I have heard of artists who ‘are given’ art works, supposedly from a muse, or somewhere beyond themselves. Generally speaking, I am not one of those lucky artists. I usually start with a tiny germ of an idea, then work it out with much effort, and sometimes even blood, sweat, and tears. However, early in my weaving life, I did once dream a totally complete tapestry, that I knew to have been created by me, but that I’d not yet created. Back then, my design skills and materials were very simple, so it took me a great deal of time (over a year) to finally get that dream tapestry out of my brain, onto paper, and then onto the loom. But when it was woven, I recognized it as the tapestry I had dreamed.
Saturday, October 24, 2020
Thursday, October 22, 2020
Monday, October 5, 2020
|The road to our cabin, the red is scrub oak|
|These red trees are a stand of aspen that are always red!|
|Today's watercolor sketch in my sketchbook|
I have sketched the scrub oak and aspen leaves from around our cabin every fall for the last 8 years, at least. Before that, I used to bring home pockets full of them, and hang them on the refrigerator until they dried up and fell off. Sketches are better - they last longer!
Fall is my favorite time of year. The colorful leaves excite me far more than spring blooms do, and I have felt that way all my life.
In addition to the sketches, I have woven fall leaves a number of times over the years, and here are a few of the Autumn tapestries.
Saturday, September 19, 2020
Tuesday, September 15, 2020
|Who is that masked maker?|
Monday, September 14, 2020
|All Passion Spent|