Ivan Chan Studio: Insight

Bringing passion to a boil

2012-01-23T01:06:00.000-08:00

Wow, look, another post in the same month! (Don't get used to it.)

It is now New Year's Day in the lunar calendar. I've made this point before that it's not the "Chinese" New Year, but the Lunar New Year. Why? Because other Asian cultures celebrate the Lunar New Year, too! So, on behalf of my people (who just call it New Year), I want to let people know we are not trying to hog the Lunar New Year.

So, I understand that this is primarily an art blog and that there has been very little art. Yes. I know. The art has been subsumed by the immense amount of time and effort the three internships (yes, you read that right) have been taking.

That's a lot of psychology. It's a lot of therapy.

I might have written before that I practice a kind of therapy known as FIT, which is short for Feedback-Informed Treatment (or Therapy). It's an outgrowth of CDOI, which stands for Client-Directed Outcome-Informed therapy. Basically, they are two approaches, rather than theories, which utilize feedback from clients to improve positive outcome in therapy.

Getting feedback works well in any situation where you'd like to improve or have more success. Randy Pausch (may he rest in peace) of The Last Lecture fame, advised, "Get a feedback loop; and listen to it!" It could be measurements (like an evaluation at work or grade at school) or a person (like someone you trust to tell you the truth, customers in your restaurant, etc.), but whatever your feedback loop is, pay attention if you hope to develop your potential. We keep thinking in terms of the hero being The One and all alone, but if you look back, all heroes had allies and gifts (and a gift is given to you--by someone or something else).

Anyway, where FIT and CDOI differ (as I understand it) is that FIT is concerned with the excellence of the therapist's skills, like that of a concert pianist or Olympic athlete, beyond any sort of psychological theory.

CDOI is more strongly rooted in the "common factors" which state that all theories and interventions have about the same, minimal effect and that there are other, more powerful factors at work in psychotherapy that help clients get better, and that all factors (there are mainly four) are common to all therapeutic practices. It's an "anti-theory," since theories aren't seen as the star of treatment (it's the client). However, in being an anti-theory, it's become a theory of its own.

And once again, I do have a point. As interested as I am in psychotherapy, a friend who is also a FIT practitioner talked with me and I just had to admit: My passion is not in being one of the so-called "supershrinks." It gave me no tingle to strive for this level of achievement.

"So, what do you have passion for, if not psychotherapy?" he asked.

"My clients. I have a passion for people to be happy. I care about what happens to them, and I study psychotherapy to serve that end, but psychotherapy in and of itself isn't my passion."

There I had it (although my friend still had to describe it to me)! My passion (one of them, at least) is about helping people live happier lives. Ease their suffering and so forth. Psychotherapy is just another vehicle for it.

Another therapist friend during another conversation gave me a homework assignment.

"Every night for a week, write down what you were passionate about that day. It doesn't have to be career related. This will strengthen your muscle for discovering and accepting what your passions are."

Let me tell you, this is a great homework assignment!

I am passionate about soup.
I am passionate about dandelion greens and unusual edibles.
I am passionate about conversations.
I am passionate about blue.

That's just a sampling, but I have to say, the one that kind of struck me was my passion for conversation.

I thought of books as a letter, or conversation in the form of a story, with the authors. I felt safe and thrilled when I read wonderful stories, and moved when I read poems. I didn't feel alone in what was a very dangerous world to me. Comics were a particular treat because the conversation was both visual and textual.

I always thought I'd be an author when I grew up. (I still do.) I wanted to give that sense of security, hope, and fun to others. I wanted to share my philosophy of life, any wisdom I had gathered, through entertaining stories.

Oh, right. The other thing I'm super passionate about: Imagination. It takes my breath away and makes life worth living. If you haven't watched Six Degrees of Separation, please do. The part about the imagination in that film is wonderful. Imagination is not escapism, it's a way to go deeper into life.

And since there was an art dealer in the film, I cannot forget my first and unrelenting passion for beauty.

I am Passionate about Happiness and Conversation and Imagination and Beauty.

Ain't that a hoot?

Invite Beauty,

I.

It's been a long time, baby

2012-01-12T23:46:00.000-08:00

Jeez, is it really going to be every three months that I post an update, and without any new art?

I hate it when businesses make a promise they don't keep, and yet I'm guilty of it quite a few times in the last couple of years. I suppose I could just not draw attention to this breach of your trust, but I feel it wouldn't be honest.

So here I am, exposing my mistakes and asking once again for your forbearance. Those who are only newsletter readers probably have figured I've fallen off the face of the earth like another business casualty of the bad economy or the flightiness that seems endemic in artistic types.

I'll have to correct that misunderstanding some day. Not soon, though--I've learned not to promise that.

So what will I need to catch up on, once I'm done with my psychotherapy internships and have my license? (Dear Universe: Please make it less than two years left before I get all 3,000 hours to sit for my license exam!)

