Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Lunar Eclipse and Catching up

Last night I caught a glimpse of the lunar eclipse. Lovely. Things that make you remember we're all living on a big flying rock in space are always a bit heady for me. *smirk*

I've been pretty busy art-wise the last month or so, although I haven't been sharing.

I finished the Polar Bear Mask, I still need cleaner pictures but here's a few for you

I wanted her to be genderless and then she just told me she was female so I had to go with it. She has a white silk dupioni base, twists of wool yarn and silver embroidery thread coming up over her snout, and real shells from a childhood necklace of mine up over her brow. The detail embroidery over her left ear and forehead is based on some pieces of cedar branch I found while hiking.


The blues and silvers over her snout invoke the idea that the polar bears habitat is melting. In my mind this goddess is sinking ever so slowly into the water, hopefully to be reborn, but there is something about this mask that feels mournful to me. Almost a death mask... I guess it's part of my mindset lately.




We went hiking with my friend Kendra a month or so ago, and picked up a lot of beautiful fall leaves. Somehow I got the idea that leaves, if split, were wings. So two little moth creatures were born.


I'm getting a lot of inspiration from nature lately, can you tell?



And last but not least, here's a progress shot of the crazy quilt. I did some piecing and now the hard part begins. Actually quilting this thing. Currently it's about 6'6" by 5'0". I'll keep you updated.


I have been down a bit lately, but I think it's just that time of year when I'm partially in a mental cocoon. I need to sleep and snuggle and twist in my little world and soon enough I feel I will be reborn into the next stage of my life.

Love and hugs to all. And Happy Solstice! Today's the shortest day of the year. Soon the light will return.

-moo

Sunday, November 7, 2010

A sort of smooth path, Arctic Fox Hat, Sweeney Todd

I'm feeling the path smoothing out. It's still a little rough but things are making more sense.

Fall here in the outskirts of NYC is a bit brown this year. Hubby and I blame the dry summer. Usually we get much stronger colors in our fall leaves.

Puppy just had her spay, and is wearing an e-collar. It's a soft type collar, not one of those hard white plastic ones. And somehow when I saw 'e-collar' on the bill from the vet my mind went somewhere weird. And I was calling it her 'e-collar' at home. And after a few days Adam was like, "So you know e-collar just means Elizabethan collar....right?".

Face palm! Silly me. Four years of theatre, two semesters of costume design, two semesters of the History of Costume and Decor and I forgot about this thing (see picture).


So yeah, silly me. I'm supposed to know these dorky things.

I might be young but I'm still already forgetting important things. Or at least, interesting things.

So yeah, the puppy has a giant collar thing on. And every time I see her looking at me I think of this panel from sluggy freelance.
(I think you can click it or click on the link to make this bigger).


She looks at me and I think to myself, "I'm a pretty flower!"

Heehee. No but really she's healing well and doing just fine thankfully.

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As promised, here are more photos of my Arctic Fox Hat.

The genesis of this hat was that it was time to make a new winter hat (as always, with ears), and I had no inspiration. I came across this poor shirt languishing in my closet. I completely adored it. It was the best shirt ever. And my very special aunt gave it to me. But it was stained in the pits, and shredding to bits. So...a rejuvenation was in order. There was no way I was gonna just turn this into a pillow or toss it out...


Apparently I was feeling brooding when Adam took these photos. The frontal shots give the most of the Arctic Fox look.



The aloe is pointing at my head in this photo. Not sure what it wants.


Some details.



When I decided to make this I was feeling a lot of northern Inuit inspiration as well as some thoughts on integrating fabrics from Jude Hill. This post specifically got me thinking about the transition of an applique into the finished piece. A beautiful bit of thought on fabric.

So I kept the bits of it that were torn and stained, and incorporated them into the finished hat. The ears are from some sock scraps from a sock monster or two that I've made. And I added red embroidery over the bloody bits just to make them pop that much more. It feels a bit folksy, and a bit creepy. I like it. It's also roomy, like last years wild thing hat, which I like very much.

Hats.

PS: If you don't know about the magic of Sweeny Todd, I DO NOT recommend seeing the modern Johnny Depp movie. Treat yourself to a viewing of the Angela Lansbury version. SO MUCH BETTER. Ah, Sondheim. Awesome. Here. A youtube link to one of my favorite songs. The Worst Pies in London.

And if you're lazy, just watch this one here. A Little Priest.



