You ever just know there is someplace you really belong ???
When I read the prospectus for the
Opening November 19th - January 23, 2011 at the Pittsburgh Center for the Arts
I felt in my bones this is a show where my art work truly belonged.
"Many artists today specialize in using recycled materials exclusively to create amazing work. The term ‘cycle’ can also apply to the creative process as well. Not only can materials of all kinds be recycled, but also the processes utilized to transform them. In recycling, we not only refer to a discarded item reused--the cycle of materials--but to the cycle of the process, the cycle of creating and the cycle of ideas that goes into the creative fiber process. There are many techniques that can be re-cycled and applied to new materials in a traditional way. The outcome is often fresh and inspired.
You are welcome to use the traditional approach to the theme and find some new way to use something old or what might but considered as garbage. Perhaps you would rather look for a more unusual focus and consider the 'cycle' portion of the theme. The word has many connotations. You might want to consider the process or techniques as a cycle or try recycling them!"
|Better with Experience detail|
Graduate school was nothing like I had romanticised the experience to be. I imagined graduate students and I engaging in long philosophical talks about life and art. Instead, everyone was so stressed to fulfill reading and art assignments they had little time or interest to talk with me about art.
" Carol, we don't know what we are doing ourselves, we have no time to talk with you." was the answer I received all too often.
Fortunately, Barry, Kara and Jim were used to the lengthy conversation that made my eyes dance as I spoke about art. Over the cell phone, from New York State, they obligingly placated poor, tortured, graduate student, mother with their insight and reactions to my artistic explorations.
Eventually, from long distant conversation with Kara, I came to see the myself as a pine cone.
A cone (in formal botanical usage: strobilus, plural strobili) is an organ on plants in the division Pinophyta (conifers) that contains the reproductive structures. The familiar woody cone is the female cone, which produces seeds. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Conifer_cone
Included among my favorite things I packed for graduate school was the Wollemi Pine tree my brother Fred sent as a present for my 50th birthday.
I laughed at the joke when I opened the gift. " A fossil tree for an old fossil, me ;~) " http://www.wollemipine.com/watch/issue_12.php
From exploring pine cones I went on to research "Fibonacci Numbers in Nature".
That is pretty much the way it went for me in graduate school; researching one interesting fact leads to another until I was exponentially growing all over place ;~)
|Took My Breath Away 2010|
bell jar, mask made from used coffee filters, bees wax, down feathers from my pillow, steel wire braided, paper pulp, rust, my hair and a skeleton key
This piece I created after much reflection on some relationships in my life.
Relationships can either Take My Breath Away in a good way
or they can Take My Breath Away - to cause death as in Cease to Breath.
It is not possible for a healthy person to voluntarily stop breathing indefinitely. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Breathing
|Took My Breath Away detail|
All is not lost for the woman in this bell jar, the power of the key to escape is within her reach.
I believe she shall rise again ;~)
Please come to speak with me at Friday evening
November 19th, 2010
Opening Reception: GALLERIES & HOLIDAY SHOP
2010 Artist of the Year, Brian Dean Richmond
Things That Float, Gregory Witt, 2010 Emerging Artist of the Year
Recycle.fiber, presented by The Fiberarts Guild of Pittsburgh, Inc
Where Marshall Building,
6300 Fifth Avenue,
Pittsburgh, PA 15232