The Understudy
Waiting for sleep to take hold
My mind circles like vultures
Canvassing for a carcass
I scribe myself in line and lifelines
Glossy black and blue
Over flat white: hesitant and anemic
I swing like a bladed pendulum
Between false certainty
And self-doubt while wondering
If I’m my own greatest creation
My own worst critic
Or my own careless curator
Stumbling in awkward curtsy
Trading secrets for currency
“The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath *
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The poem is a wonderful companion to Ellen Rogers haunting, etherial photos.
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Thank you, Tim. Her photos have always captured my imagination. Have a wonderful Monday!
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You describe the process as “line and lifeline” and when it doesn’t flow, as “anemic.” Brilliant stuff, Mia. But I believe your propensity to label yourself an understudy is cautious modesty. I believe you know exactly where the blade needs to cut.
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Thank you, Amaya, for such generous words, you’re far too kind. Please have a lovely evening and a wonderful Tuesday.
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When it comes to your creative art I’d say it’s a case of, ‘I saw the crescent, you saw the whole of the moon’. Your self-doubt is better than having a big ego. ‘Stumbling in awkward curtsy’ – what a great metaphor for ‘not quite sure but being polite’. Keep doing what you’re doing PM. It works and I reckon you can see the whole of the moon.
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JGC, that is a wonderful line, ‘I saw the crescent, you saw the whole of the moon’. I wish I had written that, although knowing me I might have added with a chuckle, the whole ‘dark side’ of the moon. For me, and perhaps it’s only me, there is a fine line between being confident and ego, or ‘big ego’. I can’t help but think that a certain amount of self-doubt makes the creative process better, more thorough and thoughtful, something you can’t rush to complete. Dust gives everything a lovely patina, plus it protects everything too. Ha! Thank you for a gracious comment, Juste George, buckle-up for the next post! Please have a TT.
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PM, I wish that line was mine as well. I found the original on YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8TON3PORRDQ
Enjoy your day. JGC
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Thank you, JGC. What a fantastic lyric! I’ll be thinking about it all day, that’s a good thing!
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An awesome poem filled with amazing imagery. Love it. MIa, have a wonderful week.
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Hi Andrew, thank you! I have to thank Ellen Rogers, I think her amazing photo sets the mood and tone for the words that follow. Have a wonderful week too!
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Thanks
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Hi Andrew, may I ask you to check your SPAM folder and release any of my comments, I know I left one for you on your latest poem. Thank you! ~ Mia
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“The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” That’s quite interesting, Mia. I’m always filled with trepidation and doubt when I share my music. Maybe it’s inhibiting me? Anyway, I found the poem beautiful, and when researching Ellen Rogers, the notion that she calls herself an analogue photographer refreshing. Film and darkrooms!
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Here’s to film and darkrooms! I like the smell of the darkroom chemicals, plus there’s nothing like a photo developed on good paper. Sylvia Plath is very interesting, I admire her work. Don’t you think if you didn’t have trepidation with your art, and for you it would be your music, there would exist an indifference or disconnect? In some odd way I find self-doubt serves a genuine purpose, we have to take off the rose colored glasses. Thank you for your kind words. Have a terrific evening, Rob, and a good Tuesday!
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Yes, I think that self doubt is essential to the creative process as fear is to staying alive. The self doubt pushes me to try to get to a place where the doubt is minimized.
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Great line, Rob, “Yes, I think that self doubt is essential to the creative process as fear is to staying alive.” So true!
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Thank you, Mia! ❤
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Love the poem Mia. It expresses perfectly how our confidence can be shaken, especially if we think of ourselves as an ‘understudy’ one who is constantly compared to another. And comparison is the thief of joy. Ellen Rogers’ work is incredible; you gave us a wonderful selection to peruse. Thank you for sharing!
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Thank you, Meg! I agree, our confidence can be so easily shaken, here’s the best part, some of us still do it regardless of self-doubt, what ever ‘it’ may be. I think for any type of artist it takes a certain amount of courage to put yourself on display, expose yourself, and open yourself up for critiques and criticism. Ha, why am I thinking glutton for punishment right about now? Ellen Rogers’ work is terrific, she has quite a vision. Enjoy the rest of your week, may it be filled with inspiration and creativity! 💖
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Yes, the creative urge/compulsion can overcome the self doubt. There is a powerful need to express oneself through the arts, whatever medium it may be. And thank goodness for that! I hope you have a wonderful week as well. It’s snowing here this morning and I’m thinking of going right back to bed!
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Thank you for a lovely reply, Meg. Truly, thank goodness for that! Enjoy the snow!
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Didn’t know this photographer – thanks. & ‘awkward curtsy’ – shimmering. 🙂
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I find Ellen Rogers’ work to be beautiful and very unique. Thank you for the kind words, glad you like, ‘awkward curtsy’. Please enjoy the rest of your week. ~ Mia 🙂
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This poem beautifully defines the pain and agony of self-doubt in life how it plays with our own minds and how it affects our lives. Beautifully put.
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Megha, thank you for your lovely comment. Self-doubt can certainly hold us back, hopefully we can find some safe footing to find our way around it. Please enjoy the rest of the week. ~ Mia
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You are most welcome,Mia.I’ll be coming back to read more of your writings.
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This reads as an enticing extract from a letter, written perhaps in Victorian times when letters were and meant everything. I say that as a genuine compliment. The torment as to exactly which has the whip hand, reticence or faith, shines through. I say ‘shines’ because that conflict may possibly be one of the reasons you pen such magnetic words. You certainly have the gift, young Mia.
My book finally arrived. My thanks for pointing me toward the artist. Truly appreciated.
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Mike, thank you so much for a lovely comment and compliment. A Victorian letter how wonderful, I like that very much. It’s such a shame, the dying or dead art of written correspondence (perhaps the loss of the true confessional).
