Monday, May 27, 2013

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Path Markers









Items collected this week:

1. knit tassel found along the Tromsdalen cross country ski trail [still enough snow that my husband and I were able to ski].

2. small pock marked rock from a recent visit to Senja.

3. red melted candle found in the yard whilst I was raking.

4.  brochure from the exhibit KRATER at the Kurant Gallery, Tromsø

5. birch bark.

6. black linen embroidery floss (purchased).



Monday, May 20, 2013

Soul Food


A replenishing day on the island of Senja.



My lovely friend, Miranda, visiting from London.

The sea.

The sun.

A little rusty wood........


Friday, May 17, 2013

Shifts


As I move forward with my creative practice I continue to deviate from my quilting and stitching roots. I still, however, have piles of textiles I worked with years ago when a full-time quilter. I consider it my challenge, and my pleasure, to continue to use them, but in more unusual ways.

So, lots of lovely silks are being cut and torn up around here these days.


I still sometimes feel uncomfortable with this new, non quilter/stitcher way of working --much less self confident that I used to, but I'm learning to find comfort in the unknown and I'm learning to get out of my way and to listen to what my eye and the fabrics want from me. 

It's an ongoing struggle and one for which I am grateful, for through it I'm able to fully experience what it feels like when I finally let go and (hopefully) I learn each time that the struggle ultimately doesn't need to be there.

As for the silks, they don't seem to care. They're quite content to be in whatever form they're in.

Nirvana.


Monday, May 13, 2013

Listen With the Eye



My husband and I made our second trip to the Norwegian immigration office this morning in order to register our temporary residence here. Unusually, we had time to spare, and decided to spend a little time wandering around a nearby derelict building site (not unusual!).

A visually fruitful trip.


Saturday, May 4, 2013

The Outside World



Like most of us, I draw much inspiration from the work of others. It's fantastic to see how artists combine materials, create compositions, use colour, etc. --in essence, how they see the world through their work.  I also, however, get to the point, quite often, when I have to STOP looking at the work of others. I need to stop searching the internet for images that I think may trigger some idea that is already very present within ME.

I love how David Bayles and Ted Orlando capture this in their book Art & Fear: Observations On the Perils (and Rewards) of Artmaking:

Most of us spend most of our time in other peoples' worlds -- working at predetermined jobs, relaxing to pre-packaged entertainment -- and no matter how benign this ready-made world may be, there will always be times when something is missing or doesn't quite ring true. And so you make your place in the world by making part of it -- by contributing some new part to the set. And surely one of the more astonishing rewards of artmaking comes when people make time to visit the world you have created. Some, indeed, may even purchase a piece of your world to carry back and adopt as their own. Each new piece of your art enlarges our reality. The world is not yet done.

I hope some of my work may inspire you to follow that idea that is following (and wanting to catch!) you so that you may continue to make your place in the world and contribute to, and enlarge, ours.


Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Off The Wall



The small textile items on my 'working wall' of several weeks ago are finally being put to good use. They began as larger projects that didn't work, were cut up, put in a box, and travelled with me to Norway. I've now begun to attach them to archival art paper and will eventually mount and frame them.

It's lovely to see them as small textile 'sketches' in their own right, and interesting that they work quite well this way when they really didn't work when they were larger.

I'm happy that they've found their way and I'm thinking that they've sparked the impetus for me to begin to sell on-line.

Sometimes good things come in smaller packages.