Myth and the Creative Process: Michael Ayrton and the Myth of Daedalus

Just found this on the web!

Myth and the Creative Process: 

Michael Ayrton and the Myth of Daedalus, the Maze Maker

 By Jacob E. Nyenhuis

https://books.google.co.uk/books?id=WQlh9oV5PywC&printsec=frontcover#v=onepage&q&f=false

Impact (Man & Minotaur)

Re FLOW

Re the TED TALK on ‘Flow’  (Very good by the way).

I loved the idea of Flow. I think I have always known about it but never crystalised the idea.

The table showing the relationship of Flow to Control, Passion, Boredom and Apathy was great. I wish I’d had this on my office wall. In the early days of our business, we were highly creative and genuinely cared, we didn’t have mission statements or job titles, but our office machines had names and we grew rapidly. We were in full “flow”.  Later, we were everywhere else, we were sometimes passionate and tried to be in control. We dominated the field and got relaxed.

Along with satisfaction, love, material reward and redemption that come through successful creativity, vicious criticism, envy, piracy and paranoia can come too. (As a writer I was never successful enough to attract envy or piracy, but as a Tour Operator, we certainly were).

Copycats and pirates caused us anxiety and having the wrong staff, (Flow! not even a drop of Control or Arousal), as he hit tough economic times caused us Worry, even fear. Parts of what we do ARE mundane and the Boredom got to us in different ways. Getting back to Control, rather than sinking into Apathy or hatred, could be done with effort. Arousal came sometimes too. The business in “Flow”; now that I don’t think we’ve seen for a long time, but the memory of it was strong and was perhaps why I was reluctant to sell.

I am/was the sort of the creative director of our company, (but not the MD/FD). The core idea was mine, the brochures and the itineraries were mostly mine too. My identity is deeply tied up with the project. I am therefore very much at a crossroads. I stumbled into the course by accident, as a gatecrasher. I hadn’t intended to think; in fact I wanted to immerse myself in learning technique in order to forget myself. Friends who have sold their travel businesses they founded and built up speak of personal crisis, almost existential crisis. 

The money will be useful, but for what? 

Buy a flat in Rome? 

Found another business, such as backing a young Georgian traditional winemaker? 

Another attempt at writing a novel or a play?

Something that I haven't thought of yet or something that might come up?

Thank you for welcoming me on the course. I’ll splash some oil paint around another time.

Didymi & George to follow….. 

Tim's somewhat random thoughts on the early part of the course

I’m very glad that I randomly stumbled on the course. I hope that my lack of prior commitment and lack of choosing to be there didn’t detract from course. I was also perhaps a bit distracted (and didn’t have time to do my homework) due to the fact or strong likelihood that the business that I co-founded could be sold imminently.

Random early travels

When I was 18, I wandered around Greece with a friend, we had no plan but we had a method, we were social, but we asked other travellers where they we going and then we crossed those places off the list…. 

We went to many out of the way and sometime wonderful places, at times we slept on pine needles or concrete, and once on marble, and that morning woke at dawn in the Tholos at the Oracle of Delphi.

A few days later, we were on our way to the remote island of Ikaria, sometimes called “the island where people forget to die” (I didn’t know that then). The ferry was struck by a Meltemi storm and over a game of poker and a bottle of Captain Morgan’s, we were persuaded by a lively crowd of Samiots not to go to Ikaria, (because nothing happens there), and to come to Samos to a Panagyria party.

Over the next few years all my holidays were spend blundering around Southern Italy, Sicily and Greece.  Even when I was looking for my place to base myself when attempting to write a novel, I jumped on a random bus and got off at the end of the route.  I walked through the groves of ancient olive trees to a tiny, isolated fishing village. I had no idea where I was, (I learned later it was Limenas Gerakas – Alexandria will know that I was SERIOUSLY lost). Anyway, I didn’t stay here but walked on down the coastal track.

