|"To The Moon." Oil pastel, watercolor pencil, india ink on paper|
|"View of the Interior." Oil pastel, graphite, pen and ink, india ink on paper.|
I came home to myself.
|"Pain." Oil pastel, watercolor pencil, pen and ink, marker on paper.|
|"Alighting." Oil pastel, marker, watercolor pencil on paper.|
|"The Transfusion." Oil pastel, watercolor pencil, marker, egg yolk on paper.|
I did some drawing.
|"The Beginning." Oil pastel, watercolor pencil, pen and ink on paper|
Meanwhile, knowing I was burned out and having anticipated a year without much weaving, I arrived last November in my new little home studio with 10 feet or so of stainless cotton yardage that I had woven before my move in the hope that it would ease my transition. Sometime in December I started working with it, beginning with this little ribbon piece, a 3D version of the drawing "The Beginning" above I had made six months earlier.
|"Ariadne's Thread." Stainless steel, cotton, wool.|
|"Ariadne's Thread." Detail.|
Ariadne's Thread got me out of the labyrinth and back into the cosmos. Those grey skins were getting droopier and droopier - where was the life? So I took my last section of yardage and burned off all of the grey cotton and what emerged was light itself.
|"Laniakea." Stainless steel.|
The Summer Solstice saw the opening of my first solo show at Flow. An honor to show up in the community where I had participated and grown artistically over the last 10 years.
This fall has seen me focused in the studio and I feel like I've regained the energy I had been lacking over the last few years. I'm no longer trying to pigeonhole myself into weaver/ painter/ fiber artist. I chafe against those labels. Gonna stick with artist. Certainly woman artist. Yeah. That feels right.
|Untitled. Stainless steel, cotton.|