Corporal versus Cerebral Temptations

Come in, sit down, have a cup of tea. I want to tell you a story.

Truly, I tell you, I’ve been absconded by fairies this past three days, and taken on a fanciful journey. My body aches with fatigue, my head spins, my spirit soars, and my feet have not yet returned to the ground.

2Yesterday I felt I could not write a blogpost, I had nothing to say, I was bored with blogging, I did not care. But I realize that yesterday I was still in thrall, and only today am I able to tell you about it. But quickly before I fall asleep.

ARTIST STUDIOS

This past weekend brought yet another expression of the boundless creativity and rich cultural life that this small, rural island community contains – namely the annual Denman Island Artists Studio Tour. While there are more artists per capital on this small island than just about anywhere else in the country, just twenty or so are featured each year on the tour, and of these I spent part of the weekend visiting but a few.

While there are many talented painters, photographers, potters, sculptors, metal artists and quilters, etc. here, there are just two or three artists who’s medium and offerings stirred my soul and that I want to share with you. Firstly, Studio Angelika, where Angelika Saunders creates “mixed media collage with hand-made papers” as well as sculptural objects and handmade boxes, in a beautiful seaside cottage setting, using a variety of natural and found materials and objects was a revelation.

MAGICAL MIXED MEDIA

CYNTHIA MINDEN IMG_1451-4Angelika’s creativity is boundless, and her sensitivity to colour, texture and composition truly inspiring. On my own artistic journey, I have always been particularly drawn to mixed-media collage and assemblage sculpture.

In Angelika’s hands, fibres and scraps of nature that common mortals would walk past, such as dry twigs and the lacy skeletal remains of leaves, feathers, sea shells, stones and bits of rusty metal, become gems that find their way into her skillful compositions. She generously and enthusiastically demonstrated her paper-making technique when I expressed a particular interest, and I can hardly wait to get my hands on some tools and materials to try my hand at this fascinating craft, not to mention all the things one can do with the paper.

SPIRITUAL PLACE-MAKING

The second studio tour that moved me was Dragonfly Knoll Gallery, home of John Tallerino and Marc Randall who engage, respectively, in assemblage shrines and hand-made books. You’ll soon see the connection.

1 A at 6 highThe entire atmosphere at Dragonfly Knoll is serene and magical. These two spiritual gentlemen have created an entire world around their lovingly hand built home using recycled heritage windows and doors, romantic dormers, embracing porch upheld by gnarled tree trunks, a garden filled with insightfully placed shrines and objects of beauty and spirituality, from gongs made of rusted iron to wire, mesh and glass dragons in flight, to clockwork Steampunk-inspired chicken sculpture. Their studio, made up of several charming”rooms” along this corridor (my old architecture prof Brian MacKay-Lyons would have loved it), was one of the most comfortable, inspiring spaces I’ve ever felt. While I love John’s shrines, I fell in love even more with the place, made up of all these bits of evidence of the mindful, centred and inspired way that John and Marc live. It was Hobbit-like, in some ways, and a place I could imagine easily spending three hundred years, with never a moment bored or restless.

I was also very moved by Marc’s lovingly hand crafted books, with their hand-made papers (see the pattern?), whimsical embossed and hand dyed leather covers, carved and polished wood, and hand stitched bindings. I want to rush right out and take a workshop on hand-made books, and begin this exploratory creative journey myself. Somewhere in the muddled mix of hand-made paper and books, and mixed media collage is my own spirit scratching in its attempt to find expression.

INSPIRED STORYTELLING

What, you might ask, has any of this to do with loss of sleep? Well, in addition to touring artist studios over two days, and having my sensibilities and spirit carried away on a corporal plain, I spent almost every waking hour reading one of the most compelling novels I’ve read in a long time.

FlowersStorm_avoncovers_2nd_web-200x322I inadvertently discovered author Laura Kinsale last week through a Smart Bitches, Trashy Books review, and after sampling Nick Boulton’s delicious voice on samples of her audiobooks, I became intrigued by Laura’s storytelling and downloaded an e-book of Flowers from the Storm. Once I began this amazing, compelling tale, I literally could not put it down. At my age, all-night reading binges are not well-advised, and yet I watched the dawn light creep into my bedroom windows two of the past three nights as I turned page after page after page of this beautiful story.

The hero, Christian Langland, Duke of Jervaulx, suffers a cerebral hemorrhage, and his journey of suffering, madness and recovery, in stark contrast and complement to the spiritual struggle of the pious Quaker heroine, Archimedea Timms, makes this a one-of-a-kind love story.

