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8/6 Weekly creativity contest winner & new prompt

Just like packing for “vacation,” a flurry of last-minute activity for this week’s prompt! Our winner is Lisa Worthington-Brown, who submitted a dreamy painting. Lisa writes: “A secluded house on the water, surrounded by trees. A quiet retreat, where good books will be read, writing will happen, naps will be taken, and telephones will not ring. That is the vacation I want right now.” (Read more at Lisa’s blog.) Congratulations, Lisa! Your $10 amazon.com is “in the mail.”

 

From Kelly Warren: “Perfect timing on this one! I just finished this piece as part of the Fat Book swap I’m participating in. Our overall theme for the swap is ‘Women,’ with 10 subthemes. This subtheme was Retro, and it’s entry number 4 of 10. I thought of Retro 80s, and the Go Go’s ‘Vacation’ immediately popped in my head.” (Read more at Kelly’s blog.)

 

 

From Cathy Coley: “My daily walks are my mini-vacations. This is ‘my’ bench by the lake with my tote which holds notebook, camera, Wreck this Journal and currently, Alice Walker’s In the Temple of My Familiar, one of my favorite books of all time for a re-read, cellphone, keys and pen. I take baby C in stroller, and our little dog Lucy. When baby C sleeps, I read, doodle, jot or snap and drink plenty of water — it’s ‘hoddernhades’ here — while Lucy pants under the bench. I gaze at the rings or the turtles breaking the surface of our little neighborhood finger lake. I watch birds, too, mostly waterfowl, but this is the mockingbird mama who yells at me as I pass everyday, protecting her young who must be in the bigger tree next to this one.”

 

 

From Cathy Jennings: “just back from a mellow day at the beach. off to do some knitting.”

 

 

From Bec Thomas: “I’ve been out for a week do to my kids’ showing poultry at the fair but I caught your post today…”

 

 

From me (Miranda), a haiku and image pairing. I reached into childhood for this one — my annual camping trip with my mother. An only child and a single parent — but we never lacked for companions, seeing as all of our cats came with us every year. My mother (hands-down the most creative person I know) even made a six-sided “cat tent” (not pictured), a huge rectangular tent made from old fishing net, where the cats could hang out during the day, when they weren’t clipped to a run or sleeping in “our” tent at night. For an added feline treat, the old fishing net reeked of old fish had a certain “maritime” odor.  (I did take this photograph, although I was about ten at the time! Hence the missing head — which today I can re-cast as “edgy” photography, right?)

Camping with Cats
An unusual
challenge: Meow Mix al fresco
and pets in a tent

 

This week’s prompt: “Circles”

Use the prompt however you like. All media are welcome. Please e-mail your entries to creativereality@live.com by 8:00 p.m. on Tuesday, August 12. The winning entry receives a $10 gift certificate to amazon.com. Writers should include their submission directly in the body text of their e-mail. Visual artists and photographers should attach an image of their work as a jpeg. Enter as often as you like; multiple submissions for a single prompt are welcome. There is no limit to how many times you can win the weekly contest, either. (You do not have to be a contributor to this blog in order to enter. All are invited to participate.) Remember, the point here is to stimulate your output, not to create a masterpiece. Keep the bar low and see what happens. Dusting off work you created previously is OK too. For more info, read the original contest blog post.

7/30 Weekly creativity contest winner & new prompt

This time our weekly creativity contest really went to the dogs! Well, and the cats, too. Our winner is Cathy Jennings, with a beautiful image of three of her cats. Congratulations, Cathy! Your $10 amazon.com gift certificate will arrive momentarily.

 

Lisa Worthington-Brown writes: “Here is my submission for ‘Beauty.’  This is a ‘literal’ one for me as my dog’s name is Beauty. This is a piece I made from a photograph of her at a local coffee shop.” Love it, Lisa! And welcome to Creative Construction.

 

From Cathy Coley:

Beauty

Beauty has always been a powerful concept to me. I’ve been involved in the arts, all of them, since I was a very young thing. Something about my dreaminess in finding the most beautiful shells to collect, astounding sunsets to watch, the soul stirring of church hymns, the magnificence of a daddy long leg walking along a stick, finding my father’s collegiate anthology containing Robert Frost marked me in pursuit of beauty for my whole life. Even watching my mother get dolled up for a night out with soup can rollers in her hair while she applied her deep red lips and pressed a tissue to them before a night out was a source of endless fascination.

