As part of the work I have written my MAC grant proposal on, I will be posting (here) reflections on the urgency of climate awareness. I am no preacher, but I do believe beauty carries with it a message that deserves listening to. For me part of my work, in addition to making objects to be worn for consumption and adornment, is the fact that my basis for making anything is to communicate and I communicate through beauty. I observe then I make. I take photographs then I make. I walk then I make. I draw then I make. It is this rhythm that I am becoming more acutely aware of now, after years of not being afforded the luxury of time. There was a necessary interruption as I became caretaker, for my elderly parent and children, which need tending to daily. An art unto itself, but I must confess I desperately missed my studio time, my walks, my life of inner thought and making. Now that I am back I will share here, as well as on instagram, my observations, thoughts photos and drawings. For me it is not a way to sell things as much as a desperate call to others to view my work as a vector, to create actions of observation, awareness reverence even, perhaps be cautious about consumption and waste and to pay attention to rhythms and witness nature’s extreme intelligence that deserves more than for us to simply tread upon it. As I look at moss, into tide pools, at mushrooms, roots and rocks, look with me and yes perhaps help support me in doing so. My intention is to create enough work (prints, drawings, objects, jewelry) over this winter to have an exhibition that better express my desire for a course correction in how humans interact with earth. Here you can chose to revisit or not as I work towards this goal.
One touch of nature makes the whole world kin. William Shakespeare
Walking is an act that is critical to my practice. Gazing towards one’s feet is meditative, just as one’s breath. While navigating the ground below, patterns of growth and life are ever-present underfoot. I find this comforting and forever rich with material to draw from. I am happy to become lost, in the sense that my explorations take me to places where I am uncertain of what is next or what the outcome is, but it is through this act of getting lost that we come to know ourselves the best. It is also a place where we can connect with others.
I have needed to write an artist statement for a few things recently. Eventually I may settle on one, but currently I change them often. Each day I walk into the studio I am pondering new thoughts and along with them many ideas are happening with never enough time to make them all. But I thought I would share with you my recent reflections on walking and hiking. I guess I think of hikes when I really have to pack a bag that has not only a snack, my phone and water, but various layers for weather changes, hiking polls, proper footwear,a few emergency provisions such as a knife, some twine, my bevy etc…. but whether it is a prepared for hike to the White Mountains with friends or more simply a walk on familiar turf, such as Capisic Pond Park or Evergreen Cemetery, I eagerly take to the trail or road ahead. Sometimes it feels like an escape from the mundane daily tasks that must be done, but can be tiresome without respite, but more recently, I am finding as ‘food’, as a part of my practice. It feeds my work in both direct and indirect ways.
Without writing at length it is hard to summarize how I hope this develops in the next year. I plan on updating this news/blog more often for my patrons and customers but also for myself. Soon I will write about seaweed and moss | land and sea and work I have planned for 2019, in part due to a small grant from the Maine Arts Commission. For now, I will just leave you with this simple ring that somehow emerged as I worked in wax one day, only later I realized it was the roots, the ridgeline and the geological markings on stone all at once. Our brains are fascinating filters and when walking it all happens quite effortlessly.