I have been absent
for quite a while now. A lot needed to change and a lot has. A lot
of lessons have been learnt and not and there has been a lot of happiness and
sadness along the way. Besides being fairly busy I have felt like I
haven't been able to contribute a great deal to my art making. This is
thankfully changing now. I taught myself to crochet (albeit very
basically for now) and this has tied in with a few markers in my life that have
caused change. I am still struggling with the changes, however, have felt
that the crochet and the medium with which I am constructing these strips can
form a physical manifestation of the thing that isn’t tangible in my life but
at the moment seems to be consuming it. The act/art/tradition of crochet
and knitting is to create something that warms, comforts, protects. Three
things I am deliberately not allowing the strips to do, through the various
household strings, strimmer thread and lengths of washing line. I haven’t
decided yet how to present the strips. It has to demonstrate that physicality
cannot console the intangible.
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