I have this theory that if I post this picture here, I will be able to use the URL to post it elsewhere. It's a cheap idea but....let's see if it works.
Now that I see it though...the quality isn't there. :(
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Friday, January 01, 2010
VIDEO - Canadian Mountain Spirituality
CANADIAN MOUNTAIN SPIRITUALITY
Fourth Video Project
This is a video I made for a college presentation on Canadian Mountain Spirituality for my Contemporary Spirituality class. The emphasis on this presentation was a discussion of place and the effect it can have on the spiritual formation of one's life. My own life has been drastically shaped by the landscape of the Canadian Mountains and understanding them will help a person understand who I am. The point of this small video was to show with pictures what words could not say - that is the beauty and wonder of a landscape that will eternally etch itself onto the foundations of one's soul.
VIDEO - Ladies Ranch Trip
LADIES RANCH TRIP
Third Video Project
I made this video after a summer weekend I spent with my roomate at the time - Maria - and her friends at her family ranch. It was a really relaxing weekend with these ladies as we all just chilled with each other and with the horses. This video was a reminder to me of what a pleasant, wholesome weekend that I had with them.
VIDEO - LifeForce Office
LIFEFORCE OFFICE
Second Video Project
This is a video I made in memory of a volunteer job during the first year that I was in Calgary, in the winter of 2005. I ended up creating a filing system for the dramas of the missions organization that I had travelled with a year earlier. My best friend at the time, Nichole, joined me in the office to help out and we would often goof off together. One day we were cleaning out the back of the loading dock when we stumbled upon some boxes and bags fills with ugly old sweaters that were navy blue and had the letters T (for Toronto) and O (for Ottawa) on them and bright neon pink trucker caps. We were thrilled with our discovery and decided then and there to make a clothing company called TO (for Toronto and Ottawa) and we spent the rest of the day and week outfitting people around the office with bright neon pink trucker hats and taking pictures of them. Later I put all of these pictures together in an homage not only to my experience at the LifeForce office, but also to the relationship that Nichole and I shared at that time. She was the first really good friend that I've ever had.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
VIDEO - Summertime
The movies I make are really special to me: individual projects in their own right. When I make them, I am usually making them based on something that is important to me: usually an experience, but sometimes also a concept or a song, or something else close to my soul. These might not mean much to the casual observer, but I hope you enjoy them if you watch them!
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SUMMERTIME
First Video Project
This is a memory from the summer of 2005, right after I got off of LifeForce. It was probably the best summer of my life: I hung out a lot with friends, went hiking, travelled to the States with my family, went camping and boating on the lake and worked in an ice cream parlour. It was also a summer of expectation and waiting, because I knew that in the fall, God would embark me on a brand new journey that would lead to a new chapter in my life: which He did.
8. LF - Harvey
Eighth entry. Life Force Joural Entries Project.
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April 30, 2005 – Expanded on a Summary: Harvey, NB
The teachers were threatening to go on strike during our 2 week visit to Fredericton. This meant that no schools would take us in to perform our major presentation. We ended up spending a lot of the time discipling the church youth in after school programs that they could invite their unsaved friends to. Despite the roadblocks in the way for access into the public school system, a door was miraculously opened in a town about an hour away from Fredericton: Harvey, NB.
So we went to Harvey High and did an evening outreach here. We did our main play and a number of smaller skits as well. We also spent a lot of time hanging out with the kids beforehand. It was kind of fun just chilling with everyone, watching the skaters do their thing. That evening after the gospel presentation 6 people got saved. Several other kids gave their contact information, which we gave to the local church so they could be followed up on their confusion to the gospel message. [There were many more kids interested in what we had to say that evening, but didn’t want to take the step to get to know Christ. They still had lots of questions and we weren’t going to be around long enough to answer those. This is why we tried to connect them to the local church].
