art

Right Now

Dear Reader:

right now I am missing painting on location.  There is still too much snow and last week the temperatures dipped to minus 27.  So I am posting “Island In The Sun” in memory of a warm day and sunshine!

Paintings done on location come with lots of memories.   In this case it was 2012 and a few months before my mother would pass away in a care home.  I was exhausted and this trip to Howard and to paint was medicine for me.

Island In The Sun w.c.

I  cared for my mother for 4 years after her stroke while she was in a facility.  She was able to talk and to write and recall her life.  However she had lost the use of the left side of her body.  She needed so much help and assistance.  I learned how to use the lift and filled in the many blanks left by our senior care system.  We had a great time together and as one of my mentors she continued to teach me.

So like I said.  Painting on location and the paintings that come out of these trips are memories of the road travelled at the time.

Right now I am looking at expanding on my current art theme which is “The Expression Of Life”.  I am planning a series of quick conte sketch’s capturing the essence of the expression.  Pictures like Apache.  Wish me well and I hope to hear from you.  Has it been a long winter in your neck of the woods?

Apache/Owl Head Dress ©GWJ Creative Art

©Katie Kidwell, The Living of Loving, 2019
GWJ Creative Art

An Artists Prayer

The Story

Recently I was directed to:
 “Write an Artist’s Prayer and put it on your blog”.
I have since put it on the bar of my blog and on social media sites.  People have loved and shared it.

As an Artist we are often given what Julia Cameron calls “our marching orders”.  Have you had this experience too?

Here done up in “Canva”  (a great tool for artists) is what I wrote as “An Artists Prayer”.

 

©Katie Kidwell, The Living Of Loving, 2019
GWJ Creative Art

 

I Love Howard Lake

 

Katie @Howard Lake/painting
I love Howard Lake.  It is off the grid and there are no lights around the lake.
 
I put some of my father’s ashes on the lake there and later as I was to get out of the boat I mysteriously fell in…
 
You should know, I have received visitors there. The likes of Jonathan Livingston Seagull and for my friends who often listen to the earth…I once heard it there. I am afraid to describe it as I have yet to talk to them about what they heard…
Jonathan @ Howard
The fishing is great. Except the last fish I caught at Howard played dead and I’ve yet to figure out the significance of this. I let it go, at which point it came to life. Like I said, I Love Howard Lake!

Water Colour Paintings from Howard Lake

The Rhythm of Howard Lake #2
The Rhythm Of Howard Lake
The Spirit Of Howard Lake
Oneness

In the picture above “Oneness”, depending on your browser you may see an “orb”.  I did not put it there.  It showed up after drying on the back of the couch and while I was cooking supper in our motor home.  I have seen orbs in photo’s.  I did not expect to see one in a painting!

Do you have a favourite place to paint?   Here’s to your adventure painting!

©Katie Kidwell, 2018
GWJ Creative Art 

World Singing Love

“Spirit Of Song” w.c. by Katie
Several years ago I created a web site with an invitation for the world. I called it: World Singing Love. How it works is simple.
Everyone sings the chorus. The chorus is one world. That’s right, LOVE.  The music you can click on is easy to learn and the words are right there if you want to learn the verses! 
 
The recipe for how the magic works is on the web site so I won’t repeat it here. Find out for yourself what it is. Here’s the link: 

Web Site for World Singing Love

Be in the spirit of song and let me know if the magic shows up for you and your loved ones.
©Katie Kidwell, The Living Of Loving

Katie Sings Mother Goose

© “Four Leaf Clover” Art by Wendy Liddle from my book of Cowgirl Poetry

In Vancouver, British Columbia

In the 70’s I helped the “play therapists” in what was then the kids ward  of the Vancouver General.   Before the Children’s Hospital was built.  I brought my guitar and voice and played to the kids of all ages in all conditions.  It was heart touching and memorable.  For the young teens I played what was on the radio!

Looking back at the Mother who grabbed me and wanted me to know that her baby hadn’t slept for days….but fell asleep while I was singing!  I am reminded of another time on the ranch…when I created my nursery collage and songs and recorded them to play in a bedroom without me!  It worked too!  Maybe better because I wasn’t present to stimulate.

So I created a web site where people could go and play my recording if they needed a voice in the room for their little ones to fall asleep to.

You might surprise yourself at how many of these tunes and rhymes you already know!

Here are the Mother Goose Rhymes I recorded.

Did you notice how I changed the “Old Woman In A Shoe”?

Here are the nursery songs I recorded as a collage.

Katie sings Mother Goose has its own website. Hear the continuous loop of rhyme and song at this site and see if it helps to put your little one into happy sleep!

Let me know how it goes…

©Katie Kidwell, 2019 The Living Of Loving
©GWJ Creative Art

Testing…Testing…

I moved to Vancouver when I was 19

A high school graduate with shorthand, accounting and typing. I had always worked after school and during summers so I expected to find a great job with all my references! Excited to move away from the little cow town!

On one of my job interviews…

In downtown Vancouver I was applying for a receptionist position.  This was a company leading the way for other company’s on: “How to hire the right people for your business.”  Now I don’t remember their name.  But I do remember their office was full of packages,  pamphlets and signs for “industrial psychology.”  Something I had never heard of. They were very busy.

The test would take three hours…

I was informed at my interview I would have to undergo the testing they were teaching other company’s.  If I wanted to come back after lunch they would have the test ready and it would take 3 hours. I had a folded newspaper in my purse with the days job opportunities. I wondered if I wanted to give up most of my day to one application.


I thought about it…. 

Then I realized – Heh!  People pay big money for this and I get to do it for free.  So I came back and sat down to a stack of papers. Most of the questions were multiple choice.  When I finished – yes it was 3 hours – I went to their waiting room.  In time I was called in.

And the results of the test are…


The man behind the desk looked at me with what appeared to be a mixture of kindness and sadness.  Holding the papers in front of him he shook his head several times and then he apologized.

 

“I’m so sorry…I don’t know what to tell you. What you should do…”

You have the highest marks I have ever seen for someone in the field of writing…with music second and art third!”

He looked at me as if I should say something. I sat stunned. He continued.  “I don’t have a clue on what to advise you…maybe…(and at this he really sounded doubtful)…more schooling?” Then he really perked up: “I can tell you would never be the right applicant for an office job!”

And this was just a receptionists job… 

So I had wasted a whole day.  One part of me agreed with him.  I did love writing, music and art, BUT I had already proven myself out working in office jobs I had references for.  I had all my high school training!  I could do short hand!  And this was just a receptionists job…I kept these thoughts to myself.  I thanked him and walked out.

I like to think I went for a nice coffee…  

Today, I haven’t forgotten the atmosphere of his office, his look and his words.  I wish now I had looked deeper at what he told me.

I became Secretary to the highest paid scientist in forestry…

 
I did work in Vancouver in temp positions moving in and out of many office buildings.  In the course I learned dictaphone and telex machines and zerox. I became secretary to the highest paid research scientist in forestry in Canada at that time.  A two year hiring on Russian research called “Muka”. But in the end I became sick with agoraphobia.
 
Eventually  I became a folksinger and a multi-media artist.  My ability to juggle the work on the ranch gave me what most ranch women get. Expert ability to handle logistics. This meant I could organize shows with successful outcomes and I did!  My typing has been invaluable and I still love short hand.  But everyday I’m faced with the same dilemma my “tester” had.

 I still don’t know what to tell myself about the writing, the music and the art.

 Oh well.  All’s well that ends well.

 I hope it does.
 
© Kathy Kidwell, 2015  True to You (no longer on-line)
©The Living of Loving, 2018