Thursday, December 4, 2014
The strips I dyed are sent to a variety of organizations around town and people write their stories on the strips and returned to the Loom House for cataloging before going to fit a loom set up a Kentucky Musueum of Art and Craft (KMAC). You can read more about it HERE on KMAC's website..
Please stop by tomorrow and write your story cloth....
Monday, December 1, 2014
We packed and hauled (shout out to Ade, my youngest son, for being the glue that made it possible to do so much in such a short amount of time). I have no regrets about closing it down even though I will miss the interaction with fellow artists and visitors. It hit me when it was over...watching everything that I had packed into the space, not just materially, but seeing all that I had going on, I realized once again how much spirit and Spirit was in it for me. The tears poured for a few hours. Ade didn't know what to think and Peter as always, was gracious about what he half-way comprehends. I didn't bother to attempt to articulate. The flushing was a good thing.
Our goal was to be moved (our living space) by the end of October...that didn't happen...we moved the goal forward to the end of January. I finished the commission to dye the fabric strips just in the nick of time and everything is in storage. Also, on my way out I stopped by Kore and learned my good friend Bev had sold one of her high-end paintings. It had been at the gallery since her solo show in May. Affirmations magnified!
I'm going to spend the season drawing and reading and taking a break from blogging until I set things back up in the Spring. Until then, Peace, Blessings, Love
Friday, October 3, 2014
My creative making has experienced a boat load of interruptions this year. Considering how it grounds me and centers me, there has been a lot of groping through the light and the dark this year. I feel it on my skin. I've done my best to be adaptable, nurture and hold on to faith, and just be without over thinking which I've have a tendency to do...and by God's Grace, I'm standing and holding my own.
An exhibit deadline is fast approaching making me aware of just how little I have completed this year. I'm not going to meet it. The photos below were taken by Mr. Bud Dorsey, The Urban Photographer here in the city. This was the opening reception and panel discussion held in September at the Kentucky African American Heritage Center for a group exhibit. I have 4 pieces in the show. It is one of the hallmarks for this year.
Sunday, August 10, 2014
Monday, July 28, 2014
for visual ideas. "...gliding over the unburied." said by Aminata Diallo in reference to sailing over the ocean of drowned Africans of the slave trade in Lawrence Hill's Someone Knows My Name. The line gave me an instant visual for a quilt and immediately jumped up to outline it in a sketchbook so I wouldn't loose it. There is another visual for a "boats" quilt also.