The Muse, or Inspiration, has a thousand other names I call that feeling that grips me when I can feel a new idea tickling the back of my cerebellum. (Medically, I doubt that the Muse should be tickling at the cerebellum--it's probably somewhere in the cortex probably, but this is taking-the-metaphor-too-far.)
And here, for no particular reason, are the posters I drew for the rooms at the CVF conference this weekend!
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
I was invited to do my very first show this summer at the Columbus Avant-Garde Art & Craft Show. I’m uber excited about it, and have spent waaay too much time since then planning out my booth.
I’m wanting to evoke a natural / rustic theme, with dark weathered wooden crates and boxes mixed with natural elements like a hulkin’ big grapewood branch, animal sculptures, and stones.
I couldn’t resist making creatures a mini-theme, ‘cuz of the whole “vet student” thing.
I’ve been looking for day valises and small vintage suitcases to use to add height to the display, and I struck it big at a local consignment/antique shop. I found this adorable leather suitcase with two separate compartments AND this weathered white shutter that will be perfect for displaying earring cards.
I already know that by the time the show rolls around, I will have had the opportunity to gather approximately 6 times the amount of stuff that I need to adequately display my pieces. I am steeling myself to say “NO” to the wondrous items that I know I will find, because I also know that I won’t be able to stop myself from searching, just in case the *ultimate* piece appears.
Hee. Mebbe I could run a side business selling the extra display items that I find . . .
Saturday, March 10, 2012
I've been playing with my polymer clay and leetle letter stamps.
It started with a mammoth the Muse demanded I make and went on from there.
This one I drew on with a black Sharpie and then sealed with wax.
Means, loosely translated, "Art lasts forever, life is short."
Y'like that upside-down "e"? Yeah, I did that on purpose. Really.
For some reason, this one is screaming, "Sexual tension." Or "Britney Spears." Yikes.
I like this one. Looks vaguely like a continent.
Not too hokey?
After that, there were the letters.
And the numbers.
Alcohol inks with a sponge.
Then reeeally fine copper wire found at a thrift store.
And smash 'em a little with a hammer.
That's good, clean fun for you. Actually, my fingernails are still sorta purply-red.
See? I can make stuff. Nice things! So creative. So crafty. So clever.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
|Rough green kyanite spikes wire wrapped in Vintaj brass wire.|
|Coral, agate, opal, and rough lapis lazuli with a carved coconut flower.|
I'm in a funny place, creatively. Inspiration is starting to get a foggy idea of what It likes in general, but I'm also fighting with the notion that anything I put together that isn't "unreplicatable" isn't really "art." If somebody else could waltz around, pick up all the elements that I've gathered and cobble together roughly the same creation I have--well--that makes me sort of second-rate. Doesn't it?
|Brass seahorse dangle with rough apatite, horn, shell, and handmade lampwork glass.|