When I was nine years old, our ten-year-old Shetland sheepdog, champion-bred, who was previously assumed to be barren, rolled her fatness over one day, and we discovered she wasn’t just fat, she was pregnant and due any day. Years before, my parents had tried to breed her. Then one night, in her dog’s life twilight, my mother and next door neighbor, Mrs. Maxwell, who had grown up on a farm in the Midwest and was a nurse, so knew about these things, sat doula to Duchess’s long labor before Mrs. Maxwell declared, “we need to get her to the vet.” One canine caesarian section resulted in five black-and-white mutts, just in time for Halloween. One was solid black. I immediately named her Black Beauty. As the puppies grew toward Christmas, my mother kept warning me, we can’t keep any, we have to give them all away. Slowly, the little black one gained some brown detailing along her legs and snout, a white mark grew on her chest, and her name was shortened to Beauty.

Of course, we all adored all the puppies, but I saw a special sweetness in her disposition early on. I came home from school a few days before Christmas break, and my mother had taken the puppies to the pound. The house was so quiet without them. She and I, and mama dog, too, were sad and worried that they all wouldn’t find homes, and would be put to sleep. So close to Christmas, adoption was inevitable, and my mother made them promise to let us know if any weren’t adopted. The last day before break, I came home to find Beauty back in our home. My mother couldn’t stand to not keep her. That was the best Christmas yet. When we opened presents, she played in the ribbons, and Duchess kept corralling her dutifully.

Beauty lived a long life with our family. She had puppies of her own the following year, and we gave them all to friends or acquaintances, except one male we named Butch. They were nearly inseparable and from us, too. They walked us to school, ran us through the neighborhood and woods. They meddled in the neighborhood stickball games which happened in the dead-end in front of our house. Beauty ran the bases with the batters, and Butch chased the ball. Touch football in the backyard turned funny when someone said, “hut-hut-hike!” For some reason, the generally sweet-tempered, playful Beauty went doggie psycho on whoever said it, and wanted the ball for her own. When I was in a more contemplative mood, which was often, and climbed up to the top of the maple in the yard, they sat at the bottom, waiting for me to come down.

As she got older, she stopped two doors down on the walk to school, or when my younger brother and I were bopping around the neighborhood. That’s where Mrs. Holcomb, with her houseful of cats, would feed table scraps to our dog. We had a houseful of cats, too, but that’s another story. Beauty knew she had a good free meal every time she showed up. My parents took to calling her Butterball.

Eventually, I went away to college, then only saw the old dogs when I was home on breaks. A year after college, living in Boston, I got a call from my mother, “Beauty’s gone.” I will tell you, the only times I heard my mother cry were when the dogs died. She did not weep openly about her parents, or sisters, just the dogs. And then she boo-hooed. However, having pursued beauty all my life, I found a strange sweetness in the death of Beauty. She was one beautiful dog.

 

From Kelly Warren: TWO haiku/photo pairings!

1)

Best Friends
Growing up so fast
They’re treasures beyond measure
Reaching for the stars

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2) “If you look closely towards the middle right side, you’ll see a little ellipse of cloud poking out with a halo of green and pink around it. We were riding in the golf cart when I saw this, and I made my DH stop the cart. He couldn’t see it! I was so happy when it actually came through on film.”

Angel’s Halo
An angel’s halo lights the sky
Hands reach down to touch you
Like magic from above

 

From me (Miranda):

Simple Gifts
Beauty waits, clear and
patient, within silver threads
of the everyday

 

This week’s prompt: “Vacation”

Use the prompt however you like. All media are welcome. Please e-mail your entries to creativereality@live.com by 8:00 p.m. on Tuesday, August 5. The winning entry receives a $10 gift certificate to amazon.com. Writers should include their submission directly in the body text of their e-mail. Visual artists and photographers should attach an image of their work as a jpeg. Enter as often as you like; multiple submissions for a single prompt are welcome. There is no limit to how many times you can win the weekly contest, either. (You do not have to be a contributor to this blog in order to enter. All are invited to participate.) Remember, the point here is to stimulate your output, not to create a masterpiece. Keep the bar low and see what happens. Dusting off work you created previously is OK too. For more info, read the original contest blog post.

