Strong willed, yup, that's a description for THIS one, Penny. I keep having to set it aside, not look at it, step away from the *conversation* because every time I think I've found a direction for the next phase/portion, this piece fights me. It's been a long time since I worked on something that gave me so much backtalk ;>/
this... "and an unexpected conversation has started between two frayed edges" ... LOVE!
something totally magical when our creation picks up the conversation and carries it away from us. when we are left to follow along to find out where we will end up.
EXACTLY. e.x.a.c.t.l.y. This one is obstinate [see my comment above] and at this point, I have absolutely no idea what the outcome will be. It was mysterious from the beginning and grows ever more so ...
there's a piece that went back to the start 4 times over. I'd get so far and the conversation just. stopped. four. freaking. times. after its eventual completion, I couldn't even name it...and naming artwork comes very easily to me. it remained "Untitled" and ended up being one of my favourite pieces. ever. *shrug* tis not our place to question. we just have to show up. and do the work. ;)
Over the last few days that is exactly what I have been doing - showing up. Even if I can only be there for fifteen minutes. Like yesterday, when another piece of the puzzle presented itself within 5 minutes of sitting down. It all helps.
Walking Miss Gilly this morning at low tide at the dog park, I saw the far bank reflected in the slim little line of water that ran along the shiny bottom and so much it reminded me of this piece, a little talk going on in the landscape...xo, s.
I can feel a kind of *winter* in this piece, Susan, now that you mention it ... but more like emotions kept in hibernation. That's where this one is going, I think.
There's a part of me that would like to put names to the conversants, to apply (or imply?) meaning to the elements. I am resisting this, and think it's a good thing if you do too. Maybe that's why you perceive it as "fighting you"... because you are not wanting the conversation to be going the way it seems to be going (or have gone).
Shut up, Robin... let the intriguing beads do what they will in the completely competent hands of the artist.
You crack me up, Robin! As it happens, the memories that came up while this piece developed were not any that I might have shared with you yet ... so you couldn't possible have guessed at its true/original implications. And perhaps it won't end up being about *those* conversations after all since each new section I work on brings up other elements relating to conversations amongst all of us ...
that's a quite beautiful conversation.
ReplyDelete... quietly debating something, I think ;>]
DeleteA cloth that celebrates diversity!
ReplyDeleteThat's such a swell point of view, V ...
Deleteand growing more diverse by the moment, as it happens!
Such elegance!
ReplyDeleteI do not see that, Elizabeth, but I want to take your word for it!
DeleteHow lovely that it is determining where it will go, almost with a will of its own. It just your 'job' to go along for the ride!
ReplyDeleteStrong willed, yup, that's a description for THIS one, Penny. I keep having to set it aside, not look at it, step away from the *conversation* because every time I think I've found a direction for the next phase/portion, this piece fights me. It's been a long time since I worked on something that gave me so much backtalk ;>/
DeleteHealthy challenge. Glad you're allowing it to speak for itself. Yay!
DeleteIt's a loudmouth, miz Robin, no doubt about it!
Deletethis... "and an unexpected conversation has started
ReplyDeletebetween two frayed edges" ... LOVE!
something totally magical when our creation picks up the conversation and carries it away from us.
when we are left to follow along to find out where we will end up.
EXACTLY. e.x.a.c.t.l.y.
DeleteThis one is obstinate [see my comment above]
and at this point, I have absolutely no idea what the outcome will be.
It was mysterious from the beginning and grows ever more so ...
there's a piece that went back to the start 4 times over. I'd get so far and the conversation just. stopped. four. freaking. times. after its eventual completion, I couldn't even name it...and naming artwork comes very easily to me. it remained "Untitled" and ended up being one of my favourite pieces. ever. *shrug* tis not our place to question. we just have to show up. and do the work. ;)
DeleteOver the last few days that is exactly what I have been doing - showing up. Even if I can only be there for fifteen minutes. Like yesterday, when another piece of the puzzle presented itself within 5 minutes of sitting down. It all helps.
DeleteNaming come easily for me, too ;>]
Walking Miss Gilly this morning at low tide at the dog park, I saw the far bank reflected in the slim little line of water that ran along the shiny bottom and so much it reminded me of this piece, a little talk going on in the landscape...xo, s.
ReplyDeleteoh, I love that, Suzanna.
DeleteYour work is wonderful. This piece reminds me of a painting I did in black and white which I titled winter. Happy memory thank you.
ReplyDeleteI can feel a kind of *winter* in this piece, Susan, now that you mention it ...
Deletebut more like emotions kept in hibernation.
That's where this one is going, I think.
There's a part of me that would like to put names to the conversants, to apply (or imply?) meaning to the elements. I am resisting this, and think it's a good thing if you do too. Maybe that's why you perceive it as "fighting you"... because you are not wanting the conversation to be going the way it seems to be going (or have gone).
ReplyDeleteShut up, Robin... let the intriguing beads do what they will in the completely competent hands of the artist.
You crack me up, Robin!
DeleteAs it happens, the memories that came up while this piece developed were not any
that I might have shared with you yet ... so you couldn't possible have guessed at its true/original implications.
And perhaps it won't end up being about *those* conversations after all
since each new section I work on brings up other elements relating to conversations
amongst all of us ...
I love the way one lot of beads rains down on to the other.
ReplyDeleteChristine, when I turn it the other way, its like tides ...
Delete;>]]