That evening I found myself wandering around as usual after the gospel presentation. Most of my team had found people who had raised their hands to accept Christ into their lives and were praying with them right then. There was no one left for me to pray with. Some of the local Christians came down and started congregating around us, obviously comfortable entering the LifeForce ‘Christian’ circle. For some reason I didn’t want to talk with them right then. My heart with still pounding with the earnesty of the gospel message that had just been shared and I suspected that there might be more unsaved kids around who would need my attention more than these socializing Christians. I prayed to God for guidance. Up until this point in the mission I was still very disappointed with my lack of ability to share the gospel out of my own initiative with anyone on the road. It’s a personal barrier I guess. Saying a quick prayer in my heart, I decided to take a quick exit outdoors where most of the youth who were not Christian or looking to become Christian had congregated.
After coming outside it didn’t take me long to see her. Sitting curled against the wall was a young lady with tears rolling down her cheeks. Praying to God that He would control the butterflies rolling around in my stomach I sat down and began to talk to her. She had heard the gospel message and was feeling very confused. I tried answering what questions I could but she still felt unsure about the whole thing. We talked for about ½ an hour and in the end I did manage to get the question out about whether she wanted to accept this thing. She didn’t. She was willing, however, to give me her contact information so I could pass it on to the local pastor. I walked away from that experience feeling like it was the most significant personal ministry I did the entire trip in terms of one-on-one evangelism.
[Later, after LifeForce, I was able to talk to one of the pastors who was with us during the course of our ministry in Harvey and Fredericton. He said that our team was one of the best that his church had ever hosted. The after-school ministry that we gave had really encouraged the youth group and brought about growth in their spiritual lives. There had been some bad feedback from our ministry in Harvey, however. Apparently some of the teachers who were there were not impressed with what they saw. What they saw was a team dashing out into the audience of teenagers and throwing candy at them, which only got the kids excited, only to come out 2 seconds later and tell the students to be quiet so they could share the gospel message. When I heard this I understood exactly the reservations the Harvey High School felt about hosting a LifeForce team again. We should have been more spiritually sensitive to the crowd and not have tried to buy them off with throwing sound-provoking candy one minute and telling them to be quiet the next. The gospel came off in that situation to those people as something that we were trying to sell in a hypocritical fashion].
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That's the last entry for this project - woohoo! I can't believe it took me 2 years to post 8 entries.
Even though it has been so long since I originally wrote the entries and attached them to the paper, I remember how much significance doing this project had for my life. When I had left the LifeForce experience, I found myself with a lot of questions, and a handful of bitterness. As I meditated on the journey, I found myself disagreeing with a lot of what we did, even with some of the basic principles of the program. Being able to interview the director's of the program and talk to people whom we had contact with, help me to see hope in all the futility. I began to realize that there was a point to it all. At the same time, the issues didn't completely disappear. The project helped to heal most my bitterness but not all of my skepticism. As I have continued to study at school and discover what I truly believe, I have learned that more than ever there are things that happened while on LifeForce that I don't agree with. At the same time, it was a wonderful and precious experience to my life, and it changed my life so much that I wouldn't be the person I am today without experiencing it. Undoubtedly I owe LifeForce a debt of personal gratitude for how it has affected my life.
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April 30, 2005 – Expanded on a Summary: Harvey, NB
The teachers were threatening to go on strike during our 2 week visit to Fredericton. This meant that no schools would take us in to perform our major presentation. We ended up spending a lot of the time discipling the church youth in after school programs that they could invite their unsaved friends to. Despite the roadblocks in the way for access into the public school system, a door was miraculously opened in a town about an hour away from Fredericton: Harvey, NB.
So we went to Harvey High and did an evening outreach here. We did our main play and a number of smaller skits as well. We also spent a lot of time hanging out with the kids beforehand. It was kind of fun just chilling with everyone, watching the skaters do their thing. That evening after the gospel presentation 6 people got saved. Several other kids gave their contact information, which we gave to the local church so they could be followed up on their confusion to the gospel message. [There were many more kids interested in what we had to say that evening, but didn’t want to take the step to get to know Christ. They still had lots of questions and we weren’t going to be around long enough to answer those. This is why we tried to connect them to the local church].
