Thursday, February 4, 2016

#8 - a challenge

As I got #8 out a few minutes ago to stitch on, I paused to look at the area still to be stitched. The page measures 9 inches x 20 inches with the work area being 3 inches x 13 inches. So far, only the top 3 inches have been stitched. More holes needed punching which caused me to wonder...if I go ahead and punch holes along the remaining 10 inches now (instead of an area at a time as I'd been doing), is it really possible to accept what is there and not add more holes as the process continues?


Sounds like a challenge to me. Let's see how it goes.

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

#8

Pristine white pages have been asking for their turn so I've obliged on #8.

2016 waiting = stitching #8 in progress

Red hand stitching on a pad of  St Armand Canal Paper 
whose pages measure 9 inches by 20 inches.

2016 waiting = stitching #8 in progress

Punching the holes from the back allows for slightly raised threads on the front, 
giving the sense of a secret language when lightly touched. 

Sunday, January 31, 2016

Waiting = stitching

For over 10 years now, it's been a habit of mine to hand stitch during times of waiting - on trips when someone else is driving, on flights, during quiet moments in the morning, watching tv and, most consistently, since my little urchins started taking various lessons after school.


My bag nearly always contained a roll of black cotton and a pouch of brightly colored threads. The stitching was intuitive while varing direction, stitch length and contrasts. The action itself gave me joy, a sense of contentment. It came as a great surprise toward the closing of 2015 to find myself no longer enamored with this work. It had become a chore and ended up being undone most often than not.

One morning during that week between Christmas and New Year's, as usual I found myself downstairs before the house woke, wanting to hand stitch, but being a bit reticent to do so. My old way was not working and I knew it, but what next? Try stitching on white cotton? On my rusted cottons? Or on that pad of St Armand Canal black denim paper that I'd bought in Santa Fe? Hmmm...now there's an idea.

2016 waiting = stitching #1

I began with +'s by punching holes in the back for the rows

 2016 waiting = stitching #2

and then proceeded with this one. It was too much like what had come before and left me frustrated.

2016 waiting = stitching #3

This luscious paper wanted to be different. Wanted me to stitch in a new way. Wanted me to embrace the chaos that I felt around and inside me. So on the third piece, I punched holes and then more holes on the back 

 2016 waiting = stitching #4

before beginning to stitch...all the while promising myself to stitch only through the holes already punched,
 
  2016 waiting = stitching #5

to not look at the front and decide that another was needed just here...or right there. Just let go and accept what exists.

 2016 waiting = stitching #6
Acceptance = a sense of freedom  = many ideas on where to go from here.

2016 waiting = stitching #7 in progress from back

I'm enjoying this new waiting = stitching series very much and am trying to take it slow and let the process guide me and grow organically rather than to rush and get ahead of myself. 

By the way, if anyone knows where more pads of St Armand Canal paper in black denim (9 inches by 10 inches) can be purchased, would you mind dropping me a note? I'd be very grateful for the info. 

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

January

What comes to mind when you think of January? For several of my friends, January has become a month of play and experimentation in the studio. They've given themselves permission to wonder what if and then to pursue the thought wherever it leads.


For me, January is a time of refocusing. Time to take stock and decide what to keep,


what to purge or repurpose, what to listen to.


The tea bags are fairly singing these days.


It is also a time to simplify. My new waiting = stitching series embodies this. What began as an experiment in embracing chaos and the wabi sabi-ness of life has quickly become one my favorite creative endeavors.


And then there's the January sun that demands one to stop and admire it as it streams through the windows and reflects off the snow. We scraped through with only 14 or so inches as compared to my brother's 30+.

January will soon be turning into February and I'll pause to wonder just how we got to February already? After all, it was just New Year's Day a few days ago...

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Perspective

Seems ages since I've been here - way longer than the little more than a month that it has actually been. The time away began as a byproduct of the holidays - too much to do and too little time so something had to give and the blog was it.


But as the holidays came and went, the time away allowed for much contemplation


and rumination as to what I hope to achieve in 2016.


All that thinking lead to changes in perception 


and perspective


regarding my art. 


2016 just might be a year of very creative art math - figuring out how 


1 = 15 and how + 1 more = 22.

Here's to fulfilling and creative year!


Thursday, December 17, 2015

Searching for Roy G Biv 4 - Blogger's Choice - Update #1

Welcome to the December installment of searching for Roy G Biv. This month's color is blogger's choice. I'm very curious to see what everyone chose and just as curious to find out why.

For myself, since this will be the last official Roy G Biv post, I decided to cull through the archives for my favorites.

Newburgh, Scotland 2013

 steps at ABC Home, NYC

 London street, 2012

 Cleveland 2014

 Pittsburgh 2013

 between NYC and Kansas, 2015

NYC 2012

When Julie and I began the search for Mr. Biv, I had no idea the effect it would have on my way of viewing my surroundings. Rather than walking with head down or focusing solely on my destination or route, I began to lift my head and to look...really look about me and to search for that little hint of color midst the ordinary. It's those surprises that have become my favorites. 

Searching for Mr. Biv has become a habit when taking photos so don't be surprised to find a red or pink or violet post here every now and then. Until then, it's been an honor to share the rainbow with you. 

So...blogger's choice. What color(s) did you choose? Just leave a note for Julie or myself and we'll happily link to your post. Stay tuned for updates.

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It was Julie's post...oh...5-ish years ago entitled Roy G Biv that included a photo of something green with the caption, "Enough said"...(or that's how I remember it)...that had me sitting at the computer, staring at her photo and wondering just who this Mr. Biv was. A mad internet search later had me hanging my head in shame at claiming to be an artist yet being totally unaware of Mr. Biv's existence. To make matters worse, I asked my husband if he was acquainted with this guy and his laughter could heard all up and down our street. 

Many thanks to you Julie for humoring me and agreeing to play along. Many of her photos along the way were taken in Old Town Alexandria, VA near the Torpedo Factory Art Center which is where Julie and I met a long time ago. It has been a real treat to share this with you.

Now...care to see what gems await on Julie's blog? To head on over, click here and cruise the rainbow.

Fiona chose a quiet color for her Thursday Thoughts post to correspond to the end of the rainbow. White - quiet, dignified, the presence of all colors in a serene way.  

Lisa at arzigoglare chose golden green, a color that exudes life and renewal. As always, her photos have left me in awe. 

Dorit of life as a five ring circus offers a variety of yellows guaranteed to make you smile.

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Roy G Biv - reminder

A quick reminder that tomorrow is the last Roy G Biv installment of 2015


and the color is your choice.

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Tomorrow's post will be the last for Julie and I. After 4 years, we need a rest from searching for the elusive Mr. Biv. We appreciate your playing along with us and have loved seeing your photos each month. In fact, we're hoping that someone else will decide to take the lead and continue searching for Roy. Who knows, after a year's rest, we may be back. Until then, I can't wait to see what treasures await tomorrow!
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