I love Johnny Depp and Tim Burton and all, but this is one of those shows that's just better seen live. Or at least with stage actors. If you ever get a chance to see it live I recommend it.

-moo

Monday, November 1, 2010

Etsy Sale



Just posting so everyone knows I'm having a sale in my etsy shop.

I've really marked down those scrap bundles cause I just want some space back in my studio. And there are a few things I've marked down that have been kicking around for awhile.

Check it out!

http://www.etsy.com/shop/Rosemoo

I promise to do a real post soon.

:D

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Scattered thoughts and ennui

This will be a short post. I have to work soon.

I have lots of stray thoughts with no time to gather them, sort them, arrange them in an artful manner.

So here are my thoughts, with no curation (or very little anyway):

The sky was pink and overcast this morning when I awoke. It looked like there might be a hurricane of candy looming over us.

If you try and feed a four year old fettuccine you may find out that it's just not the same as spaghetti.

Laundry stops for no one.

Black fur shines silver and burnt umber in the morning light.

Whenever I drink rose-flavored tea I feel guilty. Like a cannibal or something.

It's lonely in the house when your significant is out of town.

But puppies are a good solace.

Wednesday is new comic book day. Don't book dinner plans on Wednesdays.

Quitting smoking doesn't kill the urge to smoke (and it's been over two years).

Staring at beautiful things online doesn't make life any better.

This ennui just won't go away.

-moo

Friday, October 15, 2010

Make your own crazy quilt! Or at least pretend you're gonna.



I'm cleaning out my fabric stash.

I decided it's time to turn over a bunch of my fabric stash. I love it to pieces (hah!) but I'm finding I'm working solely from my scraps and I am getting bored with my color palette. (I have lots of fabric in big piles just waiting to be cut into, but I feel this urge, nay NEED, to use all the scraps).

I thought of a way to make cleaning house benefit people though. I've gathered many of my really great scraps into piles of color.

There are 11 color piles as you can see in this less-than-stellar-picture.



Off-white
Yellow
Red
Orange

Blue
Black
Dark Red
Pink
Purple
Green
Brown



These are perfect for crazy quilting!

The quilt I'm working on now has 12 panels, not exactly these colors but made from the same stash. You could definitely make more than one panel per bunch. (Except for the smaller pink and purple ones, which are adjusted price wise accordingly).

I've put them in my etsy shop for purchase, and considering that each one has some pretty nice fabric in it, I think they're pretty reasonably priced.



If you buy any of them with a creature (Creature! Not the coloring book or a paper item) from my shop I will ship the fabric for free. Just convo me after purchase and I'll send you an adjusted invoice for you to pay.

Here's the link to my shop.

Help me clean out my stash and get some great scraps in the process! Details on each bundle in my store.



Oh and if you buy 3 or more of these I'll send you something extra special secret funtimes! Just mention this blog post in your notes to seller when you go to pay.

PS: If you are actually going to buy these to use to make a crazy quilt, you will also need embroidery thread and some backing fabric. I used cheap orange linen to back all my squares/to give me something to attach to.

End of Line.

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Creatively mucking about

So I feel as though I've been wearing wading shoes, mucking about in my creative space lately. There has been a lot of muck mucked. And a lot of work cast out into the world. A veritable glut of work really. Which on a side note, Esther Friesner totally cheebled me about last night.

Of course, most of my work does not feel 'up to snuff' as these things go. So you don't get to see it.
I will however, share some of my recent muckity mucks.

I found this post because of the lovely Jude Hill and decided to try my hand at it.




The crazy quilt continues to grow.



I made a coaster for my honey. I might make some more shaped ones like this. Pretty fun.



Feeling a doodle urge. Made this Octopus.


Zoom!


Finger puppet!






I will do a whole post just about my new white hat for this year. Some sneak peaks...




And there is a secret writing project in the works. I will share when I feel as though I have something to say about it.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Bird Goddess Mask Completed

So I tantalized you all with this picture over on flickr.

But now I finally have finished her. The second mask, the Bird Goddess Mask.


I'm really loving the organic flow of making these masks. I'm tapping into a spiritual part of myself to make these, and pulling from cultural and religious memes as I do it. For this project I was particularly inspired by a mask I had seen in the Tate Modern in London in 2005*. It was a piece made of two beautiful swan wings. They hooked onto a wire headdress, which you could wear, and they would open so you could invite someone over, and then close the wings around both of your heads, providing an intimate place for secrets to be discussed. It was in the surrealist section and I was greatly moved by it.

