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Hive, Nest 16x12 inches, marbled paper and acrylic paint on canvas 2025 Sunrise
16x12 inches, marbled paper and acrylic paint on canvas 2025 Painted driftwood, air dry clay (girl’s head), hair extension, silk and cotton fabric fragments, 12 x 3 x 3 inches.
This is my depiction of “The Girl Who Fell in Love with a Horse,” from the Tales of Tono. The Oshirasama Hall in Tono with thousands of girl and horse dolls made of crude wood pieces and fabric left an impression on me in October last year. The love between the girl and horse is broken by her father, who is enraged that she would fall in love with a horse. He hangs the horse from a tree and when the girl still won’t let go of the horse, he cuts off its head. The girl and the horse’s head fly off into the heavens to become divine beings, reunited in their love. The girl becomes the goddess of sericulture in this Tono Tale (Tono was known for its silkworm industry.) From this rather sparse and gory folklore, I created the horse and girl figures from driftwood gifted to me by Sondra’s husband, Patrick. I painted them black, then created a head for the girl with air drying clay. They are clothed in scraps of silk and cotton that I had collected over the years. Layered cotton muslin flour sacks, unbleached cotton batting, silk kimono lining and disco zipper. 6x6x6 inches. March 11, 2024
This is my second Art Tag piece for Mending. My mother and I lived geographically apart since 1970, when I moved to the States. I had a deeply stressed childhood, being placed in the role of intermediary between warring parents. Only by escaping to another country did I feel that I could become my own person. The relationship between my mother and me was broken by my marriage, which my mother raged against. She never apologized for the massive tantrum she threw at my new husband and me, belittling him and my choice in men. This piece represents the mending of that broken relationship because that is miraculously what happened in the following years. By the time she passed away in November, 2023, we had come full circle. We started traveling together and through those travels, we talked about a lot of things in her life. I learned to laugh at her insults and to admire all she had done as a single parent. I understood her better than any other person in the world. I knew that she loved me and all her children to the best of her ability. mending heart wipThis new Art Tag round is "Mending," a very appealing topic. After some thought, I decided to work on a relationship piece using a faded child's kimono that I picked up at a Tokyo flea market in 2019. The top image is an iconic photo of my mom, who couldn't get by without coffee in the morning and afternoon. The lower image is me looking pouty in my favorite cowgirl outfit. My challenge now was what to put in the space between us.
I read my mom's journal last night and was struck by the banality of her observations. The journal was written intermittently over the last 12 years of her life. Up to her 70’s she used to write the most engaging and interesting observations in her weekly planners. In this journal, she recorded her aches and pains, daily chores, and meals taken with my sister and niece. She also pasted many newspaper clippings of recipes, healthy habits, gardening, and cartoons. I was pleased to note that her final entry, made in the summer of 2020, was still coherent even when she had trouble interacting with others. She wrote in Spanish, English and Japanese, which was also interesting, as during my visits with her in 2019 she spoke exclusively Japanese. I was going to incorporate some of her writing in this piece but abandoned that idea. Last night in my dream I came up with exactly what I want to fill in the space between my mom and me. It will be an embroidery. I had to do a bit of research on Etsy and found the perfect embroidery pattern and on Amazon, a seemingly amazing wash away transfer paper. Have downloaded the pattern but Amazon will take until Wednesday to deliver the transfer paper. Can't wait to go on to the next step. This is a portal for summoning the dead. The red faceless dolls attached to the rim are called oshirasama and were used in Japan by blind female shamans (itako), as part of the summoning ritual (kuchiyose). The green tulle represents ectoplasm that envelopes a small glow-in-the-dark amulet. This is my third piece for a round of Art Tag on the topic of "portals."
I am making some fabric dolls for an exhibition this summer. The dolls will be about 17 inches tall and have pliable limbs. To create a proof of concept, I acquired an old doll on the left from Etsy. I then created a doll on the right as a birthday gift for a friend. I will take these examples and create four fantasy dolls associated with Alice in Wonderland. As in every creative endeavor, there are aspects to this project that are not exciting, such as sewing the body of the doll together and stuffing it with wire and cotton. I look forward to finishing those tasks so I can go on to the fun part of making the costumes each character will wear.
I participate in Na Omi Judy Shintani's mandala project every year. Starting January 1 we make a mandala a day for the next 12 days. Participants find mandalas in all kinds of ways - photographing round objects, drawing, painting, collaging, printing. I make mine in my tiny art journal at the beginning of each month to inspire or remind. I use various media from drawing, painting, stamping, cutting paper to collage. It's a pleasure to come upon a mandala at the beginning of the month, especially as the year wears on, because I would have forgotten and be reminded of the image + word. I like to come up with the words first, then make mandalas about them. The words are meant to inspire and to trigger an action. This is also a good way to turn art-making into a daily practice right from the beginning of the year.
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