Look just above to download a free copy of 3D Dolls, lesson 2. Just click the button to download your own .pdf
I voted on the same day that my ballot arrived in the mail. I Thought I’d feel relieved, but that didn’t last long…OK…deep breath and back to Making Art…an effective way to let go of the load of anxiety…you already know all the things. New Today: using the commercial space shuttle to drop weapons
After voting, I cooked a lot of different things, including a sausage/apple pie with cheddar crust from Kate McDermott’s Art of the Pie.And I finished reading Erica Bauermeister’s The Lost Art of Mixing, lovely escapist fiction with food, an interesting range of characters, and pretty much happy ending…I LOVE my public library!
Another chance to download the 3D dolls, lesson 2 down below.
The Global Pandemic is offering everyone a chance to stay home and work on creative projects. In the spirit of each of us giving what we can to add to the Greater Good, I will be posting the online classes I developed years ago for free to anyone who wants them…If I can figure out how to do it on this platform.
Since new infections break out each time people start getting together unprotected, and since Scientists working hard together still take time to develop and test new vaccines properly, let’s Make Art!
I was complaining to my brother, David, about how my attention seems to jump all over the place, especially with aging and Covid isolation. He very kindly replied, that it was just my Creativity, always coming up with new thoughts. I think I’ll go with that.
I know from my years of art-making that sometimes limiting choices leads to more possibilities. On these days leading up to a major election, I’d like to focus on the positive and encourage others to do so as well. (and be sure to VOTE!)
Artists are learning to use up what we’ve been hoarding, share supplies with others who are not as blessed with excess. People who work with fabrics are notorious collectors…to whom do you leave your stash?
Instead of UFO’s (Unfinished Objects) we now have the time to pursue a creative idea through to the end…and perhaps make a few variations on the theme. This morning I spent a happy hour collecting Pinterest images of paintings that inspire me. I’ve started a notebook of those images…even better than art school…and not nearly as expensive. Since I’m not trying to sell my work (mostly), I feel fine about being inspired by and even copying, as long as I attribute.
I am Thankful that in this particular crisis, even with the addition of wildfire smoke, our supply chains, water, and electricity are still open. This time is a great opportunity to share, learn, and do…try a new recipe, learn a new skill or study a new topic, pull something out from the bottom of your stash to use up.
Have Fun…don’t be too hard on yourself, learn something new, reach out and be kind.
I’m making small dolls for the Holiday Show at Port Angeles Fine Arts Center…stay tuned!
Here in the Pacific Northwest the air quality is back to Good. My dizziness that arrived with the smoke is slowly receding, unless I look up or down too fast. I’ve started walking again, being sure to great each person or group on the other side of the road to try to nurture the neighborly feeling.
I just started: America, the Farewell Tour, by Chris Hedges for book group at the library. I’ve been reading lots of books, trying to figure out what’s going on with our world and if there’s anything to be done.
Artists of all kinds may be more suited than most to the boldness required to embrace potential change and do something with it…so far I haven’t found beacons of hope, but I haven’t given up looking. From The FarewellTour: Rulers just before empires collapse tend to be narcissistic idiots who encourage hatred and distrust among the masses…sound familiar? So I try to act friendly and supportive to my fellow humans.
My projects keep me going…Yay, Artists! In the evenings (longer darkness these days), I stitch on fabric books. Maybe I’ll even finish my How I Make Fabric Books book by the end of 2020…and go on to another graphic novel.
By the Way, to all visual artists who are plugging along during this pandemic, surrounded by a life time of treasures…if you have any materials to spare, there may be groups in your neighborhood, like Clallam Mosaic here in Port Angeles, who are desperate for art supplies to help their clients cope. I just delivered bags and boxes to April, who is even delighted with a pile of washed styrofoam meat trays, that her clients use for printing. I’ll be the Zoom visiting artist for a class on paper dolls…So Much can be done with what’s around the house…be sure to share where you can! And greet neighbors when you’re out walking.
Today is Sunday, September 20th, Almost Equnox. Air here on the North Olympic Peninsula has been gradually clearing since Thursday. Today I’m going to try my half-hour walk around the block again.
After practicing Social Isolation for the last more than 6 months, I was doubly isolated, mostly shut inside my house while the air outside was “Very Unhealthy” because of forest fires north, west, and south of here. I am very grateful for the light rains that finally returned, dampening our immediate forests.
I’m still dizzy, but I think less so. I wonder about possible permanent brain damage from the weeks of possible hypoxia…there are people, many people, who live surrounded by unhealthy air All the Time!
Is there Any Possibility that we (the larger WE) can use this close-to-death experience to reflect on how close to death we ALL actually are, as Homo Sapiens on this planet? Can we defeat the greedy and destructive forces in DC and elsewhere, and Start Paying Attention to Humanity and our future here???
There is huge resistance to face Truth…no we cannot prevent forest fires by sweeping up under trees…but more resources may need to be directed toward forest management, maybe fewer people should build in the path of forest management. Maybe women should be aided in being able to control their bodies and family size instead of being preached at.
The current president is certainly doing his part by causing increased deaths, 200,000, among Americans by pretending that the virus and the science for dealing with a virus pandemic do not exist. There are those who will feel more secure by believing his lies…a combination of wishful thinking and projections of his faults onto others.