I found Christian’s handicap with language fascinating, and as he emerges from the fog of his damaged brain, and expresses himself with increasingly complex vocabulary and sentence structure, Maddy and his close friends adjust and simplify their own speech to make themselves understood by him. At the same time, the tempo and rhythm of Laura Kinsale’s prose is deeply affected by this linguistic transformation so that we began to see and feel and breath in the stark, staccato, powerful jumbled poetic word arrangements of the hero, and this begins to feel normal. Better than normal, somehow. No ordinary historical romance this, an absorbing and compelling tale of human suffering and redemption, as well as a deeply moving love story that will stay with me forever.

While on the one hand I want to buy and read everything Laura Kinsale has written, a part of me wants to dwell in Christian and Maddy’s world for a while yet. And I’m left with an even greater dilemma, which is, should I spend my precious hours here on earth reading, writing or pursuing creative and spiritual expression in visual arts? There never seems to be enough time to do it all. And in the end, we still have to sleep.

Tell me what inspires or excites you. Do you have obsessions that keep you up all night? Are you a compulsive reader, or an artist that finds beauty in the ordinary world?

Tuscany: Remixed

ON THE OTHER HAND

In a recent blogpost, I was celebrating the joys of staying close to home, and enjoying the simple pleasures to be found in a small, rural island community, where:

“There have been community meals, live performances by local and visiting musicians, a readers and writers festival with recitations and readings of both world class and local poetry and prose,  and even beer tastings. A bike ride down a quiet country road, overlooking pastoral views of farmland and the sea, swims in small lakes, weekly visits to community and farm markets and satisfying yard and garden projects that rival any expensive holiday abroad.”

Which of course got me reminiscing about the last time we went to Europe. Just about this time last year, our family was returning from a spectacular two and half week holiday in Tuscany, Italy. Just for fun, here’s a recap of the highlights of our trip. Hang on for an armchair tour!

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FOND MEMORIES

We were fortunate to have a tiny apartment in the village of Iano to use as our home base in Tuscany. From there we were able to take day trips to see a wide variety of wonderful Tuscan cities.

A RICH TAPESTRY TO EXPLORE

This is truly one of the things about Europe that I love the best – the way the landscape forms a rich tapestry filled with a hundred thousand cities, towns and villages, each with its own fabulous history and unique treasures. We even made a marathon commute to Rome just for one day. Then near the end we drove north to Bologna, from which we explored both Ravenna and Venice before flying home.

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PISA

One of our first excursions was to Pisa, only a hour’s drive away. Despite the major heat wave Europe suffered last year, did climb the leaning tower. It was very hot, over 40. We were near cardiac arrest, dripping with sweat. The view from the top of the tower was pleasant. However, we couldn’t linger there. We had to come back down in search of cold water and air conditioning quite quickly. We didn’t have much stamina to explore beyond the Basilica, Bapistry, Tower, etc.

 

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The architects in us were drawn to the town of Lucca after reading that it was home to a perfectly elliptical piazza, which it turned out was nice (better on paper) but no big deal, framed as it was by rather shabby, nondescript buildings. The town itself was charming, however, and after strolling the pedestrian zones, eating a lovely dinner at a family restaurant, on our way out of the city we were delightfully surprised by a marching pipe and drum band dressed in Renaissance costume, followed by a leisurely stroll around the ancient walls.

 

SIENNA

A stately and history-rich city, Sienna boasts many fine buildings and piazza. Il Campo, the huge piazza dominated by the civic building, Palazzo Publico, was already being set up with the tufa track and bleachers in anticipation of the July 3rd Palio. The Palio is a historic horse race between ten of the 17 local districts who compete for prominence, as they have done since the middle ages. The horses are specially bred and trained and pampered for the big day, which locals anticipate all year. Thousands of spectators file in early in the morning, and the city and square are profusely decorated with banners and flags.

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A highlight of the Sienna cathedral was the Picolomini Library showcasing several gorgeous illuminated manuscripts and antiphonium from the middle ages, the detailed flooring with red, white and black marble inlaid and carved, and the striking black and white banded marble walls and columns both inside and out.

 

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SAN GIMIGNIANO

One of our favourite towns, San Gimigniano, is a complex city with tiny walkways through it, and so many shops they are uncountable! In addition to the many towers that were built during the Renaissance (13 surviving!), San Gimigniano has several different museums. One of our favourites was the Museo 1300. This wonderful find is a ceramic scale reconstruction of the town of San Gimignano exactly as it was in the year 1300, the year Dante Aligieri visited and spoke to the governors. It is constructed of ceramic by a group of artisans who have conducted and compiled exacting research.

