Thursday, September 24, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
So now I'm off to pack the rest of the fabrics to send her...
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
Originally uploaded by alsokaizen
I think I have caught Lar's cold, my throat is suspiciously sore and I feel uninterested in doing anything tonight that uses actual brain waves (well OK thats not totally unusual for a Friday night)
'Nough said here is another photo from NM, soon after it was taken my battery died and (as I had forgotten the charger) I had to leave off taking photos
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
While visiting mom she asked me to make some fabric to use in this quilt design. I referred to Color By Accident by Ann Johnston, (a really good book on low water immersion dyeing)
and got the basic idea of what I wanted to try.
The pattern calls for 1 yard of the hand dyed "sky" fabric
I wet it out and wrung it to damp, then crumpled it into an old Chinese food takeout container. (perfect size!)
I chose three colors (Gold, Orange and Scarlet) in medium densities, approximately 5 gr per cup.
The measured amounts of dye powders were added to 1/2 the water and dissolved
then poured over the fabric in sections; Scarlet far right, Orange center, and Gold far left.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
I have no idea who that quote is attributed to or where I found it, it has been living on my work studio wall for years.
The true cost of anything is what we must give up to have it.
At one time it served to reinforce some rigid ideas I have long held about what an “artist” is, ideas that I am unable to live up to such as being free and unconcerned with financial security. Only half of me was built that way the other half finds the idea of being without a weekly paycheck panic inducing.
I have spent long hours trapped in a struggle between those two sides, wanting to be free and wanting to be secure. There is nothing really wrong with either of them. They both serve me. The problem is when I start to think that they are mutually exclusive, without the freedom/creative part I die a little inside, without the security here comes the panic attack. I start to go round and around like a rat chasing its tail.
I finally sought help with this last year and found someone wonderful to help me break out of this circular thinking trap.
It is getting better. I’m not there yet but lets face it there is no THERE.
But back to the quote, it has been the theme of all of my clearing and sorting this summer. The cost for me hasn’t been about money so much as space, both physical and psychic. I only get so much space and so many hours to work with, if its all filled up I get to feeling trapped. As I’ve sorted I’ve found that many of the things I’ve been holding onto were physical manifestations of my “shoulds” and “good ideas” and “ought tos”. In order to clear the space I had to release plans, ideas and dreams that don’t fit anymore or that I just don’t want to do (but feel like I should). The cost of keeping it is too high for me to pay.
There has been some mourning, some struggles have ensued as well (which is why it has taken so long), and I don’t think I got it done perfectly. I probably kept more than I should have. I think it’s an ongoing process I will revisit from time to time. I’m trying to do this gently and to find a balance between the two impulses that I can live with. The biggest thing I am sorting out is what my definition of a creative life is.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Well I'm out of shibori paper scraps now! This is the final basket in the diagonal weave in all of its glory. There were some technical issues (of course there were) but I triumphed in the end.
The top is done by folding over all of the ends and weaving them back into the body giving it a zig zag edge.