new tangents
Jan. 19th, 2016 07:49 pmI took all of the unhung output from the studio for the last year or so, plus the book of 2008 - 2012 (I should/could update or replace that) into the hills to talk to someone about what to do next. It was kind of therapy for art (which is still not art therapy) or coaching, or something... mostly she asked questions, and I answered them.
She was really really attracted to the second small Monhegan painting I'd stitched into:

Which I still don't quite get - it is neither excellent painting nor it is the usual kind of stitching I do, it is some peculiar in-between thing that needs thinking about. Maybe that is the draw? Sally said the piece at Crane's got a lot of comment and was sold before she got to the opening, a scant half hour into the evening.
After a lot of nattering on my part, my assignment is to stitch into all the painting I did on the island over the summer, on the one hand, and on the other hand, make another yooge laced thing with a river on it. This shows a close-up on part of it, and I have a couple things I can do on the next one to make it better. It might take multiple attempts to get it better. I know how to start though, and that is something.

In other news: bloody cold, wind peeling from the west, I am still slightly surprised not to awake to find the house somewhere to the east of here, either by inches (moderately likely, given the lack of building codes) or miles (more whimsical and possibly requiring additional lift from surfaces not yet installed).
The Apex of Apathy has hit me already. Send Ice Cream! Send Cake! The Thermal Minimum for the year is upon us!!
She was really really attracted to the second small Monhegan painting I'd stitched into:

Which I still don't quite get - it is neither excellent painting nor it is the usual kind of stitching I do, it is some peculiar in-between thing that needs thinking about. Maybe that is the draw? Sally said the piece at Crane's got a lot of comment and was sold before she got to the opening, a scant half hour into the evening.
After a lot of nattering on my part, my assignment is to stitch into all the painting I did on the island over the summer, on the one hand, and on the other hand, make another yooge laced thing with a river on it. This shows a close-up on part of it, and I have a couple things I can do on the next one to make it better. It might take multiple attempts to get it better. I know how to start though, and that is something.

In other news: bloody cold, wind peeling from the west, I am still slightly surprised not to awake to find the house somewhere to the east of here, either by inches (moderately likely, given the lack of building codes) or miles (more whimsical and possibly requiring additional lift from surfaces not yet installed).
The Apex of Apathy has hit me already. Send Ice Cream! Send Cake! The Thermal Minimum for the year is upon us!!