I've been contemplating what to do with fifteen (you read that right) years of babbling here. All of these bits, bytes, and pixels are as ephemeral as a cloud rolling across the moon. One blown transformer somewhere critical, one bored hacker and all of it gone as it if never existed. I've downloaded a few posts here and there, but my recent computer crash - the hardware sort - has given me pause about this electronic life.
Right now, I'm just grateful that I didn't have to dig too far for the provenance of "Cave Dreams". It's still a long way from finished, but I know what I want for it and how to go about getting the effects - mostly a lot more hand stitching.
Until it's completed, here are some links to its evolution:
From the earliest raw cloth. Compositional fumblings here and here. To a more solid starting place.
Digressions and displacements..this is about when the Black & White series took over my studio life. All thing color got put on hold for a very long time.
Thursday, February 14, 2019
I ran out of red cloth.
Never a favorite, I'm as hard to please red-wise as I am black. It has to be just the right shade or I won't use it.
That will be a dye project in the upcoming season.
Blood on the tracks.
Monday, February 11, 2019
Saturday, February 09, 2019
I put this up on a FB textile group on Thursday in appreciation for the sunny warm weather we were having.
It's cheerful, yes, but 77-degree weather in the first week of February?
To me, these weather anomalies carry a foreboding that is hard to ignore.
I dragged all the big houseplants out onto the deck. Last night it got cold again and had to bring them all back inside.