One Passion, Many Voices

Ooooo show postcards came in the mail yesterday! One of my favorite things about being in group shows is the postcards. I am so happy and honored to be in this group. The large 'feathery' piece above is by Deborah Kruger; 'transforming the fluid and sensuous materials of fiber and wax'. I urge you to visit her site and learn more about this amazing woman and her work. I was lucky enough to interview Deborah for Valley Fiber Life magazine. We had known each other casually for years. We had never had deep conversations about life, work and energy. So it was a real treat to sit her in studio and delve into many topics. Enjoy the read.

I will be showing this piece in One Passion, Many Voices at Artworks!:

We Can Use This Map, 2010. 36" x 28" rust printed, hand stitched on cotton muslin, folds intentional.

I may be demonstrating rust printing at the exhibit in New Bedford, MA on February 19th. I will announce it if it happens. I will definitely be at the artist reception on March 5 from 3-5pm.
Hope to see you.

Being Light

This is how I feel about the new year. Filaments of light suspended in space.

This was taken at a recent visit to MassMoCA in North Adams, MA. (I can't find my note on the artist name, I will get back to you with that. ) It is a homage to the Hoosac Tunnel in the Berkshires. The sculpture of mono-filament and light is large enough to walk in. It was a magical experience. My husband and I stood face to face surrounded by this light and I just shivered. I feel I can't be completely eloquent because it was a profound experience. If you are within a reasonable driving distance to North Adams, MA I urge you to experience this sculpture.

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I hope to not feel this way about the new year. That's me in the corner. Kinda looking like Little Miss Muffet. Wrapper paper never looked so ominous.

Time

Deep down I know time is an illusion. But I cannot seem to shake the hold time has on my psyche. I am forever navigating the moguls of things I want to do, have to do, relaxing, having fun, and just being. It is that silly time of year when we evaluate what has been and what may be. I always think of an Eckart Tolle moment with Oprah. He was talking about being in the moment and he had said something so profound and Oprah said something like ' I hope I will always remember what you just said ' to which he replied-'I hope not'. She looked amazed. That was everything in a nutshell.....I hope you don't remember this--take in what you need at this moment and leave the rest behind....

I find myself thinking about what is needed at this moment. And then I ask-well how long is a moment? Was that my tail I just passed?

This blog is one of my moguls. (I was a skier. I love moguls) I think of it often. I think about how much I want to say and then time slips. I will do better at catching it.

It is a new year. Many new opportunities on the horizon. I will share them. Because I love this mogul.

Wow! What A Great Garlic Fest!!

the booth, which was dubbed - The Party Booth!

The North Quabbin Garlic & Arts Festival was this past weekend. This festival is eleven years old, completely volunteer driven and continually entertains its visitors. I spoke with people from Westchester, NY, Long Island, NY, Boston, VT and Pennsylvania. It is always a chance to see old friends from around the Quabbin, former classmates and on and on.....We weren't dubbed the Party Booth for nuthin'.

I have to say, every time I am in an exhibition, do a show, participate in a festival I get really, really, really nervous. But when the work is on the walls and the people start to come I turn it into a little party and we all have a great time. Who couldn't have a great time at this year's Garlic Fest? After a few days of rain we were all ready for the sunny weekend, good food, good music and great artwork from around the North Quabbin.

Response to the birch pieces I have been working on for the past year were overwhelmingly positive. The compliments are appreciated. Thanks to those who took pieces home. I am excited by the commission conversations and ready to get to work. Because Art=Work.

time to clean up and get back to work.

Church-a place to bond

This past Sunday's church find-vintage Irish linen threads, cut-work linen, bone rings (whose bones, I don't want to know) mother of pearl buttons, and wooden spools. All for $3.00.

When my dad was still alive he would call me on a Saturday evening and say, "Meet me at church tomorrow morning? I will bring the donuts and coffee." Growing up church was not the white building with a steeple you went to on Sunday mornings. Church was the the huge flea market in a nearby town. Church was where we bonded over antiques, people's trash-our treasures, sunshine, donuts and coffee. Church was where he taught me the fine art of haggling. Church was where he taught me not everything is at it seems. Church was our place. When we moved back to the area I was happy to get his phone calls looking for a church get-together. He has been gone nearly twenty years. I still go to the huge flea market from time to time. I still call it church. I haggle, find great treasures, drink coffee, eat a donut-and think of my dad. Church was our place.

Ch-ch-changes

With apologies to David Bowie. Why so quiet, you ask? Just life. Shall we do the list....sure. I turned 50 in June, my son announced he is moving to California with his girlfriend (she is a sweet girl), my youngest leaves for college in a month (she is a sweet girl, too), and I have to say it again-I turned 50!!! Now, I know I am not the only person to turn 50 this year. Just about every one of my classmates from ORHS class of '78 turns 50 this year. The time leading up to 50 was a lot of hand-wringing---like I could somehow stop it with hand-wringing---some chastising, some nostalgia, and a dash of Bring It On!. Today I am not quite a month into it and I have to tell you it has been liberating. I had read that happens but didn't really believe it. For me it was true, with a little help from my friends. Four friends got together to raise a glass and ask the important question, "So what gets you juiced up?" Insert lots of laughs, another bottle of wine and some dessert and you have me on a new path. I am still obsessively stitching on large pieces of cotton. But the path now contains freelance work in social media engagement and laying the groundwork for some individual consulting with artists and teaching. Fifty is ok.

New Tags for New Work

These images are details from larger pieces. The bottom image has rust printed, upcycled linen as the background. I think these came out great. To the printer tomorrow. TWIST starts Friday. I am excited about the new work---the bottom image is new work. I will spend the rest of today figuring out what to bring. There are good and bad features to having a table-top show. You don't have to lug around so much. But you are limited as to what and how much you bring. My large pieces just aren't practical for this venue. I will have my slide show running so at least the work will be out there. Very excited.