This is one of the pods that came out of the gas kiln this week. I am certainly seeing this in an assemblage in front of that vintage, ethnic looking wrench Melanie brought me the other week. I have a blessed week off between Christmas and New Year's. A week that I usually fill with time spent seeing friends and family and....ART (hooray). I have visions of pods dancing in my head, also have an itch to pick up the pastels. Oh, how sweet anticipation can be.Thoughts, musings and randomness from a woman whose passions infringe on her life in the everyday world. "Yes, honey....dinner will be ready soon."
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Start of The Pod Farm
This is one of the pods that came out of the gas kiln this week. I am certainly seeing this in an assemblage in front of that vintage, ethnic looking wrench Melanie brought me the other week. I have a blessed week off between Christmas and New Year's. A week that I usually fill with time spent seeing friends and family and....ART (hooray). I have visions of pods dancing in my head, also have an itch to pick up the pastels. Oh, how sweet anticipation can be.
Labels:
assemblage,
assemblage art,
pottery,
seed pods
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Organic Baby, Organic
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Genesis
Besides cooking, cleaning and eating too much I am usually able to snatch creative time during the holidays. This is my first in what I hope will become a series based on imagery of pods. The pods in this assemblage are darker than they appear in this photo and have more visible texturing that I wasn't able to capture with the camera. They are created out of paper clay. The shelf objects are pieces are lava my daughter brought back from Hawaii for me. "Mom, can't you use these in your art?" Uh, huh. The 'shade' are altered pages from a National Geographic. For another piece I plan to work on a larger pod made out of clay that will be glazed and fired.
Hope all of you are enjoying your days and filling them with something much more rewarding than going chain store shopping.
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Time Traveler
Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden.
~ T.S. Eliot
Nuno felt made from hand-dyed silk, wool roving & cheescloth - burnt. Artist created paper. Painted acorn shell. Hand stitching. Vintage wooden sticks. Mounted on a painted canvas. 8x10"
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Opposites Attract

My husband and I are doing a together thing...we actually do many together things but this Thing is art related. We are messing around with clay, slips and glazes in our friend's tricked out ceramics studio. Being an engineer head he tends to be very precise and is learning to throw on a wheel. His glazes are very carefully applied in a scientific method kind of way. He creates art in direct opposition to my methods. Care to hazard a guess as to which piece belongs to who? Sunday, October 30, 2011
Snowy Fall Day
This was what was going outside my studio window yesterday afternoon. Snow in October? A mini-blizzard in October? One of the wonders of living in the Hudson Valley. What's a woman to do? If you're me it means you do ART and try your hand at nuno felting.
I created a base layer that I then added stitching and dyed masa paper to. This piece is about 5x7". I'm not quite sure how I'm going to finish and mount it. Maybe burn the edges? Maybe attach it to a cloth wrapped piece of canvas? Decisions, decisions...This might just be the piece I submit to the WRS's annual Members Show but what orientation? Decisions, decisions...
Labels:
art quilt,
nuno felted art quilt,
nuno felting
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Red Eggs Nested in Ruins
My friend Melanie tells me I should post the sizes of my paintings. She said this after seeing one painting in person and saying "who knew it was this large?" Coming in at only artist trading card size (2.5" x 3.5") if seeing this painting in real life one would have to say "who knew it was this small?"
Labels:
aceo,
artist trading card,
collage,
mixed media art
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