That evening I found myself wandering around as usual after the gospel presentation. Most of my team had found people who had raised their hands to accept Christ into their lives and were praying with them right then. There was no one left for me to pray with. Some of the local Christians came down and started congregating around us, obviously comfortable entering the LifeForce ‘Christian’ circle. For some reason I didn’t want to talk with them right then. My heart with still pounding with the earnesty of the gospel message that had just been shared and I suspected that there might be more unsaved kids around who would need my attention more than these socializing Christians. I prayed to God for guidance. Up until this point in the mission I was still very disappointed with my lack of ability to share the gospel out of my own initiative with anyone on the road. It’s a personal barrier I guess. Saying a quick prayer in my heart, I decided to take a quick exit outdoors where most of the youth who were not Christian or looking to become Christian had congregated.
After coming outside it didn’t take me long to see her. Sitting curled against the wall was a young lady with tears rolling down her cheeks. Praying to God that He would control the butterflies rolling around in my stomach I sat down and began to talk to her. She had heard the gospel message and was feeling very confused. I tried answering what questions I could but she still felt unsure about the whole thing. We talked for about ½ an hour and in the end I did manage to get the question out about whether she wanted to accept this thing. She didn’t. She was willing, however, to give me her contact information so I could pass it on to the local pastor. I walked away from that experience feeling like it was the most significant personal ministry I did the entire trip in terms of one-on-one evangelism.
[Later, after LifeForce, I was able to talk to one of the pastors who was with us during the course of our ministry in Harvey and Fredericton. He said that our team was one of the best that his church had ever hosted. The after-school ministry that we gave had really encouraged the youth group and brought about growth in their spiritual lives. There had been some bad feedback from our ministry in Harvey, however. Apparently some of the teachers who were there were not impressed with what they saw. What they saw was a team dashing out into the audience of teenagers and throwing candy at them, which only got the kids excited, only to come out 2 seconds later and tell the students to be quiet so they could share the gospel message. When I heard this I understood exactly the reservations the Harvey High School felt about hosting a LifeForce team again. We should have been more spiritually sensitive to the crowd and not have tried to buy them off with throwing sound-provoking candy one minute and telling them to be quiet the next. The gospel came off in that situation to those people as something that we were trying to sell in a hypocritical fashion].
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That's the last entry for this project - woohoo! I can't believe it took me 2 years to post 8 entries.
Even though it has been so long since I originally wrote the entries and attached them to the paper, I remember how much significance doing this project had for my life. When I had left the LifeForce experience, I found myself with a lot of questions, and a handful of bitterness. As I meditated on the journey, I found myself disagreeing with a lot of what we did, even with some of the basic principles of the program. Being able to interview the director's of the program and talk to people whom we had contact with, help me to see hope in all the futility. I began to realize that there was a point to it all. At the same time, the issues didn't completely disappear. The project helped to heal most my bitterness but not all of my skepticism. As I have continued to study at school and discover what I truly believe, I have learned that more than ever there are things that happened while on LifeForce that I don't agree with. At the same time, it was a wonderful and precious experience to my life, and it changed my life so much that I wouldn't be the person I am today without experiencing it. Undoubtedly I owe LifeForce a debt of personal gratitude for how it has affected my life.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Meditation - HIDDEN
The thing I love most about the picture I drew, is how she is so obviously hidden in plain sight. And yet, she is also so alone and shrouded in darkness. Even the writing on the wall is an oxymoron, announcing the hiddeness of the picture plainly for all to see.
When I was younger and played hide and go seek, I quickly learned that the best places to hide were the most obvious ones. Just as long as I was in the dark, any corner of the room would do.
This is how most people hide, I think.
I remember during some of the most darkest moments of my life, when I would be going about life as normal, and then suddenly be gripped by an unreasonable fear. I would flee to the closest empty room and sit there crouched in the darkness, shivering and crying in fear to God to save me. I remember being older, going to public school and hiding from the world in a forgotten corner of the library: hidden in plain sight, scared of people, of being discovered. And yet, what I wanted most was for someone to discover me, to embrace me, to wrap my soul in a warmth of light it had never truly known. In these older years the tears were felt more inside than outwards, also hidden and begging for love and acceptance.
