Friday, March 28, 2014

Tea, Felt and Froth-The Process

This long, cold winter I found myself once again drawn to felting and drinking many cups of tea.   Aha, what about doing something interesting with these "two of my favorite things?"  I had a good amount of off white roving (wool) and decided to dip my hands in warm water and soap and fashion pieces of felt.
wool locks,  ivory wool, plus a bag of silk fibers
I do believe that artists are scientists and I love to "experiment" with different elements.  I love chai tea lattes, the froth and creamy, smooth color.  Ahhh!  So, why not see how loose tea when captured in wool would look and smell.  Time to get out the tools.

I did a bit of brewing  and used the tea instead of warm water.  I also decided to just throw loose tea onto the second to the last layer of wool (roving).  I then added a thin layer of roving over it to catch the tea.  Agitating it with my  hands, adding soap, beating it up - oh the smell was wonderful - I created my own froth.  
I made many pieces of all different sizes - just letting the wool make its own shape.  The photo below shows where I created a pocket and felted in a whole tea bag.  I also added white wool locks.  At times I added strings from the bags and the tags plus small fabric doilies.  Notice the curly wool locks below.



doilies.
Here are the pieces placed but not felted.  It took several times to make the final arrangement.  Notice the little pocket in the middle - I decided not to include it in this piece.

all together now

So now what to do with it.  I was off to the craft store to buy a canvas. I finally decided on one that was big enough and left some breathing room.  I painted it in the same mocha colors as the felt.  So now how to get it on the canvas?  NEEDLE AND THREAD!  It took many hours to stitch the felt onto the canvas (the back is quite lovely)!



36" x 48" on gallery wrapped canvas


By the way - it smells delicious!

Monday, January 27, 2014

Quandries and Certainties

It's been since May that I posted here.

My artwork has meandered through felt, paint, fabric, beads and during the summer - trying to find what medium I could settle on - very unsettling.  Maybe it was creative block - or too much creativity.



Here I am in late January and what have I settled on?  Well, I don't believe I'll ever be "settled" - emotionally or physically.  I have Fibromyalgia and Myofascial Pain Syndrome plus a bum hip.  Having these conditions - which fluctuate in their manifestations - to a large degree influence my "states".  Restlessness and pain have a way of interrupting my flow.

But with this restlessness comes a yearning for relief and ease which leads to "search" and "experimentation".  Art is a never ending juxtaposition of quandries and certainties.  

Here, here is where I currently am:
Felt and tea bags and tea on canvas

recycled pieces of fabric stitched, felted and embellished with beads


"Lydia" acrylic, fabric on canvas - here she is almost finished.

"Lydia"
























Monday, May 6, 2013

Between the Breaths of Spring

With my morning Starbucks Chai Tea Latte safely secured in my cup holder,  I glanced in my rear view mirror.  Across the parking lot and lining the roadway just beyond was (and still is) a row of bushes.  They were nicely trimmed and lined up - tops the same height - residing in new mulch.  Aha, the artist's eyes opened wide - just loved those branches - the shapes between, below, next to.  Nope, didn't take a photo (oh, there's always time).  But here's today's photos.
Today looking back
Imagine the branches, with the grass very low, etc.
I am very fond of roots and crooked branches.  This area where the branches are is very smooth.  I applied a heavy gel to the canvas which created a skin-like ground.


"Between the Breaths of Spring"
My prayer plant decided to bloom so it became the perfect focal point to light her face and adorn her third eye.  The trees on the right are dimensional (again, a thicker use of a gel medium).  Little orbs of gold paint adorn the tips of the flowers' leaves as well as the edges of her mantle.
Here she resides resplendent in coppers and golds.  She is every color, enhanced in light and surrounded by textural elements.  May you join her in serenity and rejoice in the earth.

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Immortalizing a Baby Rabbit

It was Sunday morning, I walked down the steps of our townhouse to go to the car.  There, several houses down lay something on the walk.  It was early and my eyes were not yet adjusted to the bright light, but even so, I knew what it was.

I quietly approached and there he/she lay - a perfect, tiny bunny.  I thought he was alive because his eyes were open and at first I couldn't see if there was anything wrong with him.  But then I saw something had bitten him on the back of his neck - not badly though.

I am terrible with hurt or dead animals.  Without going into a psychological harrang here, there is something deep inside me that identifies with small and innocent beings who are hurt.

Of course, he was dead.  I brought him inside and showed my husband.  I took the bunny upstairs with me and sat in my grandmother's rocker.  I rocked and held him and wept deep tears which lasted much longer than they should have.  My husband checked on me and of course saw the whole day going down the drain.  It didn't.

It was as if the bunny was still alive, because he was warm and his demise must have happened not too long ago.  If only he would come back to life.  (tearing as I'm writing this).  Today is Tuesday and he is still here with me, lying on a felted mat, I made some years ago, in a large antique hutch.  He is near other keepsakes.  I don't know what to do with him because he is still soft.  I will have to bury him somewhere safe soon.  It is very difficult for me to let him go - he must be a part of me.

I did take pictures of him outside and on my lap last Sunday.  See what I mean?


Yesterday, I took him down to my studio and placed him on a small canvas.  I traced around him and then moved him to the left so I could paint him.  But I can't replicate him as he should be nor do I really want to.  I don't believe a painting should be exact - there are photographs and real life for that - but I have to capture him somehow.  I shed tears as I painted him but soon got lost in trying to capture him in paint.

