I have told you I am weaving water (or at least a tapestry that is supposed to look like water.) Here is about a 3"x5" bit of what I am working on. Doesn't look too complex... just a few color changes here and there. A bit of hachure; some line work. But looks can be deceiving.
I am a silly creature sometimes. Or maybe a 'complex creature' sounds better. I like me a challenge. But I also like to relax and take things easy. And there are times when I need a challenge, and times when I maybe should go the easy route. With a close deadline 'looming' and an otherwise busy life, this should be a time to avoid challenges. But it seems I can't just let myself take the easy route in my work. This water area has a L.O.T. of fiddley work in it! A L.O.T. of very tiny bits of weft change. Now, in my head, I know that I could simplify the water area and it would still 'read' to the viewer as water. It has fish in it. It will have a boat on it. Even if I weave it more simply, it will look like water.
But, (and here's where I show my stubborn wierdness) what I like about the water is the abstract complexity of it; the tiny bits of light, and the areas of shadow; the subtle color changes, next to the more drastic changes. And, for some reason, for ME to be happy with this abstract bit of woven water, I need to capture ALL those fiddley areas and changes.
Crazy, I'm sayin.'
So, every now and then, I just have to get up and go fold a load of laundry or post on this blog.... anything to keep from giving into that tiny voice that says, "just weave a big area of blended blues! It will look enough like water to everyone but you." And I refuse to give into that voice of reason, because, sadly, I don't weave to please everyone but me. I weave to please me.