Handmade box with cream linen book cloth, inset kozo board with hole-punching, arduino LED lights.
Artist book with handmade kozo paper, hand-embroidered.
Monday, May 9, 2011
I alter... I rectify
I have a huge amount of photos to share with all of you, documentation of the Advanced Fibers show that opened this past Thursday night at Bad Dog Gallery. Unfortunately I'm unhappy with the photos I took of my artist book and box, so I will have to re-shoot those and keep you in suspense. I should be able to post photos of that Tuesday or Wednesday. In the mean time, here is my other work that was in the show, as well as the work of my fellow students.
Paige Sorenson's This is fine, so she'll be fine.
Linen with cotton embroidery.
Vellum with watercolor and cotton thread.
The show was incredibly worthwhile, even though the preparations to finish my book/box, I was screaming and no one could hear, were so exhausting that I am still recovering. Six of my closest friends from the city came out to support me, for which I am endlessly thankful: Loni Diep, Chrysteena Lairamore, Erika Peyton, Kara Poe, Rachel Swenie, and Sarah Louise Walker. I felt completely immersed in love and support. Also there's no way I would have finished my work in the time allotted without the help of my friends Loni Diep, Jeremy Fox, Brian Montana, and Iga Puchalska. I love all of you!
One day I could say her name.
Handmade abaca paper on found frames, hole-punching, cotton embroidery.
Handmade abaca paper on found frames, hole-punching, cotton embroidery.
These no longer phase me.
Handmade abaca paper with embedded mica, suminagashi ink, strathmore drawing paper.
Handmade abaca paper with embedded mica, suminagashi ink, strathmore drawing paper.
I can tell you so much more in 25 seconds than I ever could before.
Handmade cotton weaving with inclusions, painted warp threads. I am much happier with this installation than what was done previously at the Glass Gallery. This time the weaving was installed at a 45 degree angle from the wall, and the warp threads were pinned much more chaotically, with some woven throughout the others.
Handmade cotton weaving with inclusions, painted warp threads. I am much happier with this installation than what was done previously at the Glass Gallery. This time the weaving was installed at a 45 degree angle from the wall, and the warp threads were pinned much more chaotically, with some woven throughout the others.
Mary Hintzen's These are the memories you can't remember.
Alcohol bottles with labels removed, family photos.
Alcohol bottles with labels removed, family photos.
Paige Sorenson's This is fine, so she'll be fine.
Linen with cotton embroidery.
Hand-dyed fabric, cotton embroidery.
Crocheted dress.
Jenna Goeringer (also unsure of title)
Embroidery on linen blend.
Embroidery on linen blend.
Vellum with watercolor and cotton thread.
Structure made entirely of wire.
Liz Howell (an incredibly prolific student; also in my Artist's Book course... the rest of these are hers)
Altered and handmade books.
Altered and handmade books.
Rebirth.
Crocheted cocoon, hand-woven cocoon, handmade cotton paper shell, altered dressform, mixed media.
Altered matchbooks.
Weaving with applied marker.
The show was incredibly worthwhile, even though the preparations to finish my book/box, I was screaming and no one could hear, were so exhausting that I am still recovering. Six of my closest friends from the city came out to support me, for which I am endlessly thankful: Loni Diep, Chrysteena Lairamore, Erika Peyton, Kara Poe, Rachel Swenie, and Sarah Louise Walker. I felt completely immersed in love and support. Also there's no way I would have finished my work in the time allotted without the help of my friends Loni Diep, Jeremy Fox, Brian Montana, and Iga Puchalska. I love all of you!
Monday, May 2, 2011
and then there was happiness and certainty.
I'm happy to report that I finally heard back on my scholarship application to the Arrowmont School of Arts and Crafts in Gatlinburg, Tennessee. I had applied back in February for a scholarship for Nick Deford's embroidery workshop scheduled for July, and I received notice last week that I received a scholarship for 50% of the tuition, and 50% of my room and board, which will enable my attendance!
This summer I will also be interning at the Newberry Library again, in the conservation department. I cannot wait to be with Barb, Giselle, and Becky again; these amazing women with whom I feel so connected and who teach me so much.
Sometimes there are moments when I feel that I am doing exactly what I am meant to do, and there is this potential in the air, where I can almost see the path in front of me. In these moments everything seems to work out; the answers become apparent without any seeming effort on my part.
I have just enough thread to complete a project. I find nails that are the exact color of the eyelets I used to support my paper. I have a scrap of book cloth that is the exact color of my stitching and the perfect size to use for the covers of my book. I'm going to Paris, Brussels, and Bruges and amazingly have the money to do so. I have a mentor who is allowing us to stay in his apartment in Paris for only $100 each for the week. My dear friends Ingrid and Jeremiah who I have not seen in years now (as they have been living in California) will be in Paris for the summer, and miraculously staying in an apartment one block away from where I will be staying.
These things happen and I feel that they were meant to, that they were always going to, that I simply had to wait and I would realize. Perhaps it's merely the immanence of summer and the excitement inherent in the chance to recuperate and spend time with friends, but I don't believe it's that simple.
Also, at long last I have completed the stitching on my previously pictured artist book. I now have to make the covers and the box to house the book, complete the arduino electronics, and write my art history paper (all before thursday) and I will be finished with my work for the semester (with the exception of critiquing my students and submitting grades). I can hardly believe that I can actually see the finish line, and it seems a tangible possibility.
This summer I will also be interning at the Newberry Library again, in the conservation department. I cannot wait to be with Barb, Giselle, and Becky again; these amazing women with whom I feel so connected and who teach me so much.
Sometimes there are moments when I feel that I am doing exactly what I am meant to do, and there is this potential in the air, where I can almost see the path in front of me. In these moments everything seems to work out; the answers become apparent without any seeming effort on my part.
I have just enough thread to complete a project. I find nails that are the exact color of the eyelets I used to support my paper. I have a scrap of book cloth that is the exact color of my stitching and the perfect size to use for the covers of my book. I'm going to Paris, Brussels, and Bruges and amazingly have the money to do so. I have a mentor who is allowing us to stay in his apartment in Paris for only $100 each for the week. My dear friends Ingrid and Jeremiah who I have not seen in years now (as they have been living in California) will be in Paris for the summer, and miraculously staying in an apartment one block away from where I will be staying.
These things happen and I feel that they were meant to, that they were always going to, that I simply had to wait and I would realize. Perhaps it's merely the immanence of summer and the excitement inherent in the chance to recuperate and spend time with friends, but I don't believe it's that simple.
Also, at long last I have completed the stitching on my previously pictured artist book. I now have to make the covers and the box to house the book, complete the arduino electronics, and write my art history paper (all before thursday) and I will be finished with my work for the semester (with the exception of critiquing my students and submitting grades). I can hardly believe that I can actually see the finish line, and it seems a tangible possibility.
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