Eggsistenial rumination in the temporary nature of artworks. I visited my favorite museum years ago where I saw a tour bus. On the destination sign it said, "Just Passin Through," which is exactly what I believe.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
Indigo sky inspires indigo day
touching silky fabric listening to an interesting book while pleating and stitching
and tyeing knots for shibori fabric is a perfect way to spend a perfect day dipping into indigo vat trying to reach that perfect color of darkest blue over and over letting the oxygen do the job on this day before the big weekend celebration marked with blue and white and of course red
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Talking About King's X
King's X drawing for new piece I am working on after talking about how I live on my King's X.The embroidery piece is again some stripes and color. I will not be able to finish this right now; my
sister is coming for a visit. I have not seen her for two years. We will take a little trip to Asheville, NC,
during her visit to fill our eyes with candy and to fill our spirits with joy. A visit to Bellagio is a must.
Galleries and good food and walking about enjoying early June in the mountains is my idea of fun.
Santa Fe is where we might meet next.
Tomorrow is the school picnic. I will be sad to say "
Art camp in July is when I will guide older children to use their potential and interests and creativity.
I am thinking that some felting and shibori is on the list of things to try.
I will be in and out for a while, not too much blogging I think, so enjoy your late spring days!
Monday, May 24, 2010
Three Hens
A Larger View of my hens, here. Did you ever wonder
why people say that they are so busy they are running
around like chickens with their heads cut off.
Did you ever wonder why a get together with friends
might be called a hen party. There is nothing cuter than
watching chickens. I learned the answer to all of the chicken
questions by simply watching them.
why people say that they are so busy they are running
around like chickens with their heads cut off.
Did you ever wonder why a get together with friends
might be called a hen party. There is nothing cuter than
watching chickens. I learned the answer to all of the chicken
questions by simply watching them.
My Chicken House + 3 hens
I had about 30 Bantam hens and a rooster.
I say had because one night a raccoon got inside the
house and slaughtered all of my chickens. It broke
my heart. So now I have three sculpted hens in my
front yard garden. My husband didn't want us to
go through that again. We have Black bears and
white tailed dear and many birds that we feed.
Who ever passes by gets whatever they want.
I have a Jack Russell Terrier named Jilly and she
is my planting buddy.
My Mom's First Attempt
My mom is quite elderly and blind in one eye
which does not stop her from trying new things.
She purchased a new sewing machine in order
to do free motion quilting. She loves hummingbirds.
They nested outside her kitchen window in California.
The photographs that she kept in her album became
fodder for inkjet copies to go onto her new shopping
bag along with her free form quilting. Added are
baby colorful shell like dots. I told her I would share
this with the world because I am proud of her effort.
It seems we can all have moments of pure joy no matter
our age. Young or old it is fun to experience the moment
because that is all we really ever have.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Three Ladies I Found In My Woods Yesterday
The morning before the rains came we found these and
one more. I name them to keep them safe.
In the most perfect place for them to live is where I live,
as well. This place is my Kings X where I hope I can
make a difference. The children I teach instill the hope
I have for the future. I had to go out into the world to
find that the simplicity of this place brings more to me
than I could have ever imagined or ever experienced
while I looked for it everywhere else.
I call this place home. I am satisfied.
one more. I name them to keep them safe.
In the most perfect place for them to live is where I live,
as well. This place is my Kings X where I hope I can
make a difference. The children I teach instill the hope
I have for the future. I had to go out into the world to
find that the simplicity of this place brings more to me
than I could have ever imagined or ever experienced
while I looked for it everywhere else.
I call this place home. I am satisfied.
Portions of "A Long Story"
Portions of "A Long Story"Machine Embroidery On Silk Linen and Linen Canvas
Backed with Raw Silk Hand Stitched
This Piece is 30" tall x 4.5" wide
Sunday, May 16, 2010
This IS the time
Narratives
“This is the time and this is the record of the time”
Laurie Anderson
The time of my life seems to be speeding exponentially as I approach what?
Meanwhile, I contemplate the what.
I blink my eyes and six months have gone where?
If not for this work I could not answer that question, at all.
I wonder if others feel the same?
Is it that time really has changed; that it is true?
Timesickness or this awareness visits me every now and then.
Lines and shapes and colors visit my personal language center in my brain.
I record this through thread.
The mark of my existence, the proof that I lived an hour, a day, a week, a month, a year, a decade, is
written in the marks I make; the mark, it marks the moments , it is the sign.