*(I just spent twenty minutes googling the piece and can't seem to find it)

It's also inspired by hands. Both sides of the mask were made initially with me tracing my hands onto the felt, and the underlying wire structure was also modelled on my hands.

So it's part bird, hands, mystical, ballroom. And of course I used dupioni silk again, which is a lovely material, really, if you're never used it, treat yourself to a yard. This one has black in it, so when you twist it it catches the light differently.


I'm not making a pattern or anything for these. They're happening as I pull and prod them into something. I know I will not duplicate them.


I had some gold thread left over from a class I taught, so I used it to make Masquerade Ball Mask style curliques with couching.


There is a third eye stitched in the middle of the forehead of the mask with chain stitch, which I also used to 'Kohl' the main mask eyes. If you look carefully at the image above, you will see that on each of the 'feathers/fingers' of the mask I added fuzzy red yarn to the edges of the couched gold thread, to further identify them as feathers.




Up next, the polar bear mask!

Oh, and yes, my hiatus from the internet is mostly over, and was mostly refreshing. I will be spending considerably less time online than I used to, and I think I will be the better for it. We'll see if I abandon my resolve when it gets cold again and I can't hang out on the porch with the dog.

:D

-Rosemoo

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Reclaiming my time, letting go

I almost didn't write a blog post about this, but half of the reason I read blogs is because people are honest about their experiments with living an artistic life, so here goes. It at least explains what I've been up to.


I have recently been on a path to retake my life.

I did buy the book I mentioned last blog post, the Tao Te Ching translated by Ursula K. Le Guin. Definitely worth it. Highly recommended. It's that book that got me started reexamining my life. And I've made some decisions and changes.

What's weird is it's not one of those self-help books with all the forms to fill out and 'examine' your life, it's just the Tao Te Ching, which isn't exactly a step by step manual. Although in many ways it is. It's hard to explain if you haven't read it. Read it.

I'm not about to announce the allegiance to any religion, I'm just experimenting with different ways of reclaiming myself.

So, changes.

I have let facebook take up much too much of my time. Really a lot of my internet use has been overindulgent. I like facebook, that it brings me closer to people that are far away, and has shown me people I thought I had lost. However the connection is almost false, it's this 'sort of' connection to other people. A feeling of connectedness that is not rooted in the real. At least not for me.

So I've taken some time off of facebook for awhile. And I've been limiting my internet use.


I've started (trying to anyway) meditating for at least ten minutes every morning, sometimes fifteen. I've really found myself lacking a spiritual center, and I'm hoping taking the time to be 'mindful', as Lao Tzu says, will be helpful to me.

I'm also trying to be more connected to Rayna when we go on walks. She's such a lovely little puppy it's really a shame when I just walk her. She has so much love and energy wrapped up in her I'm not sure how I ignore it sometimes. So lately I've been taking the time to listen to her and love her, and sometimes I'm just laying in the grass next to her and snuggling her, which is quite nice.

I re-read Thich Nhat Hanh's 'Being Peace', which is a lovely book, and has excellent ideas in it.

I'm working on the book 'Gift of Power' which is a very interesting read. Not sure what it's giving me, but it's definitely fascinating.

I'm finding myself sort of wandering mentally from my resolution to become a more mindful person and then returning to the path. I know this has already been a journey of many years, and I'm sure it will continue. I hope however, that some of the new changes (like meditation) that I've brought into my life will continue through the rough spots.


It's incredibly hard to do even the simplest things that are suggested by those who are spiritual and grounded in their bodies. I think that Western culture has this idea that the body and the mind are separate, and I guess they might be, but for me it certainly rings much more true that they are one and the same. And if they're one and the same, then what I eat, how I move, all the things that are bodily things are equally if not more important than my mental state. Or rather, they're not in a hierarchy over each other at all, because they're the same thing. In American culture it is really not that normal to be fully aware of your body. It's more like a machine you drive around, like a car, rather than half of yourself.

So I'm trying to remember that my body is me, just like my mind is me, and to move slower, and appreciate things more slowly. I'm trying out more meditative sewing (like the masks I've been making) and doing some of my crazy quilting more slowly and with more intent and intensity.

Of course I watch animals and bugs and things and it would be ridiculous if they went around over thinking everything. I think they're onto something.