When I drew this picture, I drew it thinking of the child who cried in the dark obvious and yet ignored and forgotten corners of existence. In many ways, this is also the most childish of drawings in the series - since I drew it in crayon. Yet, at the top written in little tiny letters that most people cannot see is a prayer. It is a prayer asking for what it hidden in this picture: hope.
I think most people know how to hide in plain sight. I look at this picture, at this meditation and know that I am not telling only my story. Whether it's a dark corner, a library cubicle, a computer, or a smile that someone is hiding behind, deep down we are all hiding something, and that something has to do with the desire to have "love embrace us" and "peace overtake us."
No one wants to be alone in the dark.
When I was younger and played hide and go seek, I quickly learned that the best places to hide were the most obvious ones. Just as long as I was in the dark, any corner of the room would do.
This is how most people hide, I think.
I remember during some of the most darkest moments of my life, when I would be going about life as normal, and then suddenly be gripped by an unreasonable fear. I would flee to the closest empty room and sit there crouched in the darkness, shivering and crying in fear to God to save me. I remember being older, going to public school and hiding from the world in a forgotten corner of the library: hidden in plain sight, scared of people, of being discovered. And yet, what I wanted most was for someone to discover me, to embrace me, to wrap my soul in a warmth of light it had never truly known. In these older years the tears were felt more inside than outwards, also hidden and begging for love and acceptance.
When I drew this picture, I drew it thinking of the child who cried in the dark obvious and yet ignored and forgotten corners of existence. In many ways, this is also the most childish of drawings in the series - since I drew it in crayon. Yet, at the top written in little tiny letters that most people cannot see is a prayer. It is a prayer asking for what it hidden in this picture: hope.
I think most people know how to hide in plain sight. I look at this picture, at this meditation and know that I am not telling only my story. Whether it's a dark corner, a library cubicle, a computer, or a smile that someone is hiding behind, deep down we are all hiding something, and that something has to do with the desire to have "love embrace us" and "peace overtake us."
No one wants to be alone in the dark.
Art - HIDDEN
HIDDEN
Third Entry - Soul Art Project
"Broken soul, hidden from the light. The strength I want is the strength I don't have. My will to fight is lost in tears. Whose love will embrace me? Whose peace will overtake me? I am alone in the dark. "
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Get those projects done!
This will be the fourth entry I post on here tonight. I'm trying to get the LifeForce entry done before I start more entries, and I have finally been able to continue with my soul art project! I finally figured out how I can get around the fact that my scanner isn't working by using my digital camera to copy these pictures onto my computer. So this means there will be more pictures and meditations posted in the future, although I will admit that I feel a little outdated doing the meditations now. I drew these pictures last summer during a time in my life that was very dark, lonely and broken. The pictures weren't about that time though. Last summer was just a reminder of darker, more lonely and more broken times in my life and that is what the pictures represent. So, forgive me, but to do meditations now will feel very superficial, but I still need to do them. I need to explain just a bit, even if it is only a hint, of how each picture reflects part of my soul. Please ask questions if you have any regarding the pictures.
I apologize for saying I was going to start an anime project and then not getting started on it right away. Life and laziness has gotten in the way. I still want to continue with it eventually but it may still take a while for me to get there.
I apologize for saying I was going to start an anime project and then not getting started on it right away. Life and laziness has gotten in the way. I still want to continue with it eventually but it may still take a while for me to get there.
Meditation - SOLITARE
The person in solitare is someone I'm very familiar with. The girl in the picture is me. I've walked her path of loneliness so many times. I've experiences the desolation of barren hills and desire for but one touch or glance to break through the emptiness. I'm sure this girl is other people too. Surely I'm not the only one to have ever felt alone.
Right now, though, looking at the girl I realize that I'm not her, at the moment at least. My life is full of people and life. Right now I'm in day. But not always. When I drew the picture I was in night and the night that I was in when I was drawing in wasn't nearly as black as the memory of the night I was drawing. It was a night that was truly empty; there were no friends to run to. There was only light - the light of hope, of God. But when a person is alone, God's light can feel very empty. No matter how bright God's presence is in a person's life, it doesn't erase the fact that the person is standing on a barren life hill with no one else in flesh to touch, or to cry with them.