7/23 Weekly creativity contest winner & new prompt

Wow! Lots of terrific creativity for last week’s prompt, “Chinese restaurant.” Difficult to pick a winner. In the end I had to go with a gorgeous image from Bec Thomas (check out Breakfast with Bec as well as her blog and website if you haven’t already). Congratulations, Bec! Your $10 amazon.com gift certificate is en route.

goldfish


From Cathy Jennings: “The chinese restaurant got me thinking about how i would like to go out to dinner and enjoy a cup of green tea in a beautiful cup.”


From Kelly Warren, a haiku and image pairing: “I collect ACEOs (art card, editions and originals) which are an outcropping of artist trading cards. If you aren’t familiar with them, the basic rule is that they must be the size of a standard playing card, 2 1/2″ x 3 1/2″. I created my first one for this prompt. Also my first Haiku! The Chinese letters are ‘Joy’ and ‘Love,’ top and bottom respectively. I’m not usually attracted to Asian art, but for a first try, I’m pretty happy with this! The stamps were in a very large collection of art supplies given to me by a friend who was moving and need to clear out some supplies. I’m having so much fun going through them all.”

Two Lovers Sitting in a Chinese Restaurant
Joyful hearts take flight
Lit by the lantern of love
Forever soaring.


From Cathy Coley, a poem:

chinese restaurant

my boys away
I thought I’d take my girl
out to our chinese takeout for lunch
four black tables in four white walls
sizzling woks behind the counter
red paper fortunes dangling golden coins
grandfather cooks
smile on his steamed face
heady onions and oil and chicken
and tofu and shrimp and beef
and peapods and mushrooms and bok choy
and sweet and sour and soy sauces
giant fat green jade buddha sits on the counter
ready to trade plastic swipes or paper money
for plastic containers and paper boxes
the best veggie lo mein in town

instead I heat up left over pizza
scarf it down
grab the stroller and the leash
walk my 2 girls around the neighborhood
the shiny black one pauses
to read her pee-mail at everyone’s lawn
the one in pink smiles and drools at me
we pause by the fingerlake
watch the ducklings skate along the surface
between mallard’s green head and mama’s mottled brown
a bullfrog croaks like homer simpson, doh! doh! doh!
dog’s pink tongue droops and waves
in the sweltering air
baby drowses fitfully and
I think of my boys
anchorless swimming motherless
through rowhouses in providence and
how they’ll fare needless of me in a few short years.


From Dana Thomas (welcome to Creative Construction, Dana!):

The Chinese Restaurant

Twenty years later, the words still roll off my brain each and every time that I feel a bit woozy after too many toddies: “You like a Shanghai Moon!”

I’d asked advice from the waiter who too zealously suggested the cool pretty blue drink with an umbrella.

He grinned with that top row of yellow, fanned teeth. “You like a Shanghai Moon. Twust me. You won’t wegwet it.”

What the heck, I thought, we’re celebrating our first date in five years since the boys were born. Bring it on!

It arrived all too quickly. I chugged it down like blueberry Koolaid on a hot afternoon. I ordered another.

The meal came and went, along with a few more Shanghais. I noticed the waiter peeking from behind the thin screen in the kitchen. He was still grinning. So was I. I tried to be romantic with my husband, looking deep into his two sets of eyes.

I should never have ordered rice–but who knew? Tasty going down; rough like metal pellets coming up. I spent the next day in bed, vowing never to drink anything that color again.

Now, when I’ve had a little too much to drink, my husband throws that grin my way and says, “What’s wrong, babe? You like a Shanghai Moon!”

But his teeth are straight and white…so I know I’m safe.


From me (Miranda), a haiku and photo pairing:

Chinese restaurant
I still believe in
the soothsaying truth and hope
of fortune cookies


This week’s prompt: “Beauty”

Use the prompt however you like. All media are welcome. Please e-mail your entries to creativereality@live.com by 8:00 p.m. on Tuesday, July 29. The winning entry receives a $10 gift certificate to amazon.com. Writers should include their submission directly in the body text of their e-mail. Visual artists and photographers should attach an image of their work as a jpeg. Enter as often as you like; multiple submissions for a single prompt are welcome. There is no limit to how many times you can win the weekly contest, either. (You do not have to be a contributor to this blog in order to enter. All are invited to participate.) Remember, the point here is to stimulate your output, not to create a masterpiece. Keep the bar low and see what happens. Dusting off work you created previously is OK too. For more info, read the original contest blog post.