Strangely, I later became a Travel Organiser. It was a job with many paradoxes. The aim was to give rich experience, but without randomness. However, many of the best connections had been made originally by accident. Rapidly, I learned that when doing ‘set up tours’ it was important not to be over-planned or to have too much of a fixed idea of what I was looking for.

Favourite object

Alexandra had asked everyone to bring along their favourite object. Well obviously I hadn’t.  I’ve got quite a few possessions, too many really, and whilst some are dear to me, there are few that I couldn’t live without. Collectively, books are the things I couldn’t survive without.  The sudden demand “choose one” threw me back to when in my late 20s, having no ties, and being solvent enough to survive for a year, I dumped everything to travel and write. I could carry only a few books: a dictionary; a rhyming dictionary; a tract by the psychologist Laing and a couple of novels. One of these was “The maze maker” by Michael Ayrton, the sculptor.  A book about the artist in myth, a prototype creator and creates mazes rather than gets lost in them in order to try to understand life. To some extent this book was my muse. So, thinking back to the time I had to choose only a couple of books, I chose this.

Once it started talking, wow, it wouldn’t shut up…  (I wish I had known this technique years ago!)

It took me back to the half ruined house in the mountains south of Monemvasia, that I lived in for 6 months, a fair few years ago now.

The strange story that the book told about George was indeed true, or whatever we mean by true.

Truth? I was very taken by the black & white photograph of the plaster bust of the Roman copy of the Greek original, that was probably a bronze lost wax casting of a sculpture that wasn’t Patroclus, but Ulysses, who was actually Odysseus, except it wasn’t Odysseus, but a model whom the unknown artist thought might have looked like the man who had lived 500 years earlier who is described differently in 2 books written a couple of hundred years later by the poet ‘Homer’, who may have been two or more people. The photographer loved to capture the way light, in different conditions, fell on the bust. this changed the bust or our perception of it.

Initial scribble

I had 2 pencils (an HB and a 4B) in my hand, and because I couldn't decide which to use, I used both. Yup it wasn't easy and I set about drawing what was in font of me. I mossed the River Thames. It was good to find the tree of life on my coffee cup. I didn't notice until after I'd drawn it. 

This was a great ice breaker. James had also done what was in front of him. He too had missed the Thames! However he had concentrated on the windows and the proportions and perspective nicely under control. 

Play creation

Inspired perhaps by Nadeen's cubist cube, that could reconstruct forever, I too played with the match sticks and enjoyed it. 

I became a maze maker. My maze was not entirely satisfactory. It was easy to get to the middle. I had left out the Minotaur too. Originally I did this because I didn’t see that it needed to be there in the centre of the maze. A thought came to me that I might draw it separately and it would be one of Ayrton’s conflicted Minotaurs, rather than the terrifying child-eating creature of the myth.  I did put the traditional red string in, showing the way to the centre (and back out, as done originally, for the Minotaur slayer). However, no sooner had I stuck the red string down than I regretted it. Later I came to think that the string should have been green or yellow,  just a guide to get to the centre of the maze, no more.

Posts about the Ted Talk, Didymi from Dimi, the Maze Maker’s narrative and ‘George’ to follow soon.

James' work during the creative identity course

James' responses to the briefs, feedback learning and process in his blog - dates 10-11 April
http://jamesbellphoto.tumblr.com

thanks James!

Getting lost to be found - a toolkit with methods and memories to keep

 Get lost

Randomise

 Work with flow and speed, leave your comfort zone

Value authenticity and honesty

Work in a messy environment with loads of material and triggers,
go to places that you would n't otherwise

Experiment, learn from each other

Unfolding our potential is simple but not easy

Introduction

hello,

As promised, this is a space  share the outcomes of the workshops and experiences and keep in touch! I will add the students as authors so that we are all free to write at any time. As the community grows you will be able to get in touch with people that attend courses in the future, view their work and get inspired.

Thank you once more for attending the course!

All the best,
Alexandra