The girl in solitare is absolute loneliness. It's desolation. Has she been abandoned, or has she chosen to walk that way? Maybe it's just the path of life, a path that leads over one rolling hill after the other.
It hurts to walk alone though. To make a journey alone. I remember once on LifeForce, during a time when all I wanted was to be alone that I went on a walk. It was in Newfoundland in the middle of winter and I walked down to the ocean. There I combed the frosted shore and picked up shells setting them up as a small shrine in the snow. Looking at my small collection I felt a pang of loneliness, for despite my desire for solitude, I had just made a journey and a discovery and I had no one to share it with. More than half of my life has felt like that. I'm constantly journeying somewhere - constantly pushing forward, but no one is joining me.
Why does the walk of life have to be so lonely? How many people are walking solitare? How can I help by being that voice - or touch?
(to see entry one, UNDONE, which was posted very long ago, please click on this link)
Right now, though, looking at the girl I realize that I'm not her, at the moment at least. My life is full of people and life. Right now I'm in day. But not always. When I drew the picture I was in night and the night that I was in when I was drawing in wasn't nearly as black as the memory of the night I was drawing. It was a night that was truly empty; there were no friends to run to. There was only light - the light of hope, of God. But when a person is alone, God's light can feel very empty. No matter how bright God's presence is in a person's life, it doesn't erase the fact that the person is standing on a barren life hill with no one else in flesh to touch, or to cry with them.
The girl in solitare is absolute loneliness. It's desolation. Has she been abandoned, or has she chosen to walk that way? Maybe it's just the path of life, a path that leads over one rolling hill after the other.
It hurts to walk alone though. To make a journey alone. I remember once on LifeForce, during a time when all I wanted was to be alone that I went on a walk. It was in Newfoundland in the middle of winter and I walked down to the ocean. There I combed the frosted shore and picked up shells setting them up as a small shrine in the snow. Looking at my small collection I felt a pang of loneliness, for despite my desire for solitude, I had just made a journey and a discovery and I had no one to share it with. More than half of my life has felt like that. I'm constantly journeying somewhere - constantly pushing forward, but no one is joining me.
Why does the walk of life have to be so lonely? How many people are walking solitare? How can I help by being that voice - or touch?
(to see entry one, UNDONE, which was posted very long ago, please click on this link)
Art - SOLITARE
SOLITARE
Second Entry - Soul Art Project.
"Here I am. I walk alone. Only emptiness and light. Noble soul, stumbling forwards, the moon only as a guide. Silence consumes as the barren hills listen. I cry for a touch - for a voice."
7. LF - New Glasgow
Entry Seven. LifeForce Journal Entries Project.
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April 10, 2005 – Big Event Night in New Glasgow, NS
Friday was our big presentation night. We spent a portion of our afternoon spiritually preparing ourselves. Set-up started after supper. One of my jobs was to go around and record damages for the janitor so we wouldn’t get charged for any of them… We performed “How Cool are You?” this night which Joel spoke after and then “Walking Wounded” to which the pastor gave a brief gospel message. Jane later told me that one of the girls she talked to after accepted Christ into her heart. I wish I had the ease Jane does in sharing the gospel personally with other people and leading them to Christ. The night closed off well. The janitor was so happy with the state we left the school that he wanted us back every night. A number of the first-time kids said they’d come back to the youth event happening later this month. [We would be gone by then, so it would be up to the pastor to follow up on these youth].
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April 10, 2005 – Big Event Night in New Glasgow, NS
Friday was our big presentation night. We spent a portion of our afternoon spiritually preparing ourselves. Set-up started after supper. One of my jobs was to go around and record damages for the janitor so we wouldn’t get charged for any of them… We performed “How Cool are You?” this night which Joel spoke after and then “Walking Wounded” to which the pastor gave a brief gospel message. Jane later told me that one of the girls she talked to after accepted Christ into her heart. I wish I had the ease Jane does in sharing the gospel personally with other people and leading them to Christ. The night closed off well. The janitor was so happy with the state we left the school that he wanted us back every night. A number of the first-time kids said they’d come back to the youth event happening later this month. [We would be gone by then, so it would be up to the pastor to follow up on these youth].