7/16 Weekly creativity contest winner & new prompt

Last week’s prompt — “My mother’s house” — was tough, but I’m so glad we used it, because otherwise I never would have read or seen the memorable work that came in, including Kelly Warren‘s stunningly beautiful submission. She literally gave me goosebumps and moved me to tears. Kelly is this week’s winner — congratulations, Kelly! Your $10 amazon.com gift certificate is en route. Simply due to its length, Kelly’s piece appears last, after the jump. New prompt is after the jump too — a comparatively accessible theme that hopefully translates to visual artists and jewelry designers, too, at least in colors 🙂


Cathy Coley writes: “My mother’s house included my father’s gardens, and his love of that was indelibly passed to me. My main creative endeavor may be writing, but the first I took seriously was photography, and some of those first photos were of his garden. These are of my gardens. I’m a bit rusty and haven’t really gotten into playing around with digital photos yet. I do miss a dark room.”

Cathy's garden

Cathy's garden 2


From Cathy Jennings:

i sit in my mother’s house.
i am small
eating beef stroganoff or spaghetti or fried eggs.
she smells nice.
she knits me hats and sweaters.
she sews me dresses.
she gives me paint and paper.
did she know where this would lead?
i sit in a different house.
i am grown.
i miss the beef stroganoff but i can make the spaghetti and fried eggs.
sometimes my son smells nice.
i am learning how to knit so i can make him hats and socks and sweaters.
i give him paint, paper and clay.
my son helps me reach back to her house
while standing in my own.
loving my son shows me how much i was loved.
does he know where this will lead?


From me (Miranda): I started with a haiku, but immediately realized that the concise format was just too spare for what I wanted to write. So I moved to an old favorite, the ultra-challenging (for me) Spenserian Sonnet. I love the riddle of syllable count, a specific rhyming order, and iambic pentameter.  It’s kind of like a really hard crossword puzzle!

My Mother’s House
The pitted, dusty road that curves uphill
runs past the fallen beaver dam and pond
to where a sandy driveway follows still
and opens to my mother’s house beyond.
Red clapboards show behind each ferny frond
where gangly pines cast shade and dappled light;
indoors a barking poodle dog in blond
protects his mistress dear with ready bite.
For her, a life of solitude is right
and long defines the company she keeps
the dog and art and blooms are heart’s delight;
a multitude of cats in hairy heaps.
The house is strong, but not as strong as she,
who shares her heart and self and days with me.


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7/9 Weekly creativity contest winner & new prompt

fireworksA quiet week for the prompt “Independence Day.” Cathy Coley and I were obviously in very similar places during the holiday weekend! Cathy’s haiku:

Independence Day
for thirty minutes
grocery store run by myself
first time in a year

And mine:

Fourth of July
A flash of milky
independence found in my
baby’s first bottle

And since I couldn’t attend any fireworks this year, I created some of my own (above) using Photoshop.

By default — no slight to her creative talents! — Cathy wins the contest this week. Cathy, your $10 amazon.com gift certificate is on its way!


This week’s prompt: “My mother’s house”

Use the prompt however you like. All media are welcome. Visual artists and artisans are encouraged to think laterally (perhaps your mother’s house was filled with gardenias and you’re inspired to create a gardenia pendant). Please e-mail your entries to creativereality@live.com by 6:00 p.m. on Tuesday, July 15. The winning entry receives a $10 gift certificate to amazon.com. Writers should include their submission directly in the body text of their e-mail. Visual artists and photographers should attach an image of their work as a jpeg. Enter as often as you like; multiple submissions for a single prompt are welcome. There is no limit to how many times you can win the weekly contest, either. (You do not have to be a contributor to this blog in order to enter. All are invited to participate.) Remember, the point here is to stimulate your output, not to create a masterpiece. Keep the bar low and see what happens. Dusting off work you created previously is OK too. For more info, read the original contest blog post.

7/2 Weekly creativity contest winner & new prompt

dragonflyA great response to last week’s prompt, “wings.” I knew I’d never be able to pick a winner, so I called on guest judge Susan Edwards Richmond, poet and a founding editor of Wild Apples. While it was difficult, Susan settled on a favorite. “I selected Sarah Markley‘s writing because her descriptions are vivid and fresh, and she allows the moment to draw her in….She truly engaged herself with the topic and with her own words, and so engaged me as well.” Congratulations, Sarah! Your $10 amazon.com gift certificate is on its way. (Readers: Don’t miss Sarah’s beautifully honest blog.) Sarah’s entry below; all the other goodies are posted after the jump.

