July 31, 2013

Onto Something New

New collage work started on red-dyed bamboo beads, with cancelled love stamps.

July 30, 2013

It's a Done Deal

I thought I'd be stuck working on these for the rest of my creative days.  Alas, the light at the end of the tunnel began to burn bright this past week.  I got excited about them again, as I did in the many spurts and stops along the path.  Here, I present Happy Boxes, a place to store some "happy" when you're feeling blue.  Open the top, dig some out and spread it all over your life.

If they look familiar, it's because this was a continued exploration of collage such as I did with Happy Houses last Spring.

The largest is 8"h x 6"w x6"d.

Each box is laced closed on one side with Irish waxed linen or cotton string.

Layers of colored tissue, acrylic paint and handmade paper fibers embellish the sides.  In many cases, secret writing occupies space on the walls, both inside and out.  Much of it is stream of consciousness blather, and almost always in a positive vein. 

A few are without tops.

This is among the tiniest boxes at approximately 4" x 4" x4".   I adore this particular one.

This is another favorite.  Who'da thunk blue and red would go so well together?

I love colored tissue.

Happy Boxes were constructed from children's board books found at library bookstores.  The Big Bad Wolf peers out from among red torn tissue strips.

The tops (and bottoms) are lined with felt, and a fitted core to keep the top in place.

July 25, 2013


These are examples of items for sale at Fall art shows.  Please let me know if you have any questions.

Lavender-filled pillows made with vintage and new Chinese brocades

Lavender-filled pillows made with vintage Japanese kimono and obi cloth

Lavender-filled pillows made from shibori-dyed silks and woolens

Mixed media Happy Houses made with collaged elements and acrylic paint

Bookstrings (bookmarks) made with vintage Peking glass and new beads

The Tooth Fairy, flat enough to go under a child's pillow

The Tooth Fairy's "backpack" for a tooth and a coin

July 2, 2013

Streaming Choices

Stream of consciousness, stream of consciousness, stream of consciousness, and on and on...  Can you go one on one with your brain, keep up the steady stream of chatter, both negative and positive, a running commentary of the fight that clouds your mind, altering choices from this way to that, never really making a decision because forces outside are making them, causing sway?  It might be your mother, it might be your father, or it is that girl in grammar school that you admired and hated at the same time because you wanted to be exactly like her but she hated you because you were dull and uninteresting. It might be a non-choice:  a rebellious act, neither your choice, really.  and then before you realize it your life is half over -- is there still time remaining to live for me, to make my own choices, rather than to please others?  what the hell -- who am I living for?!!  Live for me,  Live for me.  Live for me.  Live for me.  Live for me.  Live for me.  Repeat as necessary.