Thursday, July 05, 2007
6. LF- Port Saunders
Sixth entry. LifeForce Journal Entries Project.
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March 22, 2005 – Sharing the Gospel in Port Saunders, NL
I did awful lot if Bible reading that week. Actually that past Saturday I had added another element to my Bible reading: the story of the death and resurrection of Jesus. I read it for 12 days over and over again and just found myself astounded with how much Jesus went through for us and how much everyone hated Him and didn’t respect God in Him, even after the resurrection… With all my reading, memorization and prayer I was at such a peace this week….
Thursday night was a hang-out night at the school. Despite the huge hockey tournament happening in town the turnout at the school was amazing. Instead of teaching drama, as was our original intention, Joel broke down [taught] break dancing… After break dancing we did a small drama program at the end having me sharing both my testimony AND the gospel message for the first time on the road. Because of my repetition of the death and resurrection in my own devotions I found my mind reliving the whole thing yet again as I shared it. Late I was told that I did a good job and that the message was really clear. I’m beginning to enjoy getting told last minute that I’m speaking because then when it happens and I do a good job I really can’t take any credit but attest it to God’s grace and faithfulness.
Friday night was our closing rally. This night we shared the gospel again closing up with an altar call. Thirteen girls came forward to accept Christ. When I took 5 of the girls aside to talk about their decisions my fear of the sheep syndrome was almost confirmed when all they wanted to do was giggle about guys. I don’t know what went on in their hearts though. After hearing from some of the local Christians about other attempts to reach these girls I’m beginning to think that perhaps there was hope. [Apparently a ministry had been going on in the local youth group for a while and this was the first time these girls had ever responded to anything like this].
[I was able to talk to some of these girls over MSN after LifeForce finished. Curious about what their decision to accept Christ in their life meant to them I asked them about it. The response I got was “It’s good, I guess.” The girls still didn’t seem to have much concept of their decision; there was no life-changing moment in it. Although they had fun with us as a team and responded to our altar call, I can’t help but feel like they were responding to us and not to God. Somehow He needs to become the center again and I wish my team had been better at placing Him there].
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March 22, 2005 – Sharing the Gospel in Port Saunders, NL
I did awful lot if Bible reading that week. Actually that past Saturday I had added another element to my Bible reading: the story of the death and resurrection of Jesus. I read it for 12 days over and over again and just found myself astounded with how much Jesus went through for us and how much everyone hated Him and didn’t respect God in Him, even after the resurrection… With all my reading, memorization and prayer I was at such a peace this week….
Thursday night was a hang-out night at the school. Despite the huge hockey tournament happening in town the turnout at the school was amazing. Instead of teaching drama, as was our original intention, Joel broke down [taught] break dancing… After break dancing we did a small drama program at the end having me sharing both my testimony AND the gospel message for the first time on the road. Because of my repetition of the death and resurrection in my own devotions I found my mind reliving the whole thing yet again as I shared it. Late I was told that I did a good job and that the message was really clear. I’m beginning to enjoy getting told last minute that I’m speaking because then when it happens and I do a good job I really can’t take any credit but attest it to God’s grace and faithfulness.
Friday night was our closing rally. This night we shared the gospel again closing up with an altar call. Thirteen girls came forward to accept Christ. When I took 5 of the girls aside to talk about their decisions my fear of the sheep syndrome was almost confirmed when all they wanted to do was giggle about guys. I don’t know what went on in their hearts though. After hearing from some of the local Christians about other attempts to reach these girls I’m beginning to think that perhaps there was hope. [Apparently a ministry had been going on in the local youth group for a while and this was the first time these girls had ever responded to anything like this].
[I was able to talk to some of these girls over MSN after LifeForce finished. Curious about what their decision to accept Christ in their life meant to them I asked them about it. The response I got was “It’s good, I guess.” The girls still didn’t seem to have much concept of their decision; there was no life-changing moment in it. Although they had fun with us as a team and responded to our altar call, I can’t help but feel like they were responding to us and not to God. Somehow He needs to become the center again and I wish my team had been better at placing Him there].