Sorry, I keep determining to keep these posts upbeat and inspiring. Yesterday I picked up my farm share from North Olympic Land Trust…it is So energizing to eat from our local bounty, savoring and blessing each mouthful. Changing foods with the seasons, knowing I am contributing to keeping at least some lands and waters producing.
Keep Making Art, Working at distinguishing between Truth and Fantasy, speaking out, speaking up. This morning I read on Baffler about a group of people with more than their share of money taking a carbon-spewing flight to nowhere just because they don’t have the imagination to make art.
My Extreme Sympathy to all those who are worse off than I am. I’m dizzy and still confined to my house, surrounded by smoke from fires in eastern WA, CA, OR. I still have plenty of food supplies and a whole house as studio, with lots of books and projects. I’m afraid that the smoke might be starting to creep in, since I’m still dizzy mid day…but still OK, and was able to get down on the floor and back up without falling in order to get my internet working again.
This is a time when it is doubly, triply important to be in contact with like-minded humans. A short email helps.
Here’s what I wrote when I woke up on the second or third morning of double isolation (Virus and Fire).
Salt and ash on my tongue Air quality is “Very unhealthy.” We did this to ourselves Stupid people with fireworks at a baby sex-reveal party in CA Industrialists assuming that Lady Nature could absorb whatever they threw at her…and not really caring I can’t go outside this, right now, is dystopia. Level 228: Very unhealthy
Keep Making Art. It doesn’t have to be world-shakingly original…as you can see from mine. Help others when you can. There are a lot of us…all over the planet who still believe in compassion. Even an email can help.
I took my walk around one of the local blocks early today. It’s supposed to stay cool, but with no clouds for weeks, the heat builds up. And I have more energy in the morning, but it starts to wane around 3pm or sooner. Last night I started a stitching project to make small wool felt books…another excuse to order fabric, too. I give myself treats, while treats still are obtainable.
If you are a brave soul and want to learn more about what our future may hold, go to Living in the Time of Dying and watch the video. Dahr Jamail, Stan Rushworth, Michael Shaw, and Deb Ozarko all speak about what to expect.
LIke the Buddhist practice in which we let the evils of the world pass through us and add our compassion to them, one (I) try to be aware of what’s happening…or not happening and feel as much compassion as possible toward those who suffer (most of us).
I have been blessed with visits (in small groups) from local family, enjoying more beautiful days, and the bounty of my countryside.
I keep making art and writing, because that’s what I do.
Stay Safe and Healthy. Make food and other things. Be Kind to yourself and others.
This was the blog I thought I published last week, when I only had my elderly (and tiny) laptop to work with. At least then I could post a picture…the tiny deer in my back yard.
I’m waiting for my new iMac to be loaded with my stuff and making do…with difficulty…with the macBook Pro I usually just use for entertainment in the studio.
Yes, I’m 73 and set in my ways, but trying to stretch my brain about new technology so it stays flexible and lock-down mode so I stay healthy and able to take care of myself. I’ll get out and walk as soon as the laundry is dry.
I’m on my new computer, having company, trying to figure out a different version of Photoshop…and trying to settle some knotty problems in my quest to make life meaningful.
It’s not working! So today I want to send Vibrations of Compassion out to Everyone on the Planet…even those I wish were on Mars…or maybe even the surface of the sun…No peace and compassion to all sentient beings!
Now WordPress has changed, too….!Scream!!!
So maybe no pictures today. Looks as if the blog I thought I posted last week was lost, too.
I am lucky to have family whose company I really enjoy…That was a motivator when I moved across country to the Northwest Coast, along with the “perfect” weather..to be closer to more of them. They also make good subjects for fabric journals. We are having some careful visits, especially with Thayer and Najwa here from Brooklyn, NY.
Pages from Thayer’s book, limited to the last 2 generations, with a few images harking back further…brighter colors, cleaner design, no lace, but black running stitch to attach photos and define areas.
I don’t know if it’s my aging or the Virus or worry about our future (although I KNOW worry doesn’t help), but I can’t seem to accomplish as much in a day as I used to. Today I’ve had to do the laundry, cleaning, weed-gathering, and watering and close up the house with the heat-pump-driven air conditioning set on 78.
The weather was perfect: sunny and low seventies, the ever-changing beach at the mouth of the Elwah was a great place to enjoy being outside together at a distance, even on a Friday in August. Fabulous dinner on the deck at LD’s. Thayer and I traded stones…some of those I found will be going to a roof garden in Brooklyn…it was fun arguing politics and history with a Phd student.
11:04am now, and I must finish and post my blog, then make a copy of the How I make Fabric Books book, clean up the computer, so I can leave it at Mac Traders by 10am tomorrow to transfer everything to my new computer…a new era. I’m excited and apprehensive about learning a new machine…and teaching myself Instagram, more Photoshop and Illustrator, and Adobe Animate… but I do love learning new things and stretching my brain.
Yesterday I met Herman at a picnic table outside the library, both of us fully masked and distanced, me giving him a stack of books with which I was finished. I was trying to talk him into the value of owning a computer these days…things keep changing. Just as we’ll never really go back to the “normal” before the Pandemic, more and more of human life will be dependent on being able to use technology. I hope we don’t lose too much old-fashioned Connection along the way.
Be healthy, be kind to yourself and others, Make Art!