Thursday, 19 July 2018

Day of Memory

The tide recedes but leaves behind
Bright seashells in the sand
The sun goes down but gentle warmth
Still lingers on the land

The music stops and yet lingers on
In sweet refrain.
For every joy that passes
Something beautiful remains.

Something Beautiful Remains
by Martha Vashti Pearson

So, my dearest boy
On this 23rd day of memory
we are surprisingly close to Camp Huronda
where you created many a memory in your childhood.
We are with your brothers and nieces
holding you close in our hearts.

Wednesday, 18 July 2018

Cloth of Time Opening

Cloth of Time Opening
Judy looks beautiful
I am shocked at how I look like my mother!

We each talked....

....about our work and how we approach it.

Oh, boy did we have fun picking a stone and trying to find it.

Thank you to everyone who came out.

A Penny talking to a Penny!

Margi and Jamie

And then the gallery started emptying out

We could walk through and under
Not to Know But To Carry On

So many thanks to Diane and to Valerie too
who took many photographs of the evening for us.

And now onto new work for new shows!
I hope Summer hangs around now that I can relax.

Monday, 16 July 2018

Cloth of Time Before the Opening

Judy's Ned and the gallery's Nick had oh, so much fun
climbing up ladders and stretching up to ceilings!

Handy Hubby made an easy job of hanging my work
and then drove the 2 1/2 hours back to the Rusty Pups.
Me, I stayed in Halifax to spend time with
All such dear friends.

I know there is not much to see in this picture
I just like the drama of it!

It took 12 strong bags to bring the rocks here.
I have to say Handy Hubby did not approve!
He thought I was crazy!
but me....I think it was worth it.

I did enjoy having the opportunity again to really
look at Daily Scratchings

Once the show was hung Judy and I
had the opportunity to spend some time alone
in the gallery.
A special time for us to celebrate and enjoy
bringing our journals together.

Criss Cross had to be arranged differently this time.

Not To Know But To Go On
Hangs in wonderful loops
through the centre of the Mary E Black gallery

I did enjoy looking through those loops....

.....and seeing the rest of our beautiful show!
Congratulations Judy!

Monday, 9 July 2018

Circling The Mind

This piece is in my hands again after a long break.
An important break.
In the beginning it was simply a big circle of a rock
resting at sunrise or sunset
if life is a circle
perhaps it is more.
Perhaps it is a life
split into the person we are in public
and the one we keep for when we are home alone in familiar surroundings.

There again if a story is a circle
Perhaps it is a life circle
filling up with a thousand small stories....

....Small stories that make up all our lives.
Stories that rest on the foundation of our life experiences.

I have been told several times in my life
that my fascination with rocks
is from a need for a solid foundation
which I picture could be both physical and mental and emotional.

And then a circle, or a rock, or a life, or a stitching
always has a hidden side
a side that to me is less perfect
more spontaneous
and therefore more beautiful.

Talking of life circles
I do hope we have filled the Rusty Pup lives with rich stories.
Rusty Pup Shandy still jumps into the car
but Rusty Pup Kayla waits patiently for a helping hand.
Just after taking this photo I stumbled
trying to lift her into the car and we both nearly ended up
head over tail in the dust.
Made me realize how trusting she is.

I hope your life is full of many stories.

Sunday, 8 July 2018

When One Thing Leads To Another

Daily Scratchings 2012-2015

Community Conversations 2017

It was a while back now that I heard from an old friend
Fay is a Registered Expressive Arts Consultant/Educator
a marvellous storyteller and artist.
She wanted me to know that my 'Daily Scratchings' had inspired a community project hosted by Visible Voices Open Arts Studio in Halliburton, Ontario
called Community Conversations.

Participants learnt various techniques

even weaving.

With their new skills at hand everyone was invited to create a small piece of fibre art based the following conversation openers:
My 5 word life story ....
My grandmother used to say ....
When I was 7 I wanted to ....
My best friends would describe me as ....
The three most challenging parts of growing older are ....
The one thing I've learned is ....
What is important to me now is ....

The finished pieces were assembled into long panels
that now hang in a beautiful wooden display unit.

How amazing is that!

Monday, 25 June 2018

New Beginnings Times Three

As Stone Pathways and Daily Scratchings rest along one side of the table
awaiting installation at the Mary E Black gallery in July...

...In the little table space left I'm working on new beginnings.
More stones
It seems I am not through with stones yet.
I must have more to discover about them.

Another large piece of silk and linen
has been layered onto felted wool.
I believe this will be tree-like lines of stitch
growing out of.....stones.

And a third new beginning of silk on linen
has been layered onto a thin damask.
Don't yet know how I will treat this one.
I love that piece of natural dyed silk.
It was soaking in my stream so long that it has a few small frayed
holes that I might emphasize or do a little darning over.
The grey linen will of be stitched all over
but have to decide on whether to continue the markings from the silk
onto the linen
or whether I just stitch a simple repetitive mark.

A little bit of green and grey and red.
I have a thing about red flowers nowadays.
Perhaps a little bit of red will start appearing in my work.
You never know
It might be necessary one of these days.

I hope that if you love red...
...or even if you don't love it....
...that you will find a place for it in your studio today!

Monday, 18 June 2018

Touching Life

for me
is most important.
It connects me to my work
more so than seeing it displayed on a wall.
Touch is memory.
Touch is healing.

In preparing for a show I have to
think of the visual too.
Remind myself that presentation is important.
So, for that reason I am stitching galvanized nails
to the bottom of my long narrow paths.
I am thinking the weight will keep them hanging nicely.

As I stitch I spy a precious rock that I have carried with me for years.
A talisman of sorts
A tactile memory of a difficult time in my life.
Strangely enough I hadn't thought of including it 
as one of my stones for 'Stone Pathways'.

As I stitch I am also musing on what
the next daily stitching journal will be.
drawing outlines of important things
like my tiny piece of whittling
done on the shores of Georgian Bay
when my three boys were oh so young.

Perhaps these would be a part of a project like that.
Small bits and pieces from my life
that are always with me
kept safely in a pouch.
We shall see.

I hope you have a collection of talismans from your life
that might inspire.
Sometimes we ignore the things we see or touch every day.