 

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Nearby Florence required two visits, and still there was so much we didn’t have time to see. We did tour the Uffizi Gallery which contains many, many beautiful sculptures and painting from throughout the ages, from Ancient Roman to Medieval to Renaissance, which were initially collected by the famed Medici family. It’s a stunning collection of valuable art. Perhaps the extraordinary heat made me over sensitive, but I was shocked that the museum was not air conditioned. I worried about the proper preservation of all those Medieval triptyches and Renaissance paintings. But I suppose they know what they’re doing.

VOLTERRA

Volterra was an unexpected find during a back country drive one day. It’s another lovely small town perched on a hilltop, with origins dating back to the Etruscans and Romans. One of the things we loved best about Volterra was the sense of its being a very much alive and current community, despite the ample evidence of tourism.

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Ambulance attendants sat around on folding chairs, shopkeepers stood outside chatting with passers-by. Every street was populated with locals, many of them elderly, standing around and visiting with their neighbours. We had to laugh when two very elderly Italian gentlemen approached each other and attempted to greet with a `high five`. They lifted their arthritic hands and revved up several feet apart, and then shuffled at full speed towards each other, in obvious trepidation at being knocked on their keesters, laughing the entire time. Before leaving, we had to sample the local gelato.

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Back in Iano, where we spent our down days relaxing, there was something special to look forward to, as a hand drawn poster in the central piazza had announced a live concert one night. In anticipation we reserved dinner at the adjacent restaurant, whose food we quite enjoyed.

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The band arrived early and started to set up their sound system hours before, and someone set up rows of chairs, so many we wondered where everyone was supposed to come from. That’s the funny thing about these tiny rural communities in Europe. You feel like you’re in the boon docks, but in fact you’re in the midst of a rich cultural community. People move around from town to town, and stuff is going on all over the place. As the hour approached, people appeared to come out of the woodwork and fill the seats. We lingered over our dolci and espresso as the concert began.

There were four women and five men, with two guitars, a percussionist who seemed to be banging on an apple crate, but was also a decent ‘harmonicist’. Although it was clear they were a group of aspiring amateurs, every one of them had a phenomenal voice, and they launched into a two hour concert including songs ranging from old 60′s favourites, through blues to traditional Italian folk. Their harmonics were excellent, and the solos quite exceptional. Of course they didn’t leave out everyone’s favourite number by Andrea Boccelli.

Some days later, the night before we left Iano, we wanted a special meal so we went on a tiny adventure. We discovered a little convent past San Vivaldo that served the best food we have had in Italy yet. We were the last customers to leave, and sat in a quiet, monastic courtyard enjoying our deserts as the dusk gathered around us.

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As mentioned above, we made a crazy one day trek to Rome, requiring an early start, and a fast commuter train south. It was even hotter there. After a parched tour of the Coliseum and the Roman Forum we walked to the Pantheon. This remains in my opinion, the most beautiful space in the world. We learned that Michelangelo Buonarotti (Il Divino) said of it, that it was created by the angels themselves. We also managed to visit the Trevi fountain and Piazza Navona and have a quiet dinner before riding home again. It was quite the whirlwind day trip.

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Byzantine churches, being rather old (c. 500 AD) are  nothing much to look at from the exterior. They are constructed of rustic flat bricks, the windows are small and plain, and there is no adornment whatsoever. Upon entering though, it was clear whyI had dragged the family here. Everyone was duly impressed by the spectacular mosaics on walls, arches and domes, as well as the lovingly, devotely rendered stone capitals and gorgeously book-ended marble panelling.

It was interesting to see how focussed the early Christians were on devotion, and how little on ostentation, like the later western Christians. After the great schism in the Catholic church around 400 AD, Ravenna became the capital of the Eastern Holy Roman Empire for quite a while, before it moved to Constantinople.

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After the Uffizi and the churches of Ravenna, we had no interest in standing in any more lines, or seeing anymore Medieval paintings or Renaissance sculpture, but really Venice is more about being outside, enjoying the canals and the simple but charming architecture that lines them, and sometimes spans them. What I can tell you is that in fact we were all very impressed with Venice, and despite the heat of Piazza San Marco, we were able to escape into narrow shady  lanes cooled by canal breezes, and we wandered around, sometimes fighting summer tourist crowds to join them in window shopping, other times escaping the crowds to explore quieter zones

And there you have it, a tour of Tuscany in a nutshell. And now I have had my summer at home, and a little taste of Europe as well. What did you do this summer? Stay at home or travel somewhere exotic? Do you have a special place somewhere in the world where you dream of traveling? And when traveling do you prefer to visit one large city, or like me, do you like to have a small town base and make excursions?