Some would say, how can you keep him, how can you even hold him?  Because in some way I feel I was there at the right time.  His life was gone but at least I could and can (for as long as is possible) marvel at his beauty.  How often do we get to hold something so young and wild?  He is very soft with a dark underlay of hair dappled in shades of brown, gray and white.



Here he is painted - what I will do next, I'm not sure.  There is more work to be done on him and I have no idea about the background.  Will I try to sell him?  I will keep him for me, but there are always  prints and who knows what else but that is of no value to me now.

For now, he is still mine and I am very blessed to have this opportunity to be with him.

As you read this, please respect my emotions.  I choose to share this because it should be shared.  Life is precious and we have lost respect for it in all it's forms....perhaps this will change.  Thank you.
Fascia

Monday, March 4, 2013

She Who Creates the Tides

Interesting how things evolve - or how art evolves.  My last post featured work on a wood panel and a small canvas using crackle and self-levelling gel.

It proved to be a good break from my "Ladies of a Certain Era".  Over the past month or so I've produced two paintings which combine faces and different mediums.

A visionary artist, Shiloh Sophia has been an inspiration for me for over a year.  Her work focuses on  women and spirituality, but I am being simplistic here as her work is so much more.  To learn about her, please visit http://www.shilohsophiastudios.com/.

I pushed myself into the unknown to put colors onto a face, to go to Madonna/Buddha influenced features.  Once again, Shiloh helped me to establish the look below.  The Byzantine era, icons, statues, and saints can be embodied in one face.  Interesting too that she emerged so strong.  Was this my intent?  I really had none beyond using color.  But she evolved as the background did.  Towards the end of the process, she took hold and commanded a certain integrity.

So from this place, came "She Who Creates the Tides".
I particularly enjoyed painting the fish who fashion her collar.  Here I used a bead gel - a lovely gloppy white gel with tiny bits in it.
I also applied the gel to the right side of the painting to give a sand quality.
Which brings me to the poem,
The frond I lichen
to the currents
of the sea,
to all things green and moist
I wear them proudly
as part of the "I"
of the fish who adorn me.

Her hair evolved starting with waves on the left to lily pads on the top and small fronds on the right.  I applied thick lines of gold paint to accent the pads.

The colors in her face built up quite slowly.  I started with a yellowish tone and added layers of white, ivory, orange and finally, green.  This was a true test of my "faith".  My "faith" that she would come through all the changes (ah, a life test) and be content with the final result.

The left of the painting was a challenge, what to put there.  I always start with the face and a vague idea of the rest.  I created the water by applying a heavy gel, then running a comb through it.  This area also has layers of paint to get the right color.  Next came the huge green frond and round circles.

Finally, her title, "She Who Creates the Tides".  

Thank you for coming with me through this painting (on many levels and layers).

Friday, February 1, 2013

It all Gelled together

My new direction comes from an intermediate place of experimentation.  It's time once again to re-invent adding to what I feel comfortable with and inspired by as a creator.  After doing many, "Ladies of a Certain Era" then three paintings about "Al Denti's Den of Linguini",  I started to experiment with different mediums.....gels, mmmmmm.

wood panel, crackle paste, self-leveling gel, bits of embroidery thread
I bought a wood panel.  The crackle paste was put on first, very thick and left to dry.  After about 12 to 24 hours, it cracked.  I then painted using my acrylics.  I didn't want to overdue the painting so the cracks would stand out.

After this dried, I added a self-leveling gel by pouring it over the painting and tilting the panel back and forth.  I did make a mess for sure.  I laid strands of embroidery thread down knowing they would stick (as per a video I watched).  You can add anything like beads, shells....The outcome is a mixed media  piece ready to hang.
Small canvas with crackle paste, acrylic paints and self-leveling gel

This small canvas had a wooden support underneath so it could hold the paste.  I put the crackle all over.  In the center, the paste is thin.  I pushed some of the paste to the sides to make a frame-nice and thick.  When it dried, the center was too thin to crackle but the sides did pretty well.  I built up layers and layers of paint.  I like the middle because it has a milky quality.  I finished the rest with the self-leveling gel but I painted it on instead of pouring (much neater).

After experimenting and liking the end results, I was ready to go onto the next BIG project which I will talk about next and my inspiration for it.

Monday, November 26, 2012

Open House Time

Recently I met with a woman who is a life coach.  She asked me what I wanted to see happen with my art by the end of this year.

One of my answers was to get my work out to the public.  I think that's a pretty common wish for artists.  I can't imagine wanting your creativity to stay inside - either yourself and/or your home or studio.

She just happened to be having a holiday Open House at her home and it's this coming Sat., 12/1.
I will be using her home as my gallery.  What a lovely offer and I am looking forward to not only having a good time but to hopefully selling my work.

Getting ready for any event where your work is to be shown is a lot more involved than many people might think (or maybe they do think and I'm just amazed).  I've been there before, but this time I need to add a few more things to the mix.

stickers from Moo-love these!
New note cards-6 of them.

stand alone mini canvi
bookmarks
paint and new artist pens - sometimes it's better to have everything out where I can see it
Prints ready for cutting and more on the way
Between taking photos of my paintings, ordering prints and folders to hold them, stickers, painting, making order forms and purchasing a thingamajig to take credit cards that I attach to my iPhone-I should be ready - oh, and I'm supposed to take that favorite holiday dish I always make (but there isn't one-what to do?!-)!