Collage party time!
I got to host my annual February collage party in person in my studio for the first time since Covid. It was a small gathering, just 4 of us, but a really lovely day.
I’ll post a photo of the group collage tomorrow. This is the only piece I more or less finished today but I’m pretty pleased with it. And mostly pleased to have had a solid chunk of art time with dear ones.
blockade runners.
This evening I had no inspiration and no desire to make a picture. I looked around me and saw a kneaded eraser that reminded me of a fat pigeon, so that’s what I drew. Must not be afraid to be goofy! That is a serious block to creativity. So, recognizing the green bird as a blockade runner, I gave them company – fish usually work for me as something to draw when I have no ideas, and the original Blockade Runner, a princess. Looking at the picture now, I’m seeing the team that opposes the gang of inner critics that kept me from calling myself an artist for most of my life, and even still now. Because really, I am just not serious enough for that title.
bug time
thinking about the gravitational pull of distant connections
Yes, I am still using most of my studio time to tie sticks together with twine.
Here are a few shots of Wrack, apparently approving of my efforts.
If you’ve followed me for a while, you know that generally at some point in the winter I get obsessed with sticks and twine. Apparently that is happening this year on schedule. I didn’t get to my drawing table at all this day, so I offer you a look at this current project.
This is one of the “cat trees” I have made, getting re-worked so it will fit better in the space I have available. There are parts of the weaving and knotting that I like quite a lot, so I’m trying to save and repurpose them, even as I make the whole structure more compact.
Clearly it’s still in early process stages. When finished it should be very stable, with knotwork tidy and neat. And then I have to test it on my cats.
The two pictures below show the tree in its original form, rather sprawling. It found a home for a couple of years in somebody’s large, warehouse-style living space, but came back to me when they moved.
With cat.
Was tired. Thought about making a simple, horizontal line and calling it my art for the day. Then got caught up in smushing ink around.
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