A bit of a change this month. The "life quilt" is an assembly of fabrics made as a graduation gift for my daughter. The quilt was inspired by places she has lived in and visited as well as her interests and influences. The quilt took a year to make and is a celebration of her life and life in general.
Washed Up is a year-long art project using objects that wash up at my local beach combined with whatever is going on in my life and the world at that time. There is no theme or master plan, other than to be inspired by whatever washes up....
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Monday, May 27, 2013
April 2013: LOSS
| "LOSS" |
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
"ANNIVERSARY"
The 10th anniversary of the war in Iraq was a muted affair with no official commemorations planned in either Washington or Baghdad.
The 10th anniversary of the war in Iraq was a muted affair with no official commemorations planned in either Washington or Baghdad.
| I've noticed that items that have been in the sea start to look like they have come from the sea - a weathering process that renders all things equal |
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| Bags, balloons and even a lobster! |
Sunday, March 10, 2013
February's piece is called "Coming and Going" and represents the contrasts I've seen and thought about this month. February started with an explosive intrusion into the Earth's atmosphere. The headline from The New York Times on Feb. 16th read "Meteor Explodes, Raining Fragments on Siberia." It struck me that life is unexpected and surprising and that events can explode into an individual life in a shocking way. The end of the month was marked by two events that spoke to withdrawal - the resignation of a Pope and a father finally needing respite care.
So I've been thinking about contrast a lot this month.
The beach yielded a ready-made sculptural piece that needed no further additions or embellishment from me.
This screaming, sea-shredded piece of white plastic reminds me of a gull straining against the wind. I simply photographed it on black to provide the contrast that was February.
| I prefer this upside down - it's quite sinister |
| Gull screaming at the wind |
| The claw |
| Head thrown back |
| Nantasket on a cold March morning |
| After the storm |
| February's materials |
Saturday, March 2, 2013
A bit of a digression from washedup but a happy weekend spent doing an oil sticks class at the MFA, Boston.
The Studio
First attempt at oil sticks, love the ability to get such intense colorsNo, not a celebrity nipple..ha ha! a pomegranate
..and you can scratch into the lovely goopy oil paint
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Monday, February 18, 2013
"I WANT TO LOOK OUT ONE MORE TIME"
January's piece is called "I want to look out one more time" and is inspired by items found on Nantasket Beach in Hull, MA one cold Sunday afternoon. I went to the beach with no grand plan other than to pick up items that were not natural - things not normally found on a beach like shells or stones. I found the green net sacking which looked like it had once held vegetables or wood, lots and lots of plastic "rope" from buoys or boats and in one spot, the remains of celebratory balloons complete with streamers. I expect that the balloons were left over from New Year celebrations - perhaps a group of people had rented one of the summer homes during the holiday and counted in the New Year of 2013 on the beach. I was drawn to create something woven for January partly because I'm drawn to fibres and sewing and it felt very natural for me to create a piece like this and partly because with a new Presidency underway it felt appropriate to weave and unravel the different strands of our complex world. I thought of the balloon-revellers on the beach, hopeful for the new year and the wistful remarks of a President who wanted to indulge the simple urge to look out one more time.
January's piece is called "I want to look out one more time" and is inspired by items found on Nantasket Beach in Hull, MA one cold Sunday afternoon. I went to the beach with no grand plan other than to pick up items that were not natural - things not normally found on a beach like shells or stones. I found the green net sacking which looked like it had once held vegetables or wood, lots and lots of plastic "rope" from buoys or boats and in one spot, the remains of celebratory balloons complete with streamers. I expect that the balloons were left over from New Year celebrations - perhaps a group of people had rented one of the summer homes during the holiday and counted in the New Year of 2013 on the beach. I was drawn to create something woven for January partly because I'm drawn to fibres and sewing and it felt very natural for me to create a piece like this and partly because with a new Presidency underway it felt appropriate to weave and unravel the different strands of our complex world. I thought of the balloon-revellers on the beach, hopeful for the new year and the wistful remarks of a President who wanted to indulge the simple urge to look out one more time.
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