How it is when one comes home, after living out of only a suitcase and a sewing basket for two weeks.
The house seems so full of stuff. I spent some of yesterday eliminating, clearing, giving myself some space to breathe. We were away for so long that I finished the seventh journal panel and have begun an eighth. Each holds about two weeks. I had planned to show the diary-like effect of the stitching, but I still have 7000 words left to write for my dissertation, due in December. The topic is the "roaring silence" (John Cage) feeling that I see in some contemporary artwork, specifically that from Japan and Finland, specifically textile art. Some of the essay will be in a pared down style, but the rest needs to be more scholarly.
More earthy, more hand crafted than that
Quieter, more spiritual than that
More personal, more nature based than that
An aesthetic of simplicity
Touch precedes language
Textiles are about touch
slow to make
made with the body