Yesterday, it took me 12 hours total to drive home from Quebec which meant that I was able to drive in both red sunrise and red sunset. The first red was along the Gatineau highlands (above photo). Later, I was on highway 6 with the familiar Strawberry Channel and a magical February sky.
|time present on top, awakened heart beneath|
the boxes for Kenora - to do today.
This exhausts me so very much.
|the forever with hanging device and hooks being placed|
1 medicine earth in bag with tissue paper, my heart in a bag with bubble wrap, her arms wrapped round in a bag, all with labels
2 eternity bagged in a box, time past in a box, flowers bloomed with device in a box, the list made but not printed
3 underfoot the earth divine, rod is labeled, needs to be cut and drilled, time present (with device), my awakened heart is labeled the rod needs to be drilled
4 the forever, time future not in box yet
In The Middle of the World exhibition to be presented at the Douglas Family Art Centre in Kenora, Ontario March 30 - June 15 2023
|time future with hanging device|
Doing the boxes, the folding and arranging of my beautiful, heavy work, affects my body so much.
I am also affected emotionally. I am over come.
Resolved today to gather my thoughts about the nitty gritty installation requirements into a document. Shall I pack shelf brackets so that some of my pieces can be mounted out from the walls?
Does the curator at the Muse have a firm idea already for how she will mount this challenging installation?
|time past : island heart|
'I would stand for hours at my window, watching the sky and birds, no need to make immediate decisions" Magdalena Abakanowicz
|detail of island heart|
Procrastinated and cried over the in the middle of the world work again. It's so emotional for me to see all my work in vulnerable pile-ups around me. All through the bedroom and living room and kitchen.
For some of the pieces, I need to consider proper hanging devices, perhaps purchasing some kind of hook if we send shelf brackets.
Also, I need to make sure that each piece has an identifying paper label and fit the pieces into boxes.
|underfoot the earth divine|
OMG, the work is so full of touch that my heart breaks open every time I unfurl another one.
|earth divine fitted in box|
All week I made good progress and am working all day. My routine begins at 6 am with my half hour of old journals and then another hour or more working on the website.
Yesterday, the curator in Kenora phoned me and gave me her opinion of shelf brackets that hold two-sided pieces five inches out from the wall. "Ugly and Pointless". She is going to hang everything from the ceiling. She has a hydraulic lift and doesn't fool around with step ladders.
That phone call made me so happy.
|eternity fitted in box|
Yesterday I cried a little when Ned told me his Saturday schedule. It didn't include my boxes.
I need him to help me with the hanging devices. Cut the rods down, see if the Forever hooks work. We do have time to do all these things, I know, I know, we have all the time we need.
|time future and flowers bloomed piled in kitchen|
I organized the courier pick up just now. It will happen tomorrow with the delivery to Kenora by Friday Feb 24 before 9 pm. We are worried about the icy driveway.
Getting this Kenora artwork into boxes has been really hard, but I'm almost done.
Social media is worried about Penny and I've written personal notes to several people who've asked about her. I tell everyone that "she's OK".
We put all five boxes into the van and hope that will be easier for the Purolator guy to get. It snowed last night so it's not a glare-ice driveway or at least it doesn't look like one.
Now that the boxes are all in the van, I've spent an hour sewing a pink sleeve on a piece for the OTHER SHOW .
It's too much for me. I can't do it. It's all too much.
but it's not, is it. When we consider the larger global picture, my problems and concerns described here are trivial.
I am lucky to be able to create artwork from blankets and show it in art galleries. I choose to do this strange thing. I want to do it. I love this work. Sharing my artwork is part of being an artist. Getting it out the door for exhibition is difficult for me, but still, I am glad to be able to do it.
Also, I am blessed to have a large family, all healthy. Thank you thank you thank you, universe.
I am grateful for these things and I will say so here, in this public forum. Please, if you are able, choose an organization to donate to that helps our broken world. Thank you xo
p.s. Purolator guy came around 4 pm. He walked from road to front door and said he couldn't come into our driveway, he would get stuck. I said "that's OK! All the boxes are in the van." And I drove it up to the road and he unloaded them into his vehicle and drove away." xo