It's really not new for me to be searching for my spiritual center. I go on a light quest every year or so, sometimes every six months. However I like to think that each time I go looking for myself I get a little closer.

A bit closer to the truth and the me that is underneath the 'baggage'.

I think it's common to dislike yourself, to see yourself as 'lesser' or 'not good enough', and as much as I fall prey to these feelings myself, I don't believe they are true. And I certainly don't think they're of any use to us. In a lot of ways they're just a reinforcement of our 'innate separateness'. And I don't buy that either. I really do believe we're all connected. And that part of being a good and spiritual person is to be able to forgive and understand yourself. And then maybe, hopefully, other people as well.

I think I need to take up 'The Summer Book' again because it's another text with a strong sense of nature and interconnectedness, and it's written by my second or third favorite author, Tove Jannson.

In fact there are probably only a few books that I love and need and have given me a lot of the teachings I've tried to pull into my life. The entire Moomintroll series, The Summer Book, The Telling, The Dispossessed, Cats Cradle, Anything by Edward Gorey, Alices Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass...

And that's mostly it I think. I could throw in more favorites but those are some of the top picks. At least in terms of life lessons and ideas.

I love making things, but books will always be the wellspring for me, the source of my world. I cannot imagine living without books, and it's odd to me that books are pretty new in human history. I guess maybe hearing the stories audibly was just as good for many people before Gutenberg did his thing.

Thank you Mr. Gutenberg, thank you.

And now, on to the rest of my morning.

PS: Here's a great meditative song I know I've shared before. Go on, love it.



-Rose

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Doodling, arting, questioning, needing


Two pairs of little feet in Philadelphia last weekend.


I love little plastic flamingoes.

I've been pretty down lately, for as far as I can tell silly reasons, but I could use some good energy right now. I've been gravitating towards buying this book and I might just order it for myself at work on Monday because I've been thinking about it for at least three years.

I have a lot of feelings and ideas floating around my head lately. I'm feeling both overwhelmed with life, full of great ideas, and strangely sad all at once.

I'm working on my quilt still. The crazy quilt. I have six patches done and I'm working on the seventh one. Here's the pink one. I'm mostly using three strands of floss on these. I started with one or two, went up to six, and now I'm happiest around three.


It's working well as a way to eat up some great scraps of fabric and a way to practice my embroidery. I hadn't done any 'real' embroidery stitches until I started this project. Here's two links to the last times I updated about the crazy quilt. Here and here.

I guess I should show you finished purple because I haven't shared that yet.

I've been working in some free form embroidery as I get more confident with it. You can see a little circle shape or two in there.

I made a skirt today but it's pretty eh so I won't share it with you. I like it, and can probably wear it around, but it's certainly nothing to show to you all. :D Maybe one day after I fix the darts.

My biggest breakthrough so far on the embroidery front has been a slow and gradual move from the insane evil giant knots I made as a kid to keep things from unravelling, to the simple quick french knot that I'm using now to start and finish. Small, cute, strong, I love it. Go french!!! :D

So yeah, feeling a little down. Not sure what to do to shake these blues. If anyone has any ideas, feel free to fling them forth!

In the meantime, here's a fun link.

Owls?

-moo

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Buried Treasure 2010

"Come with us on a journey through time and space..."



Here is my contribution to this years Buried Treasure. As organized by Seth Apter over at The Altered Page. And here is the link to the TREASURE CHEST if you want to see all the other posts.

I picked this piece from February last year. It starts off a bit etsy focused so I chopped the first half off. Anyway, hope you all enjoy. I'll make the title link to the original post.

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Tuesday, February 17th, 2009

Perkins and Actual Brain Thoughts

I've been stumbling across a lot of my old art lately, as I attempt to get a grip on what my work is becoming and what I'm becoming. I'm finally starting to feel old. It happens in little pieces. I had the revelation yesterday, maybe the day before, that I am most assuredly no longer 'cool' to teenagers.

Now I was never 'cool'. That would never be a word to accurately describe me. But for a time, maybe five or so years, I was, by virtue of being in college or just out of college, 'cool' to young teenagers. I had tasted the freedom and liberty of 'adulthood', but wasn't yet tainted by adult culture. It was a great feeling. Realizing that I was now suddenly in a highly coveted position.

It's not like there was really any way to exploit this feeling. It just was. Sometimes I'd be on the bus, or the subway, and realize that I was in this exalted place to teenagers around me. I was trusted as a fellow young person, but also revered as a sort of avatar for everything they were itching to be.

