'Just stop thinking, worrying, looking over your shoulder, wondering, doubting, fearing, hurting, hoping for some easy way out, struggling, grasping, confusing, itching, scratching, mumbling, bumbling, grumbling, humbling, stumbling, numbling, rambling, gambling, tumbling, scumbling, scrambling, hitching, hatching, bitching, moaning, groaning, honing, boning, horse-shitting, hair-splitting, nit-picking, piss-trickling, nose sticking, ass-gouging, eyeball-poking, finger-pointing, alleyway-sneaking, long waiting, small stepping, evil-eyeing, back-scratching, searching, perching, besmirching, grinding, grinding, grinding away at yourself. Stop it and just DO.' Sol LeWitt to Eva Hesse
nothing like a wee nap with one's favorite guy
Off to Stitching' and Bitchin' today to see who else has floated into town! Always a good thing to see the people coming back but it unfortunately also brings bad traffic and restaurant waits unless you go early or late. When you go late, say 8:00, everyone has left and you run the risk of the bartender saying you don't have to go home but you gotta get outta here... Yup, end of October this place really fills up quickly. A Good and a Bad thing.
Next I go to the studio to wrestle Side 2 of the Addendum quilt.
If I don't get distracted by other shiny objects it wouldn't take too long to do, BUT meet my shiny objects:
the rustic extreme beginning of another dropcloth painting on an old canvas carry-bag. This puppy won't get attention until the show is packed and off to it's resting place but I need to have something festering in my mind until then.
3 books in progress. Don't judge my working methods, please.
The BEFORE shelf of white and tan fabrics along with the AFTER---
The thing is that it takes a long time to refold each one. Obviously the stacking has to change so I can pull out a piece now and then but I haven't figured it out yet- they need to go vertical so I guess I need a couple more flat shelves so I can do that. I guess I don't need so many whites anyway.
OMG, DID I SAY THAT???
In 2011, Brazilian artist Tatiana Blass pierced the walls of a Sao Paulo chapel with large masses of red yarn, letting the bright material trail into the surrounding grasses, landscape, and trees. The installation, titled Penelope, was named after Odysseus’s wife in Homer’s Odyssey, a character who kept herself away from suitors while he was at war by weaving a burial shroud by day, and secretly taking pieces of it apart at night. Inside the chapel the work continued with a 45-foot-long carpet leading to a loom into which it was stuck. Immaculate on one side of the loom and in pieces on the other, strings of the dismantled rug traveled outside of the chapel through preexisting holes that made their way into the yard. The piece, just like the epic poem, leaves us to wonder whether the work is in a state of construction or unraveling, if the carpet is being built, or slowly torn apart.
Gotta get finished packing, boarding pass in hand- Later, Gator!