A spark that builds a fire

After a busy couple of months focusing on my exhibit for Arts Council of Moore County, Campbell House Galleries, I decided to take some time to revitalize my creativity. My first trip was to Rocky Mount, NC to see Susan Lenz’s exhibit “Once and Again: Alterations” at the Imperial Centre. [Here’s a YouTube video of part of the exhibit]  I’m a big fan of Susan’s artwork which features a lot of re-purposed textiles. The architecture of Imperial Centre is so fascinating because it is housed in a converted tobacco processing facility. The hard industrial features of the building made such a beautiful compliment to Susan’s soft vintage textile work.

My second trip was to the Haw River State Park’s Summit Environmental Education and Conference Center to participate in a sleep-over art retreat with some friends. We spent a couple nights gathered in one of the conference rooms independently working on our projects. With so many months working alone, it was a much needed kick to share ideas, resources and laughter with these other very creative women. I decided to bring the hexagon quilt that I’ve been hand-piecing for many years. I was ready to start quilting it. This retreat, really gave me the time and inspiration to get some stitching done.

I think pulling out the hexi quilt was partly inspired by seeing Susan’s work. English paper-piecing, hexagons and hand quilting are all very old school techniques. Even though I used modern fabrics for the piecing and a fancy perle cotton thread for the big-stitch hand quilting, I felt in doing the handwork I was honoring an older generation of time. This is fitting, because I’m making this quilt to honor my grandmother.

Time again, I’m reminded how important it is to step away from the monotony of daily routines. It is important to seek creative inspiration from people, places and art exhibits. Sometimes these opportunities may not seem significant, but yet they can offer a spark that builds a fire. 

Feel grateful

Today is the last day of November. It has been whirlwind ride for me. It started with my exhibit opening, immediately followed by  a trip to see my ailing auntie. Came home with a cold that knocked me down for a week, while dealing with some issues around the homefront, then Thanksgiving. I’m trying to catch up this week, but I’m not being very successful. I need to just hang on and go with the flow.

Seriously, there is nothing that I can complain about, but there is this feeling that there’s a lack of time. Could it be my age? or is it all the technology sucking my time? For example, before writing this, I spent an hour dealing with a ton of spam that was generated through my contact form. Yes, along with being an artist and instructor, I am also chief web designer/manager, promoter, and accountant.

The reality is we can’t control all the things that get thrown at us. Planning is good, but you also have to be willing to adapt to a change in plans. I generally feel that I’m adaptable, but sometimes it becomes too much. At times like these, I find it best to put the focus on the entire picture. There have been some great moments for me this month. So, as the year comes to a close, I’m just going to put my focus on the good things and feel grateful.

 

“Fall down seven, stand up eight. Don’t fold beneath the weight. Don’t let it define you”
~ Aaron Burdett


Theres’s still time to see “Melange of Experience”
Arts Council of Moore County – Campbell House Galleries
Through December 19, 2023

More to see

I have had a lot going on the past 2 weeks. My exhibit opened at the Arts Council of Moore County and the very next morning, I was flying to northern California to spend time with my aunt. As a kid, I spent a lot of time in the Bay area visiting my aunt and uncle. This month’s visit was bittersweet. Good memories, mixed with sad memories. I like to refer these memories as “ghosts.” I feel like the spirits who’ve moved on from this Earth are tapping me on my shoulder and reminding me of things I’ve forgotten.

Now I’m back home trying to catch up on the things that didn’t get accomplished the past several months. With Thanksgiving next week, it is that time of year when life brings busyness. So while I’m trying to keep it all together, I’ll stop and take a few moments to reflect on where I’ve been, contemplate on the journey, and ponder about what comes next. All of this reminds me:

Hold on to your memories, hold on to your dreams,
just never give up trying, because there’s always more to see.

 

Visit

I am always amazed how things work. There were 4 artists invited to show their work together. For nearly 2 years, we never spoke about what we were creating. You would think we could possibly create a disaster of artwork that just doesn’t play well with each other’s.  However, it is like magic looking at this exhibit. It is like some force guided us in our creations. Everything looks harmonious.

The exhibit will be open until December 19, 2023! At Arts Council of Moore County.

I hope you can visit.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

To own it

I made this week’s deadline for getting my artwork created, prepped, photographed and delivered to The Arts Council of Moore County’s gallery.  I’m participating in this exhibit along with 3 other talented women. The exhibit opens on Friday, November 3, 2023.

I’ve learned a lot about myself over the past 2 years since I agreed to participate in this event. There was lots of mental planning, distractions and procrastination. I always think I have time, until I don’t. It will be interesting to see how my artwork is received. I’ve experimented with some ideas and definitely worked smaller than I usually do.

Entering one artwork into an exhibit is a different process from doing a solo or group show where you’re expected to produce many pieces to fill the gallery walls. To be honest, a concern is whether it will pay off…financially. There is a lot of money invested in producing artwork. Not everyone enters an exhibit opportunity to sell their art, but a good majority do.

I decided many years ago that I wanted to sell my art, because I didn’t have room to keep it. I also had given enough away to family and friends that they reached a saturation point. I had choices: 1) stop making so much or 2) sell it so I had room to make more. I decided to sell. There are a few pieces I wish I still had, but for the most part I cut the cord on ownership when I sell the art. Like most artists I know, I’m not getting financially wealthy selling my art … very few have that luxury. I am, however, receiving heartfelt wealth. This type of wealth is never monetized in a bank account, only felt in our soul. When you purchase original art you provide the artist with a sense of pride and joy knowing you liked their work enough to own it.