 

Butterflies and Dust
A little girl never outgrows her fascination with butterflies; the pull in her heart to run after them; the secret curiosity of what it would be like to be one. Even this little girl.

Spring comes early and short where I live. The winter warms up just enough to allow the hills to explode with yellow and lavender flowers, and then just as quickly, continues to heat and sucks most of the colored beauty from the hills. The blooms dry up before May even comes and we are left with tall brown stalks of what used to be wildflowers.

This is what I slowly picked my way through on a much needed mid-morning trail jog near my house. On a Monday, I ran by myself out of doors for the first time in about 10 days. Recovering from my weekend out of town last week had left me unmotivated and exhausted. I had to push myself out my front door and force myself to lace up my running shoes.

What greeted me was a corridor of dirty, hollow brown bushes that used to be green and yellow and fresh. They were dead now and waiting for the autumn wildfires.

Some spring birds with a little color on their chests fluttered to my right and in the bushes ahead. A dragonfly-like insect buzzed by me — large with a bright orange abdomen.

A little bit of color in the drab hallway of dead stalks. Life wasn’t gone from this hill; it was just hidden.

And as if she hasn’t yet sensed me running toward her, a small butterfly lands on the path in front of me and spreads her little wings wide. Brilliant yellow and black and orange like the spring flowers that have already died. She is a vibrant fragile dot on the rocky trail.

The vibrations from my feet on the ground scare her and she closes her wings tight. The underside of her wings are brown and grey, just like the dirt she is resting on. She is almost invisible for an instant and then she flies away. Fluttering bright and drab together, she disappears.

I’ve seen this tiny butterfly against a curtain of dusty brown and then against the grand, morning sky and I feel a little like this insignificant animal: one minute dazzling and brilliant and the next invisible and scared. No more little girl curiosity because suddenly I am a tiny insect, feeling the full weight of radiance and fear at the same time.

As a woman, a mother, I know my worth, that I have brilliance and beauty. I can see it in my children; I can witness it in the words I write. But more often, I just see dusty wings. The grime and the hurt and the fear of life cloud my vision of myself.

This morning I realized that beauty is often shrouded in drab clothes, and that brilliance and invisibility can exist together. And even I am a butterfly of sorts, beautiful and dusty at the same time.

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6/25 Weekly creativity contest winner & new prompt

Our prompt for last week was “at 3:00 a.m.” Our winner is Bec Thomas, who sent in three spectacular photos. Check out more of Bec’s work at her blog and website. Bec’s winning trio, for which she receives a $10 amazon.com gift certificate, are 1) Lunar Eclipse 2) Moon and Venus 3) Eclipse of the Moon:

 

 

We have a poem from Cathy Coley, too, who is clearly moving toward a creative bender. Go, Cathy!

 
At 3 am
I bet you thought
something precious like
kicks of tiny feet
and baby nuzzling
woke me
for a late night feeding
in the still dark room.
well, that, too, but
the thunderstorm’s music
was more melodic
than wagner,
more booming than peer gynt.
and the rain, the rain’s
thousand little notes upon the house
more welcome than Mozart.
 

Lastly, my haiku:

At 3:00 a.m.
In darkness, each small
sound gains unwanted meaning
and my mind runs loose
 

This week’s prompt: “Wings”

Use the prompt however you like. All media are welcome. Please e-mail your entries to creativereality@live.com by midnight on Tuesday, July 1. The winning entry receives a $10 gift certificate to amazon.com. Writers should include their submission directly in the body text of their e-mail. Visual artists and photographers should attach an image of their work as a jpeg. Enter as often as you like; multiple submissions for a single prompt are welcome. There is no limit to how many times you can win the weekly contest, either. (You do not have to be a contributor to this blog in order to enter. All are invited to participate.) Remember, the point here is to stimulate your output, not to create a masterpiece. Keep the bar low and see what happens. Dusting off work you created previously is OK too. For more info, read the original contest blog post.

6/18 Weekly creativity contest winner & new prompt

Last week’s prompt was “margaritas.” It was great to receive submissions from two newcomers to Creative Construction, as well as another poem from Cathy Coley, who won previously for “the ocean” prompt.

For now, while we only have a handful of submissions each week, I’ve decided to post everything in addition to the winner. It’s just so much fun to see what everyone does with the prompt. I’ll also continue to throw in my own haiku.

