Monday, March 13, 2017

intermediary countrymen

  There are two theories to arguing with a woman. 
Neither works.   Will Rogers 

I was out of the studio so much last week that I need to skip a lap to finish at all.  I got one table cleared off to do the handwork on the 'What I Should Have Said' piece but most of the appliqué work is (UGH) circles.  I have to wear my readers with my nose on the work to see what Im doing, I hate this handicap accessible stuff-  what I need is a seeing eye dog.  One that can thread needles.  It sure seems like 36" go thread lasts about a minute and a half before I need more.

I stopped in the local quilt shop for more thread the other day and it has a new owner.  The place looks great, all cleaned up and streamlined.  They eliminated clutter and put the fancy new machines front and center while the quilting fabrics are less featured.  Sound decision.  So I chatted for awhile and looked around and BOIIING!  They had the Bernina Q-20 on display.  I fell madly uncontrollably, passionately in love.  It is unfortunately $12,999 so I won't be breaking the change jar open.  You read that right.  All I can think about is how wonderful it would be to bang out the two huge pieces I'm working on.  In reality, remember I recently cut up every quilt I ever made that wasn't sold or lost and vowed to make quilting secondary to playing around with Other Things.  Wonder if I would get anywhere with Kickstarter...  Wish I had a stable of other quilters around here to rent it out as needed, but this bunch is all sporty and doing other stuff like playing golf and exercising daily.  Pooh.  I will take donations!  Yeah, that's the ticket.  

I got in touch with my friend, who owns a long arm and does wonderful work, for advice.  She told me the next best is not even half that price so I guess I should look for a dealer for that and get a demo.  But the truth is after you've sat in a luxury car, the old Mini just ain't flipping your hear any more. 

I came home today after a whole day or errands and felt sorry for myself-  but I did it under the sunset in the hot tub at 104 degrees, and a coldglass of wine provided by my butler.  Trying real hard not to love the palm trees blowing overhead.  What an ungrateful shit I am.  I will instead invest in bottles o' glue in many varieties, perhaps a new kneaded eraser, and be happy happy.  Hell, I have been making stuff since I was 8 or 9 out of stuff I find.  I don't need no stinking' quilting machine.

Today I had to go to the pet store and then I went to Home Goods where I found this guy (didn't BUY him, only stole his image, enough with the squirrels, already).  He was big and would have possibly not gone on the shelf where the other one is, so even though he was nicer I let him live on at HomeGoods.  What I did buy were 3 10' long garlands of different kinds of carrots.  I am decorating for Easter with carrots.  And believe me I felt that buying all 3 strands were an extravagance, especially since I do't celebrate Easter, well, except for the bunnies and lamb and colored eggs.  Carrots solve the problem.  Got a few other things for Easter baskets, now just must find perfect baskets!  And grass, and egg coloring kits.

While I'm in holiday mode, I also picked up a corned beef, so that will be my next creative project.  Lets get ARTY and out of this funk.

Japan has a rich tradition of food carving called mukimono. If you’ve ever eaten at a fancy restaurant in Japan you might have found a carrot carved into a bunny, garnishing your plate. But in the hands of Japanese artist Gaku, the art of fruit and vegetable carving is elevated to a new realm of edible creations.
When asked what he does with all his creations after he’s done, his reply is simple: he eats them.

OK, I feel more grounded.  Thing guy does such detail work with nothing but a paring knife.  Shame on me.

ungrateful wench.

Saturday, March 04, 2017

ova silvery oval

“There are many fine things which we cannot say
 if we have to shout,” Henry David Thoreau

from one of my 'squirrely' friends

I have spent THREE FULL DAYS in the studio-  partly attributed to a giant coffee thermos that's been unused in the drawer for a very long time-  who knew that you could pour your hot coffee in in the morning and this darn thin walled, drink hole open on top- would keep the coffee hot until about 3 PM!  Amazing!  Anyway it's big enough to still have coffee left by then, and shiny enough not to get lost in my piles.  And I certainly have piles these days.  And then today I skipped a day.  I needed to clean the refrigerator and do some laundry and watch another Great British Baking show, all important bizniz.

I am still working on the two big quilts every day, adding a few items here, sewing a few things there, but most of my time on the quilts is waiting for glue to dry on the 10 collages I have made for the Altered Book Collaboration.  And finally I am done.  It's supposed to be one piece every month sent to the various 9 members around the country but I sort of got going and wanted to clear that project to make room for other things on the glue table so did all at once.  Yesterday I went to Staples and bought 18 envelopes, addressed them and stamped them to send out this week.  Wanna see?


The ones that re labeled 'Mad Men' are all pictures of male models from an Sunday Supplement where they were apparently told to look angry-  not a grin or a wink in that whole magazine so I scanned a few, added stuff around them and made a 24"x 24" collage.  I cut it up into 4 10" squares for this project, added paint and a label on each-  it does NOT refer to the tv show, only the mad male models!  finally got them all pressed for a few days, coated with medium, and threads and raw edges finished.

an example of a repeat pattern, sigh.  Don't let this happen to you.

