Not to Know But to Go On daily journal made from found fabrics, artist canvas, cotton floss, hand stitched, begun in 2010 and on going (detail)
I was asked yesterday if I worked at a certain time of the day or only when I felt like it. I think it's kind of mysterious around here about what I actually do. Or why.
I answered that I work every day.
Stitching is the most straight forward of the tasks I give myself. Three hours of that in the morning, two or three more hours each evening.
In the afternoons I'm in the studio. Coming up with the ideas. Looking and looking at work in progress. Photographing it as a way to distance myself a bit from the work.
Labour is a material.