Our winner is Cathy Jennings, who sent in this magical digital drawing. I can just taste the party, can’t you? Cathy receives a $10 amazon.com gift certificate.

 

jennings_margarita

 

We also received this smile-inducing image from Camie Schneider. Clearly Camie has learned a few things about blending children into adult fun.

 

scheider_margaritas

 

Cathy Coley‘s poem:

Margaritas
Margaritas taste
of summer 9 pm sunsets,
laughter, saltiness
and raw oyster bars.
Margaritas taste
of girls’ night out
before the dance club,
ex-boyfriend dishing
and tales of that one night,
which started with a margarita!
Margaritas taste of
flirting with the bartender
to get another on the house
while flashing
my wedding rings
thoroughly–
and still
getting one on the house
with a Scottish accent
and a wink.
It’s been a while since
I tasted a margarita.
I could go in the kitchen
dust off the triple sec
and the tequila bottles,
pour salt on the counter
and taste one now.
summer is coming.
Ha-ha-ha!
 

And here’s my haiku:

Margaritas
In Mexico we
drank deeply of each other
and found our future

After all this, I am seriously craving a margarita and some killer Mexican food! Sigh…Nice work, everyone. I hope we pick up a few new participants for our next round, too.

 

This week’s prompt: “At 3:00 a.m.”
Use the prompt however you like. All media are welcome. Please e-mail your entries to creativereality@live.com by midnight on Tuesday, June 24. The winning entry receives a $10 gift certificate to amazon.com. Writers should include their submission directly in the body text of their e-mail. Visual artists and photographers should attach an image of their work as a jpeg. Enter as often as you like; multiple submissions for a single prompt are welcome. There is no limit to how many times you can win the weekly contest, either. (You do not have to be a contributor to this blog in order to enter. All are invited to participate.) Remember, the point here is to stimulate your output, not to create a masterpiece. Keep the bar low and see what happens. For more info, read the original contest blog post.

6/11 Weekly creativity contest winner & new prompt

This week, there was a clear winner for the prompt “the crows.” I’m sure you’ll agree that this entry is highly creative. It is also true that the winning entry was the only entry, so Juliet wins (her second win) by default, even though her entry is inherently a winner anyway. But of course, Juliet wins another $10 amazon.com gift certificate.

So, guys, those of you who are holding out–enter the contest! You might very well win. Don’t worry about creating your masterpiece, just create something.

Juliet Bell‘s submission is a 4” x 4” wooden shadow box entitled “A Murder by Moonlight.” (Some of Juliet’s other work is listed at Etsy and eBay.)

 

 

Thanks for entering again, juliet!

In an attempt to lower the bar, which might be intimidatingly high based on the work above, I share my haiku on this theme, written in five minutes this morning. If I can expose my own unpolished work, so can you!

 

The Crows

Insistent, a pair
of glossy crows dines quickly
at the hot roadside

 

This week’s prompt: “Margaritas.”
Use the prompt however you like. All media are welcome. Please e-mail your entries to creativereality@live.com by midnight on Tuesday, June 17. The winning entry receives a $10 gift certificate to amazon.com. Writers should include their submission directly in the body text of their e-mail. Visual artists and photographers should attach an image of their work as a jpeg. Enter as often as you like; multiple submissions for a single prompt are welcome. There is no limit to how many times you can win the weekly contest, either. (You do not have to be a contributor to this blog in order to enter. All are invited to participate.) Remember, the point here is to stimulate your output, not to create a masterpiece. Keep the bar low and see what happens. For more info, read the original contest blog post.

6/4 Weekly creativity contest winners & new prompt

For last week’s prompt, “the ocean,” there was no way to pick a winner between two outstanding submissions: a poem and a painting. Picking a winner was a foray into the proverbial apples and oranges. So, they both win. Why not? I’m allowed to make up the rules, after all 🙂

The painting was submitted by Penny Boyd of Poppy Jane (where you can read about Penny’s submission). The painting is gouache, watercolor, and ink on wood. Penny says the piece is “still in its rough, early stages.” Well then–we can’t wait to see the final.
 

ocean_boyd

 
And a beautiful poem by regular Creative Construction commenter, writer Cathy Ann Coley, appearing here accompanied by a photograph by the author:
 

i could write an ocean on the oceanocean_coley
the ocean is my solace
i grew up in a beach town
she is coming home for me
feel her salt drying on my skin in the sun
smell her in the breeze tangling my hair
waist deep
hips pulled in her rocking motion
mother my comfort
my boys play in the surf
tumble ass over tea kettle
and come up grinning
now we live near a big wave beach
just like me
can’t keep them from the water
my daughter, just born from my salinity,
will return to hers, the one who rocks the earth
and all of us
in her constant tidal embrace
shhh-shhh upon the shoreline
rock me to pleasant sleep

 

Nice work! Thanks to both of you. Your $10 amazon.com gift certificates are on the way.