I've got a few solstice paintings to do. Those will be fun, and I'm always flattered that they're quick favorites.

I've also got to finish blogging about the family tree commission I completed last year. That was a fun project, too. I do love trees, they express so much. If we could express as much by standing still and being quiet, this would be a very different world.

I'm also planning a sale and donation of my older works to make room for the new and to support worthy causes, respectively. It's no secret, also, that I paint over some paintings and recycle the canvas, if not the image, for new dreamings. Nothing's sacred. Everything's sacred.

The New Year brings with it such promise, mostly because we say so. Truth is, we can start with a resolution any time we like. I also like that a friend of mine doesn't do resolutions, and prefers to have a "New Year's Theme" instead. Isn't that brilliant? To live according to a theme seems so much more sustainable and doable. A theme is like the air you breathe. A resolution is like a chore. Hm, which one is more fun?

One of my themes this year is "purified passion."

What I mean by that is, I've been burdened over the years with the idea that whatever I did, it had to have a strong social impact. Social justice had to be a part of whatever I undertook, and really, that wasn't fair to me.

Yes, I do believe in social justice. It's one of my core values. However, it's not the top core value--it belonged to my beloved teachers in high school who taught me to care about the environment, people, endangered species, and all that good stuff.

However, I've been longing to have a purified passion, a passion that isn't laden with this kind of virtue for the sake of virtue and conscience. Rather, a passion that is a passion because it's a passion.

Remember when you wanted to be good at something, just because? When you had to get that trick on the skateboard right, or you practiced your handwriting so that it looked the way you wanted it to look?

That's the kind of passion I'm talking about. I remember as a kid I wasn't worried about the homeless or how my paint materials might affect the ecosystem. I dreamed of being a superhero, a novelist, an actor, and a comic book writer.

I wanted to save the world (that hasn't changed) and I wanted to thrill it with stories, entertain it with comedy and drama, lift its spirit through heroism and strange insights.

Where does being an artist fit into this? Or my crazy love of interior design? What about my fascination with philosophy? Or the pursuit of well being and self-acceptance through psychotherapy?

I don't know. I've had so many years of other people's voices layered on top of mine, that the last three decades have been a process of submitting, then succumbing, and finally emerging into my own sense of self.

I still struggle with a feeling of shame when I admit what I would like to do, yet I revel in the artistry of those who follow their passions unapologetically (especially when I benefit). I am grateful for the sushi chef hellbent on making the best sushi ever. I swoon for the storyteller that excavates slowly a heartbreaking story I'll never forget.

So not all filmmakers turn out to be George Lucas. The point, though, isn't that Lucas aimed to make Star Wars to affect the world. The point is that he did what he loved, told a story he was passionate about, and everything that came afterwards was unexpected gravy.

We have no right and no control over what other people think of us and what we do. We can only do what we do with integrity, and determination if it calls for it.

Up, up, and away!

Invite Beauty,

I.

Creating The Family Tree: Sketch #1

2011-10-24T09:24:00.000-07:00

Okay, okay!

I've been promising to post pics of one of my commissions for a while now. Here's the first sketch.

The family that commissioned me commissioned a carpenter to create a media unit that would house their A/V stuff. They had just purchased a large flat screen TV and didn't want to see it all the time in the living room (especially when it was off), and thought a painting would hide it nicely, while beautifying the living room.

I was invited to create one of my Original Finger Paintings, which would be painted on a pair of doors. It would be the largest Original Finger Painting I've made to date, plus it was on wood. We had to see if the varnish the carpenter used would mess with my oil paints, and luckily, it didn't.

Initial sketches are fascinating to me because I like to see the progression from start to finish, and to note what changed, what was kept, and what was tossed out.

Based on what my patrons told me they wanted, I sketched this oak for them. It's based on the Valley Oak, which is found in the Bay Area of Northern California.

Notice the faint line in the middle, where the doors would meet, and also the four roots which represented the four members of the family. The black rectangle is drawn to scale for the doors.

More sketches coming!

Invite Beauty,

I.

How it's going

2011-09-18T11:10:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, I closed down my eBay store.

Please visit my Etsy shop if you'd like to purchase any Original Finger Paintings, limited edition prints, and collectible greeting cards.

If you're the kind of person to share my work with others, that's great, too! I consider it a high compliment.

The last paintings I moved to my Etsy shop are scattered throughout the post. Please click on the captions if you're interested in more information and purchasing any of the Original Finger Paintings you see:

Meow & Zen

I've spent a few years on eBay and really enjoyed the people I met, whether they were artists, collectors, or admirers. I sold my work across the globe and made wonderful connections, some of which have continued onto Facebook and Etsy.

It's time to move on and make new connections, in places where I think it's fostered and nurtured.

So, how's it been going in the studio?

