Have at last started work on a series of pieces for a gallery show this July - the working title is con.text or con:text (whichever I think has the typographical clout) and will be work inspired by chunks of text. The title is a play on words around the first project.
This morning I heat-transferred a 419 email contents onto a thrifted remnant of cream silk ... hence con text!
If you need any more clues, try googling Nigerian scam :)
Weaving thrums stitched into wire crochet. Not sure where this is going yet ...
For one thing, the little dude sitting on the chair with his back to me has happened.
And that's quite a big deal - he acts like the glue in my life, holding a number of other happenings in orbit around us both.
And self portrait thursday happened. It used to be something that a bunch of Etsy sellers would do back in the good old days when Etsy actually had a community. We'd take our portraits, post them to the flickr group then stop by to 'chat'. Good times.
Since then SPT has evolved into a snapshot of what's going on inside my head - sometimes it's ranty, other times just vacant! Occasionally it's contentment.
But always a reflection on life so far.
As I said, a lot has happened to me.
Photograph of ma and pa's DIY bonfire weatherproofing
Creativity - it's in my genes I guess.
Spotted on my lunchbreak
This week is Mental Health Week here in BC. A good reminder that the sun doesn't necessarily shine on everyone all of the time, and life can indeed be a dark place to live. But if there is alittle light around, then a tiny shoot of mental wellness can grow as long as it's nurtured.
Don't stamp on the little shoots; nourish them instead.