Introduction to anime project.
Update: Anime Project cancelled. I didn't have enough righting to go along with all my watching.
I've finally decided on a new project! But...it will have some serious repercussions. Because of the nature of a soul project it was inevitable for this to happen. In short the content of this next project will have me restricting this journal to invited friends only. Some of the stuff that I will be writing about is just to personal and precious to me to risk it on the public. Before now I was sharing parts of my soul that had already been resolved or that I was comfortable showing. This next project will not be like that.
In the past little while I have found myself immersed in tv series called anime. For those who don't know, anime is a Japenese form of animation that has become its own unique art form. It's really steeped heavily in Japanese culture which can often be at odds with traditional North American culture, thus if anyone chooses to watch the episodes that I will link reference too, be prepared for a bit of a culture shock. I enjoy anime though. Lately it has really been getting me to think deeply about some aspects of my life. After writing a couple of personal responses I have decided to make a soul project out of it and continue with my personal responses on this blog. I don't know how long this project will be, but for now it has begun.
Hopefully my first post will be up in the next couple of days.
I will be continuing my LifeFORCE project too, until it is done.
I've finally decided on a new project! But...it will have some serious repercussions. Because of the nature of a soul project it was inevitable for this to happen. In short the content of this next project will have me restricting this journal to invited friends only. Some of the stuff that I will be writing about is just to personal and precious to me to risk it on the public. Before now I was sharing parts of my soul that had already been resolved or that I was comfortable showing. This next project will not be like that.
In the past little while I have found myself immersed in tv series called anime. For those who don't know, anime is a Japenese form of animation that has become its own unique art form. It's really steeped heavily in Japanese culture which can often be at odds with traditional North American culture, thus if anyone chooses to watch the episodes that I will link reference too, be prepared for a bit of a culture shock. I enjoy anime though. Lately it has really been getting me to think deeply about some aspects of my life. After writing a couple of personal responses I have decided to make a soul project out of it and continue with my personal responses on this blog. I don't know how long this project will be, but for now it has begun.
Hopefully my first post will be up in the next couple of days.
I will be continuing my LifeFORCE project too, until it is done.
Friday, June 22, 2007
Blog Purpose Statement
After a little bit of thinking I have decided to give this blogspot journal purpose. I know I have a million other online blogs (only 4 more, but who's counting?), but they each have a purpose, or at least they all did but this one. I don't even have to start from scratch though to give this journal purpose, I can build on what I have. This is NOW officially my PROJECT JOURNAL. I'm currently in the middle of posting a series of 8 journal entries from when I was travelling across Canada with my team and it's called my "LifeForce Journal Entries Project" I typed and edited those entries for a school project and thought that it would be nice to post them to let them get some extra mileage.
Another project that I'm going to officially name is regarding a picture I posted on this journal a long time ago. It was a piece of art I drew from my soul depicting a young girl in complete anguish on a high tower. Since that time I have drawn more pictures in a series of this girl, each with a different medium (one is pen, another pencil crayon, another crayon, another a mixture of everything). I only have one picture left to draw to finish the series (in pencil), but I haven't been moved spiritually to do it yet. Each picture though is a snapshot of my soul as it is and has been. Hence I will continue to scan and post this series of pictures and call it my Soul Art Project.
I know no one reads this journal. There has been no reason to in the past. Maybe now there will be.
Another project that I'm going to officially name is regarding a picture I posted on this journal a long time ago. It was a piece of art I drew from my soul depicting a young girl in complete anguish on a high tower. Since that time I have drawn more pictures in a series of this girl, each with a different medium (one is pen, another pencil crayon, another crayon, another a mixture of everything). I only have one picture left to draw to finish the series (in pencil), but I haven't been moved spiritually to do it yet. Each picture though is a snapshot of my soul as it is and has been. Hence I will continue to scan and post this series of pictures and call it my Soul Art Project.
I know no one reads this journal. There has been no reason to in the past. Maybe now there will be.
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