And that's pretty much over. I've been told that there is a ten year gap. Within ten years, you're cool. So I guess to a sixteen year old or older, I might still be in that magic place. Hopefully to my sister I am. But to those little fourteen and thirteen year old girls I see at work, I'm a wash up. An adult. Above them in ways they would never aspire to. Wearing last years, or five years ago's fashion. Or a fashion that is inspired by something so ancient that it's just awful.

Sigh.

It's not a new feeling. As I said, 'cool' was just a fad for me. Something I happened on. A treat I got without paying for it, that disappeared just as mysteriously as it arrived.

Getting something for free doesn't mean I can't miss it though.

All the more reason to embrace adulthood, and migrate fully out of the 'in between' place. If it ever existed.

I've been told, multiple times, that I need to get 'adult' jewelry, and wear 'adult' clothes. I've started wearing 'adult clothes' more and more. Just to get some respect I suppose. Wearing the clothes I like wearing doesn't give me much clout in 'adult' conversations. And sadly, I now, more than ever, need to live in the adult world.

It's an important transition. I suppose there are rituals in our culture for that transition. Leaving high school, leaving college, etc. But living and working in theatre, especially when I'm freelance, has meant that I have been able to prolong the inevitable. Everyone in theatre is a bit childlike. A bit loose and free with rules and restrictions. So wearing ripped, painted clothes is totally acceptable. And walking into a theatre when there is a load in, or a 'call' of any sort, in fully 'adult' clothes, means you're a designer, a director, or really just don't belong.

You're expected to be a little 'out there' in theatre. Maybe that's why I'm having a hard time fitting myself into normal 'adult culture'. I definitely fit the bill for responsible, hard working, good little employee. I'm a Virgo and like everything to be perfect when I'm at work. But I also really value my freedom to express myself. To be a little funny and odd.

It's probably why when I've worked retail, I've worked in small businesses. They are usually more accepting of otherness. They run a small business for chrissakes. That's probably one of the hardest things you can do these days. So if they find a competent employee who likes to wear hats with ears, well, whatever, they can wear hats with ears if they get the job done!

Hmm.

Sorry for the long rant. I'll go now. Off to integrate into adult society. Slowly but surely.

:D

-Rose

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And if you're interested in older nuggets of gold...

Here's my 1st buried treasure here.

And the second one here.


-Rosemoo

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Envelope Project, Meet me at Mikes

the envelope project

I love mail art projects. Always have. In fact I'm in the middle of one with my friend Karin.

So of course the Envelope Project down in Wintery Australia caught my fancy. (I've been crushing on them since they published a book that I can't afford that M* contributed to). Here's some info from their site:

"Okay. It's time for a bit of an interactive window project. Here is what we are going to do. You can join in too!

Send us : A decorated envelope with a few cute little papery or crafty things inside it. The envelope can be a regular business sized one, or bigger if you like. The things inside should not be expensive. Recycled or handmade or just extra things you have, which you think someone else might like, would be good. Make sure you keep your postage cheap, so don't be all extravagant. Just be cute.

You might send : photos, pages from magazines, ribbon, swap cards, vintage patterns, notes, shopping lists, little (lightweight!) zines, sweet wrappers, stickers, really... anything small, light and interesting would be ace.

You can show us what you are sending on your own blog : or you can keep it a secret! It is up to you!

Important : put your return address on the back of the envelope

What we will do : we will display all the cute envelopes in our window. And we will take all the things out of them and take a photo of what we receive each day. We will upload that daily image to Flickr. (Details of exactly how to find that on Flickr next week.) We will keep the project going for six weeks. At the end of that period we will draw one random envelope : and send that person ALL THE THINGS we received in the mail! Every single thing. Sent to that person! Holy aceness! Hurrah! No matter where you are in the world! If you join in, you could win! This is open to kids and grown ups too. We like to be inclusive!"

Neat huh? You can join too by clicking the button above.

Head over to Meet me at Mikes for more information.