I’m so pleased that you’re enjoying her artwork, and I hope you’re delighted with your new book. Wishing you a good Tuesday.
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Love letters found years after the event are perhaps the most romantic of all things. It is indeed a great pity that they have become a critically endangered species.
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Always treading the fine line: better to fall from time to time, it lets you know you are alive.
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Chris, so true!!! There must be a dash of adrenaline mixed in with self-doubt, indeed it does let us know we’re alive. Thank you for sharing a fantastic line, I wish I had thought it up! Have a great Tuesday, Chris.
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☺Always a pleasure! Have a good week.
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Thank you, Chris.
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You’re always so original, nice post. 🙂
Wishing you a good start, enjoy
Much love to you dear friend.
Soul, xo
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Dearest Soul, thank you for your kindness. I’m very pleased that you find my effort original. 🙂 I hope your week has gotten off to a good start as well. Fingers crossed your weather has improved, especially as we’re approaching spring. Much love to you, Mia xo
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Wonderful poem, though I doubt you are ever a careless curator. Thank you kindly for the lovely link, Ellen Rogers is indeed fantastic.
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Thank you, Mr. Cake. I should thank you for allowing a reckless curator to link to your terrific post about the fantastic Ellen Rogers. Thank you!
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Mia, you must have jumped into my thoughts recently… “Careless curator” is awesome. Be well. -Chris
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Thank you, Chris. Once in a while we just don’t take care of ourselves the way we should, for shame! Please enjoy the rest of your week. ~ Mia
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“My mind circles like vultures
Canvassing for a carcass” – what a wonderful line this one is. I completely identify with this poem Mia and the photos are amazing! Ellen Rogers is a great artist. Hope you are well Mia, Hugs ♥
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Hi Hector, thank you. Ha, that’s me trying to drop off to sleep, my mind is circling, racing, zigzagging and spinning from one thought to the next. Isn’t Ellen Rogers terrific? Thank you, I’m doing well, I hope you’re feeling better. Please take good care, and enjoy your trip. 💖 xo
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Thank you Mia, for taking us to the land of Dreams. 🙂
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Thank you, Brian. I hope this Friday finds you well. Enjoy the weekend. 🙂
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Merci. U 2
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Thank you!
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Dear Brian, will you please check your SPAM folder, I believe my comments are going into SPAM. Please release my comment, it seems it has been happening all morning. I’ve gotten wise to it. Yay! 🙂 Below is my reply on your post.
Perhaps that’s smart to have the dwellings outside of the temples. I look at some of those temples, and they are beautiful, although the safety seems questionable, especially when you see large pieces of rubble on the ground that was once part of the temple. Take care too!
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You’re absolutely right Mia. (Took me a bit to figure out where WP had moved the Spam.) I’ve unspammed it.
And right again: Some of the temples or sculptures are barely hanging together. I hope the stones fell a long time ago. 🙂
Thanks for the tip. I don’t know why WP does that sometimes. Cheers.
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Thank you! 🙂 It’s impressive to see that the old temples are still standing. As for WP, I guess it’s part of the package. 🙂
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It has taken almost a century of restauration. First by the “Ecole Française d’Extrême-Orient. Now I understand the Japanese and India are very active. Cambodia is a very poor country and can’t afford the conservation. Though the site is spotless. Amazing with so many tourists.
Have a great week-end Mia.
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Have a great weekend too, B. 🙂
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Thank you Mia. A lovely week back to you.
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Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know How, you begin to die a little. The artist never entirely knows. We guess. We may be wrong but we take leap after leap in the dark.
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Thank you for a wonderful comment. I agree with you, uncertainty surrounds our lives. I can’t help but think that creative people that are passionate about their art/creations bump that up a couple of notches, even letting the self-doubt and trepidation serves as a catalyst for their creativity, walking a tightrope, or, indeed taking a leap of faith in the dark. Thank you again, wishing you a lovely Sunday. ~ Mia
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Also your post reminds me of this quote : “Cerebration is the enemy of originality in art.”Martin Ritt.
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Thank you for the quote! Ritt is an interesting fellow, out thinking does destroy a lot of things. 🙂
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sorry to hound you, but… look, I read this short poem again for the end had stuck in my mind. just want to tell you, it is really good. perfect vignette. reminds me of thoughts I’ve had but not taken the effort to fully paint. circling vultures, currency, really good. 🙂
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I’m delighted that you took the time to read my effort again, thank you. That’s a wonderful compliment, “for the end had stuck in my mind.” Memorable words, what more could I ask for? Thank you for your kindness, it has made my evening. Please have a good Wednesday. ~ Mia
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Christine, thank you for your kindness. ~ Mia
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Sylvia Plath, one and only. She certainly knew self-doubt.
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She was one of the great confessional poet. Thank you for your comment, lovely to see you here, Bojana. Please enjoy the rest of your weekend. ~ Mia
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Thank you. Likewise.
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Awesome photos , great verse laid down.
“My mind circles like vultures
Canvassing for a carcass”- i’m a sucker for alliteration so let me be the carcass.
“Trading secrets for currency”- i’m going home to watch spy movies and dress up in a suit now.
this piece makes me want to say sepia, fishbowl lens, and revive your work and art until you hate it…then its perfect.
well penned Mia.
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Dear Zaroff, you’re the hero of the day for making me laugh out loud! Thank you! I adore your comment. Just so you know, I do love a carcass in a nice suit, especially as I’m channeling Jackson Pollack swinging between the love and hate of gesso. Voilà! Likewise, a comment well penned, Zaroff.
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thank you for reading and replying Mia.
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You’re welcome, have a wonderful day.
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Very Victorian. Nice work. Merci Mia.
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Thank you, Brian! 🙂
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