Permission to play

I am one week away from the opening of the “Mélange of Experience” exhibit opening at Arts Council of Moore County’s galleries at Campbell House. This exhibit is a group show with several other local artists. I will be bringing 18 new pieces to the gallery next week. Exciting!

Mélange means a mixture, or group of different things or people. We decided on the the title because of the diverse styles among the four of us exhibiting, but also because of the experience we all have within our art form. When I was creating these 18 new pieces, I embraced the title. I wanted to experiment with some ideas/themes, but nothing in my experimentation was a new technique per se. I have a long, diverse history with creative arts and it was inspiring to follow a whim. I like that the title we chose gave me permission to play.

Some mercy now

There is a lot going through my mind. I’m trying to stay grounded and present. Yet, I do realize when I start whirling out of bounds. When I do, I know it is a signal that I need to step back. What is important to me? What is important for my brain energy? What do I have control over?

We’re in trying times. It sometimes is challenging not to feel anxiety. It is possible to isolate ourselves from things outside our bubble, but I like to keep aware and check in. I realize I don’t have control over most things. So after checking the morning news, I’ve been climbing the steps to my converted bedroom studio space. Making art keeps me in the moment and I’m in control of what I’m making.

Last night I took time to draw mandalas. A mandala is a symmetrically balanced circle containing shapes and colors. A mandala represents the spiritual journey starting from the outside to the inner core. Creating them can be a part of a meditation practice. Although my intent is to use these for a project I’m working on, I find them helpful right now. Mandalas signify the universe in its ideal form and can represent the transformation of a universe of suffering into one of joy.

I’m hope the later is true, because the world could use some mercy now.

Live on within my creations

I’m in the final stage of preparation for an art exhibit locally at the Arts Council of Moore County’s Campbell House Galleries. I was invited to participate in this exhibit with 3 other very talented women who live in the area. There will be an acrylic/collage painter, a stained glass artist, a potter and me, a textile artist.

I’ve participated in exhibits here before, each time with a different collection of artists. I’m excited about sharing the gallery space with these ladies, because I believe our artistry will compliment each other. We’re each working independently, so its always a surprise when we bring our artwork together for an exhibit.

Last month, I was in final prep of the pieces and this month I’m focusing on the prep for displaying the work. Everything needs to be ready to hang. This means, hanging sleeves and rods for larger quilts, and framing for smaller textile pieces. This time I’m working smaller than usual, so I am spending more time prepping the canvases and framing. I have to say, I kind of like doing this part of my art.

The photos above represent what I’ve been working on, but it also reminds me of all the life experiences that helped get me here. Its not just about me finding my artist voice, it is also about all the other’s who where there along the way. When I look at these images, I remember my grandmother’s who, when I was a child, inspired me with their lovely handmade gifts. I remember my mom for teaching me to sew when I was ten. And, it is also my dad when I was a kid teaching me how to paint and use tools around the house. They’re all gone on to another world, but they each live on within my creations.

Until there isn’t any left

Goodbye September. Here in the southeastern United States, we are heading into fall. The humidity is gone (YES!!) and the days are much cooler. When I was a kid, I remember wanted so badly to be a grown-up person. I remember life feeling like it just dragged itself through to the next day. Many decades later, I am here now and respecting how fast it all has gone by.

Changing of seasons is one of those yearly milestones that makes me stop and think about the journey. This is especially true when we enter fall. In a flash, I know it will be the new year.

Grounding is a good way to return back to center; focus on what is here now. I am grateful for all that I have, where I am, and the journey that got me here. However, there are so many things I am still eager to accomplish.  I’m returning to my mantra of “one foot, then another.” This is the only way to move forward; one step at a time.

As I transfer into the next season, I’ll take the time to reflect, yet respect that there’s always time…until there isn’t any left.

 

Good things will come

I am in the last 4 weeks of preparing for an art exhibit. I’m showing with 4 very different style of artists. I’m the only textile artist. I’ve planned things so October would be less about creating and more about getting everything ready to hang. Some things need to be framed, some mounted on stretched canvas, and some need the traditional quilt sleeve and hanging rod. I feel good about my timing of things, but there is still a lot to do. As they say, “slow and steady wins the race.”

That’s life sometimes, isn’t it? You just have to continue showing up and do what you can. Last year seemed pretty slow for me, but this year I’m constantly surprised when I get a notice that something I did months ago is finally ready for sharing.

One of those things is the book “Stitched Journeys with Birds” by Martha Sielman. I don’t remember exactly when I sent her pictures of my artwork to consider for the book. But, I do remember she accepted my contributions and promised to include them.

Now to be truthful, I didn’t really know what kind of book she envisioned. All I knew was it was about birds and I wanted to be a part of it. Holy moly! When I received the book this week, I was more than proud to be a part of this beautiful publication. This book is partly arranged like a bird identification book with all the images of similar species grouped together. The “birder” in me is greatly impressed.

It is also a marvelous book about art quilts, featuring stories of some of the premier art quilters of our times. As a book lover, I also just want to touch it. The paper quality reminds me of a fine, old-time coffee table book. The paper and book cover feels so lovely, I keep finding myself petting it. I’m a lucky artist to be included in this book and it reminds me to just keep trying. Good things will come.