So, it must be time for the arty party!  
I am still waiting for my piece to be returned by the Fuller Craft Museum up in MA  It was an invitational about the use of photography in craft and with all my prints on fabric they found me!  The show has been down several weeks now and I'm not in a particular hurry.  The Curator sent me pictures of the show as hung and I kinda loved some of the pieces in it, in particular a guy named Kyle Meyer who prints inks onto photo paper by hand and then weaves the resulting images together.  I love to see who else is in a multi media show and then track 'em down!  Here's an example, but go look at his site and see for yourself.
Love his work!

OH LOOKIE, a day too late but I am adding this photo from the Fuller!  I got a whole pack of photos of this show and here is mine hanging right near the Meyer work!  See how close I can get without touching?

Wednesday, March 01, 2017

countermen counterpart intercom

I'm not saying let's go out and kill all the stupid people. I'm just saying let's remove all the warning labels and let the problem work itself out.
(Someone, Not Me)

Squirrels making a collage!  Jane Kim artwork.

OMG, I caught the 100-Day-Cough!  Well, I've had it for 4 days but it doesn't seem to be leaving anybody who has it, and everybody seems to!  Self medicating with anything I can find at Walgreens that says SEVERE on it.  I was much better yesterday and spent the whole day at the studio catching up on a few things and daring to be brave and set the Hurricane Gates quilt under the sewing needle and whirred away,  Yeah, ALL friggin day I worked on it and got one measly quadrant sewn down.  I am not happy with the perfect dead leaves I made from 2 layers of French silks because I didn't fuse them askew to keep from fraying.  But it didn't bother me all that much because leaves are Ok to have  shreds edges, especially if they are dead and being blown about.  Right?  Well that's my story and it's staying with us.  Sometimes you just have to accept what happens to move on.

Then I also spent some time with What I Shoulda Said since I was at the machine and didn't have to change the thread color.  It's main problem now is just trying to keep it flat instead of ripply as I add stuff on top of stuff to it.  This is the one made of all parts of other work  and mostly hand dyed and printed fabrics from all over the place.  Nice patterns, beautiful colors here and there, and even a wee Adam and Eve standing on to teensy Tide Pool.  I did also cut one border for the top so that's ready to go when I get all the panels sewn together, then trimmed so it's almost 90 degrees on the corners.  I can't do that without a clear table thought and have too much other stuff going to lay it out just yet.  I simply MUST get to clean up and put away before I can do much else.

A Life Philosophy.  And besides, it's been my opinion that when crap hits the fan it's better to use it for something that to try to clean it up and redo it all.  Although there usually isn't much one can do creatively with crap (except the guy who 'paints' with elephant dung) but COVER IT UP.  

I'm slowly walking around now after being actually IN BED for a couple of days, but I did manage to go through a few seasons of The Great British Bake Off.  I have another one to go and have been mostly dozing through the episodes so when I see it again I won't recognize it at all and enjoy it anew.  One of the nicer things about getting old is not having to remember tv shows or books or remember names of friends-  when you can't introduce them to each other even they now understand.  But watching the show put the baking itch back in my psychology-  and I 'proofed' it by 'rising' and making a batch of Pita bread.  I frankly didn't like the recipe I used and now need to track down others to find the perfect one-  this one was just way too Wonder-Breadish.  But then again I might be used to pita from a great bakery that's been frozen so it makes the smugglers trip to Florida.  Anyway, it needs a revision.

I've been whining for a tempurpedic bed that zips up to a sitting position or raises my knees or folds me in half or changes the temperature.  We need a new mattress and it seemed time to start complaining since I have to plant the seed of the New Mattress in his head, ugh and oof a few months trying to get comfortable, and draw attention to the deepening wallows.  But the time I really need this, he will think maybe I'm right.  Well today he went to the Back Store and bought sets of 4 gigantic wedges for each side that can combine in odd and circus-y ways to prop up any part or combination of parts at a moment's notice. The bed now looks like somebody has parked a Volkswagen on it and has made all my cute throw pillows useless.  Tonight will be the maiden voyage, not sure this will work out, as I would most assuredly rather press a button and whir up to the position I choose rather than wedge myself in and not be able to unwed without ropes and pullys.  Report to follow.

Like I promised, the Report!  First of all my bed looks like it
s hiding a herd of mongooses, big lumps everywhere!  I couldn't use the neck piece at all, too hard and all it did was push my chin into my chest-  dumped it. The knee pillow was good for awhile but then it was in the way because I needed to stretch out a bit.  Next I threw out the giant circle slice because there comes a time when you don't WANT to be sitting up straight waiting for somebody to bring in your dinner... ain't gonna happen-  so I threw that to the floor too.  The small triangle worked fine and kept the monsters from crawling up the open space behind the mattress (shades of my childhood, don't ask!)
Imagine my surprise when I tried to step out of bed and hit the pile of squishy foam instead of the floor!  I don't know if I'll get used to this or not.  But it IS great for watching tv.  Of course I didn't actually do that because we lost the remote in all the damn installation process! Verdict is still out.

