In what has been a difficult week in so many ways, I have found myself back in my world, where my heart feels safest, where I do what I do.
I work with words.
It certainly became clear this week when I looked at all the things I was involved in art-wise and the words were everywhere.
I started the week playing wth a new stamp
I finished a last minute request for two pebble alphabets and names
Before heading to Melbourne where I worked with words of peace and hope
And windows...
I returned to discover my first photopolymer plate ready for me to trim and attach to MDF to make it type high - it will be fun to use my own calligraphy and letterpress together.
Barry is busy making work for a couple of shops he supplies - the Christmas rush is beginning - so I sat and wrote a heap of swing tags for him on Saturday.
I then began part two of the Melbourne commission - working with women's words. In my typical cut and paste way.
And testing stitching, threads and fabric...
I work with words.
It certainly became clear this week when I looked at all the things I was involved in art-wise and the words were everywhere.
I started the week playing wth a new stamp
I finished a last minute request for two pebble alphabets and names
Before heading to Melbourne where I worked with words of peace and hope
And windows...
I returned to discover my first photopolymer plate ready for me to trim and attach to MDF to make it type high - it will be fun to use my own calligraphy and letterpress together.
Barry is busy making work for a couple of shops he supplies - the Christmas rush is beginning - so I sat and wrote a heap of swing tags for him on Saturday.
I then began part two of the Melbourne commission - working with women's words. In my typical cut and paste way.
And then tracing and transferring
And testing stitching, threads and fabric...
All those words in a week.
I felt speechless earlier in the week - literally lost for words - and so I sought solace in the safety of working with words - of peace, of hope, for women, and for those I love and care about.
I think we were all lost for words. Like you I think all we can do is try to re-find positive ones. Peace and hope look like a good starting point
ReplyDeleteAh yes Jac - peace and hope are good starting, continuing, and finishing points. WE do have to keep working to find the good words, the right words, the words which open u sup and don't close ups down r separate us...go well.
Deletespeechless and empty and deeply sad. what a dreadful week, with more to come i'm afraid. solace is necessary. you do this: markmaking/words/hope.
ReplyDeleteVelma I have been a poor correspondent - I can only imagine how difficult the times have been of you. We need to keep making good words, kind words, gentle words...go well
Deletethere is something very calming about stitching words into soft cloth
ReplyDeletesuch true words Mo - so meditative and calming...
DeleteI have been without a voice this week and yet words keep floating above me.
ReplyDeleteSo, as an artist, I have been trying to bring forth something that speaks.
Susan I think that is so true - we must find ways dos say the things that we need to say, and for which we may not have the words, just yet. Go well.
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