Just to show how low the bar can really go, after the jump I add the haiku I wrote for this prompt–written in my head during the course of about 10 minutes. If that’s all the creativity you can manage right now, then that’s plenty. Just keep the embers alive.


This week’s prompt: “The crow.”
Use the prompt however you like. All media are welcome. Please e-mail your entries to creativereality@live.com by midnight on Tuesday, June 10. The winning entry receives a $10 gift certificate to amazon.com. Writers should include their submission directly in the body text of their e-mail. Visual artists and photographers should attach an image of their work as a jpeg. Enter as often as you like; multiple submissions for a single prompt are welcome. There is no limit to how many times you can win the weekly contest, either. (You do not have to be a contributor to this blog in order to enter. All are invited to participate.) Remember, the point here is to stimulate your output, not to create a masterpiece. Keep the bar low and see what happens. For more info, read the original contest blog post.
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5/28 Weekly creativity contest winner & new prompt

The winning entry for last week’s prompt, “the last time you kissed me,” is a poem submitted by Brittany Vandeputte:
 

 

The Last Time You Kissed Me
The last time you kissed me,
I didn’t write all my poetry in Edwardian Script —18 point font
I wasn’t into velvets and corsets then
I was peasant blouses and long skirts and boots.
And I had long hair
That I wore down every day for you.
It was in a bun though when you kissed me.
Your hands wove themselves over and under the elastic
Gave a light tug as your lips met mine.
It cascaded free as you pulled me into you—
A tangle of loose threads.
I remember.
The last time you kissed me
Was the first time you told me goodbye.

 

 

Thank you, Brittany. Your $10 amazon.com gift certificate is on its way.


This week’s prompt: “The ocean.”
Use the prompt however you like. All media are welcome. Please e-mail your entries to creativereality@live.com by midnight on Tuesday, June 3. The winning entry receives a $10 gift certificate to amazon.com. Writers should include their submission directly in the body text of their e-mail. Visual artists and photographers should attach an image of their work as a jpeg. Enter as often as you like; multiple submissions for a single prompt are welcome. There is no limit to how many times you can win the weekly contest, either. (You do not have to be a contributor to this blog in order to enter. All are invited to participate.) Remember, the point here is to stimulate your output, not to create a masterpiece. Keep the bar low and see what happens. For more info, read the original contest blog post.

5/21 Weekly creativity contest winners & new prompt

Well, this week there was positively no way to chose a winner between two beautiful and highly original pieces of art submitted for the prompt “little black dress.” Instead, they both win (and each will receive a $10 amazon gift certificate). I wouldn’t say that either of these pieces of art are good examples of “keeping the bar low,” but hopefully they won’t intimidate the rest of us! I’m also posting two text entries from Creative Construction commenters–a poem from Cathy Ann Coley and a humorous prose piece from Jenn that we can probably ALL relate to–see those two pieces after the jump. The winners:

From artist Dale Meister, a mixed media piece on watercolor paper (read about Dale’s creative process for this entry at her personal blog):

Nice work, Dale! The second winner is puzzle-maker Juliet Bell, who submitted an extremely intricate, hand-cut wooden puzzle containing three figurals and measuring approximately 14” tall by 4.5” (some of her work is listed at eBay):

litte black dress 2


This week’s prompt: “The last time you kissed me.”
Use the prompt however you like. All media are welcome. Please e-mail your entries to creativereality@live.com by midnight on Tuesday, May 27. The winning entry receives a $10 gift certificate to amazon.com. Writers should include their submission directly in the body text of their e-mail. Visual artists and photographers should attach an image of their work as a jpeg. Enter as often as you like; multiple submissions for a single prompt are welcome. There is no limit to how many times you can win the weekly contest, either. (You do not have to be a contributor to this blog in order to enter. All are invited to participate.) Remember, the point here is to stimulate your output, not to create a masterpiece. Keep the bar low and see what happens. For more info, read the original contest blog post.


Two text entries for “little black dress”: Read more