Saturday, May 29, 2010

Noticing and Allowing I


In a rush before a trip.
tea left in a cup.
Packed the things I needed.
forgot to tidy up.

Returned to find things growing.
caused me quite a start.

Looked again with lack of judgement.

Now it's become art.

Monday, May 24, 2010

The Art of Inhabiting II


Ripped up.
Cleared away.
Weeded.

Swept, arranged and organized.

Now it is time to simply notice and allow.
Rest and replentish in the way that best suits.
Relinquish control and let nature take its course.
Be surprised at what grows.
Sometimes even weeds can be lovely.

Friday, May 21, 2010

Hanging Around



Like a few of her friends, this necklace has kind of been hanging around since I made her last summer. Given that she's been such a good sport and companion, I thought she deserved some attention.

The larger stone (I don't for the life of me remember what it is) had been around for a couple of years and when I introduced it to the smaller black stones (they look almost volcanic) collected in Prague where I visited my friend Jessica last summer, there was an instant attraction. A little hand knotted waxed hemp joined in the scene to mellow things out, and there's been a cool groove going ever since......

Friday, May 14, 2010

Everything Old is New Again


I've taken scissors to a larger textile experiment that has been lying around for a couple of weeks. Trying as it might to 'be' as it was, it just wasn't feeling comfortable in itself. There was something a bit contrived in how I was trying to make it 'art.' (and no, it wasn't me beating myself up about it, it really was contrived...funny how we know the difference).

I find, under these circumstances, the best thing to do it cut it up. Gasp! How beastly! How drastic! Yep, but sometimes in order to shift energy you need to shake things up and let some light in. My project is now excited and at ease about it's new path and so am I.

Transformation happens when we are willing to allow change.

Life, like art, is sort of like that.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Passing Through the Harshest Danger



Today, for some reason, I'm feeling intimidated by my own process. This happens every once in a while. I create something I really like - it incorporates a newly discovered technique and it's interesting (to me, at least). I then see it the next day and start to ponder it's relevance and it's beauty. I fear that I am fooling myself. Artist? Ha! Talented? Get real. You think this is interesting? What do you know? I fear getting started again on something new. The dark abyss has reared it's ugly head.

So today I need a little encouragement. I've posted a photo I took in Norway last August to remind me how I am inspired by nature's own process.

I have also returned to one of my favorite poems by Rainer Maria Rilke, first introduced to me by my mother. I love it because it brings me back to the fact that the true powers we have exist beyond our own minds.

As once the winged energy of delight
carried you over childhood's dark abysses,
now beyond your own life build the great
arch of unimagined bridges.

Wonders happen if we can succeed
in passing through the harshest danger;
but only in a bright and purely granted
achievement can we realize the wonder.

To work with Things in the indescribable
relationship is not too hard for us;
the pattern grows more intricate and subtle,
and being swept along is not enough.

Take your practiced powers and stretch them out
until they span the chasm between two
contradictions...

For the god wants to know himself in you.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Ode to the Bombyx mori


As I look around my studio at the many piles of silk that are strewn about (Yes, strewn. I know, those of you who know me and how organized I am may find that difficult to believe, but when I'm working things are strewn :)) I feel I must pay homage to the Bombyx mori silk worm who is busily munching away at piles of Mulberry leaves so that I may feed my own creative needs and desires.

Thank you Bombyx mori. This one's for you.


silk chiffon, cotton machine stitching, silver seed beads, Czech glass beads, playfulness

Monday, May 10, 2010

A Cousin Comes to Town


As promised, the silk chiffon cousin of the silk charmeuse necklace has come to town. Apparently she is as equally comfortable indoors as she is out in our garden. That's good because I've come to realize that my heart sings when I'm working in the garden -- and I always appreciate good company.




silk chiffon, cotton machine stitching, vintage pearls and crystal beads, silver seed beads, love

Thursday, May 6, 2010

A Little of This A Little of That



Truth be told, this is a neckpiece I did over last summer - not a direct product of me clearing out my studio the other day. She's been hanging around since I moved to England and she finally decided she needed to step out for her 'close up.'

Her more public persona helps inspire me as I work on more of her friends....grey silk chiffon cousin on the way......

I also owe my new found creative energy to the fact that I spent the entire of yesterday cleaning out and organizing our cellar (oh my). As I said to my husband, it's so interesting to look initially at a large overwhelming project and think "Oh my god this will never happen. It's too much", but once you ease your way into it and take it one step at a time things begin to take shape. The relationship to the project completely changes - you become a part of it instead of IT being the bully and you being the damsel in distress.

It's such a satisfying feeling to get over that hump and to look back at your accomplishment. I also love how doing a little of something seemingly un-creative, unleashes creative energy in other ways.

Thoughts to ponder in other areas of life......

silk charmeuse, silk chiffon, vintage jet beads, a sense of humour

Monday, May 3, 2010

The Art of Inhabiting


Well, my workspace spoke up today and said very clearly that the grotty old green carpeting which has been covering it for years needed to be ripped up and thrown out. So that's what happened.

I'm one step closer to making this space more 'my own' - transforming it from the guestroom in what has been my new husband's house for a number of years - into a creative space where my own ideas may continue to land and my own energies may inhabit.

There's a fresh feeling with the carpet gone. The wood floor is breathing a little easier and so am I.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

The Energy of Things


I've been away from my studio for several months now. Away from home, actually, while pending immigration issues needed to be managed.

It's strange to now come back afresh and to begin to set to work in a space that feels as if it's a bit of a stranger. I'll need to re-establish my relationship with the fabrics and tools awaiting me and I'll have to have some meaningful conversations with the work I left there. I wonder how my newly begun and interrupted projects did while I was away? Is the same idea still there? Or did the partially sewn silk chiffon change it's mind about the beads I chose? I'll need to put aside my need for order and control and listen to the space and its contents for further instructions. Stay tuned.