Slow. Since the completion of my last commission, which I've been promising to post since forever (bad artist! bad artist!), I've decided to put that end of my business on hiatus, too.

The truth is, the psychotherapy training (I'm almost halfway through the 3,000 hours I need before sitting for my licensing exam) and building of my private practice (one of three internships), is keeping me super busy--more than I anticipated when I started my grad program.

I'd say this lack of foresight was helpful. Who knows if it might have kept me from starting the grad program in the first place?

Death as a Maiden

The hurdles aren't over yet.

Anyway, part of being super busy has been a rise in my stress level, which was what the last post about three months ago was about--rebuilding my life in a sustainable way, and rebuilding my health.

To that end, I've continued with yoga and my thoughts on that are:

It's damn hard!!!

Seriously! I thought it was a bunch of stretching and leotards. It's not, I assure you.

I sweat and afterwards, I'm sore. It's a real workout. Keeping up with it, I notice the benefits of being more relaxed, flexible, and toned. It's certainly allowed me to work out again, which was difficult because with tense muscles, you're going to hurt yourself.

There are many forms of yoga, but two categories I recently heard of were "yin" and "yang." Yin is more restorative, emphasizing flexibility and relaxation. Yang is more about strength and stamina. All this without weights!

Bodies are neat. I forget about how taking care of mine is fun.

Call of Nature

I also utilized massage and acupuncture, and my thoughts are:

They take work, too!!!

I'm trained in massage (it's very handy, no pun intended) and when I get to work with a skilled massage therapist, it's magic. The end result is relaxation, but the work involved is being conscious during the massage and learning to relax and let go of tension in response to the attention the therapist places in tight and sore areas.

Bodywork isn't something done to you if you want it to be truly effective--it's a collaborative process.

The Lightness of Being

As for acupuncture, it was a lot more relaxing than I thought it would be. Maybe the needles mislead me, but I used to brace myself for my treatments at first, but then I realized that it not only had a calming effect on me, but I couldn't do a damned thing while I was stuck full of needles!

What I also learned was that I had to engage with the acupuncture treatment, too. I'd lie there and my mind would start wandering, and when I focused on something stressful, my back would tighten up.

I didn't know I was doing this but hey, when you have a needle in your back that twinges when your muscles tighten, you learn pretty quick how your body is responding to stress.

Acupuncture was like bio-feedback for me. I learned to quiet my mind (or else) and got immediate feedback whether it was working or not.

Essence of Motion

And that's about it. I'm feeling much better--more relaxed and healthier than before. I still have my stresses, and I miss painting, but my eyes are on the prize of that license for Marriage and Family Therapy for now.

Thanks again for all your support. More news soon, promise!

Ivan Chan Studio: Insight

Bringing passion to a boil

It's been a long time, baby

Creating The Family Tree: Sketch #1

How it's going

The rebuild

Things Break Down

Shameless!

Rest in peace, handsome

Know your ETs

11th Hour

Crooning for heartache

O Circle

Return to Netflix

Pledge Now

I've got gesso

One word: plastics

Oh, hi

Change is inevitable (when you have kids)

If you find the Buddha on a pendant...

Mystical Buddha in Blue, Soldered Pendant by oliviamoon and Ivan Chan Studio

The blue cats of mental health!

My kind of world (of Warcraft)

Crouching Walls, Hidden Space

Blah-gger

O Year of Little Art

A little break

It's tax time again

Brains, awareness, and options

Doctors without Borders

I heard the news today, oh boy.

New from Ivan Chan Studio! Rapture Card Set

New star on the rise

And here we are

And away we go

Fall of the machine

Details of Koi from Above

Yes

Sneakier preview! Koi, blue

I need a laugh.

Endings schmendings

Finished (for now)

Breaking patterns

We are all connected

The Fountain revisited

Is this art?

Sneak Preview! Lovely koi

Details of Pumpkin Pie

The Big Three

Sneakier preview! Pumpkin pie

Another hero: Philip Spooner for Equality Maine

I want it this way, too.

I want it that way.

New prices for a new economy!

Sneak Preview! It's the Great Pumpkin

Synesthesia

Woof sketch (dog and valley oak)

And here's October!

Oktoberfest! Friends of Hospice annual fundraiser and auction

Get along now

Light my fire

Eine kleine nachtsketch: vampire

Enlightenment

If you build it...it's IKEA

Remodeled blog

I yam what I yam (and I yam a psychotherapist)

The river in miniature

Adventures in splitting

Get in line to slap me

Doodling under duress 5

What's the matter here?

Run, fundraiser, run!

Being Koi

Why I love Behavioral Therapy

Hang in there

The beginning of auctions

Do over!

Actually, I do love statistics

P(blew chunks on stats test) > 0.05

Go pick up corn

Mystical Buddha in Blue, Soldered Pendant
by oliviamoon and Ivan Chan Studio