SPACE
Push pull advance retreat
A butterfly ^^ flaps its wings. . .
A line
A shape
Me
You
If we were big enough or small enough we could see infinity
What you do
What I do
When our essences brush
Matters to me
Matters to you.
COLOR
Without light there is
no
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Sunday, May 2, 2010
If I Were Just Big Enough or Small Enough I Would See Infinity
This piece of thread painting is 5.5" wide x 11" long.
It comes off the picture plane approximately one inch in places.
It is lined with natural silk on the backside where it attaches to museum board.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Ken Robinson says schools kill creativity | Video on TED.com
Please watch this. I saw it a few years ago and it made an impression on me.
Diana Harrison - Victoria and Albert Museum
Here is the most wonderful video of Diane Harrison speaking about her piece in this museum.
Have a seat while I tell you The Story of a Friend
SaramuZ sent to me this most wonderful gift. It came in the mail wrapped with paper and silk cord.
On the back was folded like she does in some of her wonderful handmade artist books, a note. She touches my heart with her unselfish generosity.
Inside this very interesting package is this wonderful art piece called "Have A Seat", which is exactly what I did do, had a seat, while I gazed at the work. I saw beautiful painted background with areas of crumpled magazine graphics showing through the fabric where she stitched and stitched sashiko marks that were placed precisely in this work of art. I photographed this, not so well, I am afraid, but I want to share this with you so I did it anyway.
Next, I brought this to the framer to be framed, and it is now hanging on the wall in my home. It really should be in a gallery, instead.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
A welcome back to me
Ok, so here I am in the middle of April. This year Spring slammed us. Winter left in a hurry, within one week every bulb was blooming and the pansy redbud and the dogwood are waving to me their sweet hello.
Along with mega doses of pollen comes the bout of a springtime cold, you know the kind that makes your eyes itch and where you broadcast droplets of virus to anyone within sneezing distance.
I have been in a frenzy of work. It seems that I dropped into the rabbit hole, again.
There is a very big difference between that “Black Hole” and the rabbit hole. I have worked and worked and run myself down. Time has gone by a I am afraid that I am always late for a very important date.
But really, who is counting, certainly not the rabbit.
The shadow puppet show is in two weeks and the children are having the time of their lives. It seems that all is well and is coming together just the way they want it to be. Ideas come forth and break out spontaneously. There is nothing more inspiring than a little child full of newness and delight. Breaking through the barriers of technical difficulties is taxing but not anything impossible to solve. The screen is working, the lights are working, the music is working, and the clapping and acting is a wonder to be seen. The biggest obstacle was in convincing the children that anything they could think of could be done. Well, almost anything.
My work is going well. I have taken a few pieces to the framer. It seems that I will do a talk to students at a nearby university, soon. They want to know. How do you do that? So I am going to tell them.
I will be posting some of my new work on this blog. I am still feeling a bit under the weather. So please readers be patient. I will be back in full force very soon. Hopefully, consistency will be the new motto.
My fourth grade teacher said of me when I was a child that I was consistently inconsistent. It is a chore to live up to that label. I think it is time to get out the washtub to sing and dance, again.
Along with mega doses of pollen comes the bout of a springtime cold, you know the kind that makes your eyes itch and where you broadcast droplets of virus to anyone within sneezing distance.
I have been in a frenzy of work. It seems that I dropped into the rabbit hole, again.
There is a very big difference between that “Black Hole” and the rabbit hole. I have worked and worked and run myself down. Time has gone by a I am afraid that I am always late for a very important date.
But really, who is counting, certainly not the rabbit.
The shadow puppet show is in two weeks and the children are having the time of their lives. It seems that all is well and is coming together just the way they want it to be. Ideas come forth and break out spontaneously. There is nothing more inspiring than a little child full of newness and delight. Breaking through the barriers of technical difficulties is taxing but not anything impossible to solve. The screen is working, the lights are working, the music is working, and the clapping and acting is a wonder to be seen. The biggest obstacle was in convincing the children that anything they could think of could be done. Well, almost anything.
My work is going well. I have taken a few pieces to the framer. It seems that I will do a talk to students at a nearby university, soon. They want to know. How do you do that? So I am going to tell them.
I will be posting some of my new work on this blog. I am still feeling a bit under the weather. So please readers be patient. I will be back in full force very soon. Hopefully, consistency will be the new motto.
My fourth grade teacher said of me when I was a child that I was consistently inconsistent. It is a chore to live up to that label. I think it is time to get out the washtub to sing and dance, again.
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