Here is my envelope contribution:



And here is a sneak peak of the contents:

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Inspircrastination



1. far far away II patchwork quilt, 2. Bag for Miss C, 3. Tea Time & Space (Detail), 4. embroidery of Tudlik stone cut, 5. Three little fimo birds, 6. untitled (5 to Initiate), 7. Barney P. Dustshelves, 8. guardian of the forest, 9. Poisson d'avril !, 10. Dollhouse furniture, 11. sometimes my mind wanders, 12. Summer Flowers pattern, 13. finished custom order, 14. Orange Stuffed Cat, 15. Max #2 Birthday 055, 16. 25022010717, 17. 170/365 Spit Spot!, 18. Moomin Papa, 19. 3 Love yetis, 20. The The Mighty Boosh Myspace Secret Show

I made up a new word as I was thinking about what I needed to get off of my chest this morning. Inspircrastination. That's what the internet is for me these days. I'm trying to whittle myself down to only 15 minutes of surfing a morning, but that is proving to be much harder than it looks.

I thought of a quote I wanted to help me explain this problem, something I vaguely remembered being a powerful idea. I decided it was probably Virginia Woolf's doing, and lo and behold, less than a minute later, the internet delivered me this quote.

"For masterpieces are not single and solitary births; they are the outcome of many years of thinking in common, of thinking by the body of the people, so that the experience of the mass is behind the single voice."
- Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own

And that's what the inspiration of flickr and blogs and facebook have been for me. This sort of pulsating heartbeat of 'thinking in common'. The inspiration of the creativity of the artists around the world working NOW. It's an addictive substance.

I'm not claiming that I have a masterpiece in the works, or that I've made one, or even that I will EVER make one, but it is how I feel about my work. That my work isn't really MY PROPERTY. It's more like my privilege to pull from my subconscious. From the bigger subconscious. Because just by virtue of living now, in this time, this place, with these people, I am part of the larger Paradigm of NOW. And who but you, but me, but anyone can share what we are experiencing NOW. The people before us didn't have it, and the people after us won't have it either. And there is so much available to us now to feel, to share, to be and to make. You can find like-minded artistic souls literally across the world and share your work with them, friend them, see what they are making, comment on it, support it, buy it, own it, have it! ...sheesh I'm freaking myself out...

And this addiction to everyones art, the visual representation of the pulsating heartbeat of the people is powerful with me. I want to surf flickr all day and just imbibe the energy and work of the artists around me. The ones I have singled out and followed, their blog, their work, their etsy shop, their photostream.

And it's a type of procrastination. Because the longer I lay in the wake of all the art that is coming now, that is being NOW, the less I am making myself. The less I am contributing to the world of the mass subconscious.

It's a little loop too, because if I just cut myself off from that stream, I almost immediately feel lost and confused and bereft.

I think losing television close to ten years ago influences a lot of these feelings. I don't have the connection to the basic workings of the conscious mind of the body of the people. Things like television and advertising bring you much closer to the NOW of America (since I'm in America, I say that, because I know our TV is much different than everyone elses). I definitely don't miss the shows or the advertising, but I often feel myself out of the more general loop of the everyday world around me.

I think a lot of people take that connection for granted, but having chosen to give it up, I have gained a lot of free time, but lost the baseline of most peoples conscious connection to America. If you meet strangers on the train, or in the laundromat, or even relatives you barely speak to, television often seems to come up as the basis for conversation. It's an easy subject everyone can relate to. Only I can't relate to it. Not really. I watch a few television shows at home, on the computer, but always years after they've come out, never as they're showing.

My internet surfing is my cure for the moments of oddity where I feel alone and singled out as an artist because I lack the connection to the pop culture of now. Of course, as an artist with a television, I often felt alone and singled out anyway, so maybe it's not as big of a change as I think it is.

I guess the point of my ramble is that I need to learn a balance (a huge theme in my life, the lack of balance. I generally feel grounded, but not quite balanced) between the inspiration that helps me create, and the time I need to actually make things.

Does anyone have any tips? I'm figuring it out but would love a few pointers. :D

To conclude my rambling rant...I need to go make some stuff and share it with you.

Here are some new photos of things.

I showed you the plain green mask. Here's one step further.



And here's the finished piece. With detail shots.









And here's me modelling it along with a lovely necklace and pair of earrings I got from Chveya that I've been wearing every day to work since I got them. Lovely stuff!





And here's my first stab at a grocery bag. I'm not in love with the colors but I wanted to use up some fabric that's been just sitting in a bin for at least two years.





Those crummy .99 cent grocery bags we bought at the store are slowly disintegrating, and I wanted to make something that might actually last more than six months.

Anyway, that's my contribution to the world of now. Off to work!

:D

-moo