Wrecking Your Art

Following author Keri Smith‘s advice in her book Wreck This Journal, art director Daniel Pessell and I took the book out for some creative damaging. Without totally destroying the book, we set one of the pages alight in a grill provided by the park. You can see some of our handiwork, below. We plan to take the book on a couple more creative jaunts until we feel we’ve sufficiently been inspired (or until there’s nothing left of the book). In our September issue of The Artist’s Magazine (on newsstands August 14), contributing writer Michelle Taute interviews Smith, who reveals why she created a book that encourages others to incinerate it.

Have a creative weekend!


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2 thoughts on “Wrecking Your Art

  1. Poetry

    4 June 2007

    After the storm, my mind cleared.

    And a high wind arose and blew the tropics north.

    running quartz crystals through a blender.

    sand through your engines.

    bubbles in your bays.

    estuaries reaching out toward forbidden seas…

    sand through your eyes.

    5 June 2007

    Calm as baby’s breath

    as peaceful as the storm’s eye

    Clouds spread and drawn with rough strokes of stratospheric winds

    a warm and windy tropical day.

    7 June 2007

    Black water at dusk.

    Lighting on the horizon.

    Warm winds coming in across the darkening waters.

    A flash of white wings as an egret takes flight.

    And Thunder like God clearing his throat.

    8 June 2007

    Morning star in the still of the clear, dark waters.

    a sky as clear eyed as a young girl.

    bruised and tattered storm remnants limp off in the gathering light.

    9 June 2007

    Tickled her fancy.

    giggling all the day long.

    pretty good for a Saturday.

    Clouds on the lake floating aimlessly by.

    She smiled big–grinned really.