Things are getting very scheduled around here of late as folks realize there are only 2 months before they head out.  Actually had my first conversation on when a friend is leaving and it made me sad.  Frankly I have had enough of all the invitations and plans and inability to just go anywhere we want for dinner once in awhile.  We tried to have a dinner party for 8 friends but gave up after trying 4 different dates to round them up.  Maybe will try again next month, but maybe this 100 day cough will still scare them off.  In preparation for the coming 
quiet ahead I just might get a tattoo for entry into the tiki huts...


So here I am having my ARTY PARTY all by myself!  

Meet Daniel Ranalli and his snail drawings!  The series is based on the drawings made by snails on the wet sand in the inter-tidal zone. They are part of an ongoing series of works involving collaboration between the snails and the artist. It was choreographed by the snails’ starting positions, and then photograph the marks they make over time.

He tends to think of the snail pieces as a metaphor for the order we establish in our lives, and how the element of chance enters in to shape the result -regardless of how much we attempt to structure it. The works are usually in time sequences of two images made over a period of twenty to thirty minutes.

Love this-  finally found a use for all the snails we get in wet seasons!  If you catch any, save them for me.   Or follow them...

Thursday, February 23, 2017

silkworm our silky

 I decided to change calling the bathroom the John 
and renamed it the Jim. I feel so much better 
saying I went to the Jim this morning.

Been a very full week, stuff happening every day that certainly interferes with things I really would rather be doing.  This 'in-season' stuff is exhausting and I am anxious for folks to take their visiting families and go home!  We have been trying to have a dinner party and cannot round up enough people two weeks ahead-  everybody has plans so far ahead!  (More 'ahead' than I want to deal with!)  So today we are sending out DIS-invites and a promise to reschedule at some point down the road.  As recently as a few years ago I would have assumed it was ME but somehow I've gotten over it because I know how hard it was for me to find a night that I wasn't busy myself!  So, it looks like that is off my plate for awhile.

I've only been able to carve out an hour here or a half hour there at the studio which I am getting worried about but this morning I realized that all this time away is because I need to solve a problem on the 'Hurricane Gates' piece and somehow wrestle it under the machine needle to get things attached permanently.  Ive been avoiding this as the solution since it's so big and stiff and won't manipulate easily but it's the only way.  Fusing only works as a stop-gap measure but it does hold things in place on the thick canvas long enough to do the machine work.  My handwork also is a problem since it's so hard to get the needle through the painted canvas.  Why do I DO this???  Geesh.  Anyway I have a couple of hours this AM to try out another plan.  Then I have to go to the Bocce game I'm scheduled in for.  Sigh.

I was shopping for sunglasses the other day and had my real glasses in my hand so I could try them on.  I kind of tried on every pair on the racks, got frustrated and decided to get out of there BUT couldn't find my real glasses...  Somehow I had put them down and spent an hour scouring the racks for them, looking under the racks, on top of the racks, in all the sunglasses slots, then through the dressing room-  they were not there.  It was sort of like looking for the needle without an eye in the proverbial haystack-  all the ones I checked were with eyes.  SO, I reported to the lost and found but for days now I have checked with them and no Rx glasses have appeared.  Trifocals, way too expensive to lose.  I was able to find my old glasses from 10 years ago but they look pretty crappy and now I am forced into getting new ones.  Fortunately I have an eye exam coming up so I can get some replacements.  Rats.  I hate to spend all that money on lenses-  they're INVISIBLE!  

And oh yeah, never did find sunglasses but I bought some powerful drugstore readers as a stop gap measure

Off to the studio to put in some time-
Later: I was in the studio from 8 until 10:45, then from 1 to 5 PM so finally I got some things done.  I did in fact wrestle with the Gates and got a little bit done-  doesn't look like I had envisioned but then things never do.  I started working on a piece for the Adulterated Book group but whacked the idea because I was told it was 12" but the one I received in the mail the other day was 10".  Now I must do some research on who's rules to follow!  But I got it started, yahoo!  Except for the paint under my fingernails or a few days.

And in a minute I am headed out for a bit of cheeseburger and a bottle of something made of hops at the local pub so in a hurry to give a bit o' ARTY PARTY!   Here goes:
The THING here is that all of these works are by fiber artists.  Celebrate diversity!  And go see any fiber show that comes your way this week!  (well, except for a boring old quilt show...)
Johanna Jacks

Johanna Jacks

Caroline Wells Chandler

Caroline Wells Chandler

Jim Drain

Stephan Goldrajch

Stephan Goldrajch

Orly Genger

Orly Genger



Ernesto Neto

Ernesto Neto

Haegue Yang

Haegue Yang