Showing posts with label looking at my own work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label looking at my own work. Show all posts

Monday, April 21, 2025

Tuesday, February 6, 2024

Monday, November 14, 2022

or a window


 I want my work to be like a mirror 

where people become connected to self 

or a window 

or a door

Sunday, November 6, 2022

Stare


Stare

It is the way to educate your eye.

Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop.

Die knowing something.

You are not here long.

Walker Evans

Monday, October 31, 2022

abundance of memory


In the ordinary act of darning bedsheets with my mother, I experienced an intimate yet astonishing sense of unity in my thoughts, sensibilities, and actions.  I found the possibility of containing such an abundance of memory and pain, even affection for life, in that way.  A strange nostalgia, entirely mesmerizing.  Kimsooja

Wednesday, October 27, 2021

how content I feel, complete


 Played the piano at the dress rehearsal, made tacos and dough for gingerbread cookies, practiced piano with the girls and lost patience with all of them- am now going to quilt on my commission, Ned is watching Mash.  Now he has gone up to bed.  ‘You lazy dog’ he says to Rufus who is lying on the sofa.  December 1991 journal entry.  

That was then.

This is now.  30 years later.  On the wall in my town studio, the reverse side of Mended World, one of the 4 meditation panels I made with members of my community in 2011.  Blocked and cleaned after world tour with Masterworks: Abstract and Geometric.  There is a Marimekko print on the back of each panel - 90 inches square, they hang in a local church.

When I go into the town studio, I start by reading one of my old journals to set a mood and find my self.  It astounds me how busy I was with the children, yet still did the art. 

Thursday, April 25, 2019

a tragic fate

 
 
The artist does not go through the rites of passage.
She remains a child that is not innocent
and yet cnanot pass or shake the bonds.
She is not able to liberate herself from the unconscious.

It's a tragic fate.   Louise Bourgeois

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

martyr or victim?

 
 
martyr:  a person who sacrifices something of great value, especially life itself, for the sake of principle

victim:  a person who has been injured, killed, cheated, fooled, harmed by someone else or by accident

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