Showing posts with label grid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grid. Show all posts

Sunday, November 10, 2024

My work takes care of me

october 11

Making something slowly with one's hands is perhaps one of the most nourishing things one can do

october 15

As I get older I worry less and less about making a product that others might like.  Instead, I want to spend the time I have left allowing my work to be as intuitive as possible.  

I want to be led by feelings, not thought.

The Sleeping Giant peninsula
in the foreground, pier 2 of the new Prince Arthur's Landing waterfront park
with Mark Nisenholt's digital images of awake giants on lantern sculptures  
read about them here. 

Ned and I went to Thunder Bay last weekend to attend the celebration of life for Sandy, one of our longtime friends.  Thunder Bay is a special place for us because we met at the University there. He was in his second year of the new Forestry degree program and I was in Teacher's College. The city is finally developing the waterfront and we stayed in the new hotel right on Lake Superior.  I was so glad to be able to glimpse the Sleeping Giant from the window of our 7th floor room.  The Sleeping Giant is famous in the area and I’ve written about it on this blog before.   2013 here and 2008 here

november 3

Visiting Thunder Bay is full of emotion for both of us and we took some time to drive in our rental car through the grandeur of this beloved northern Ontario area.  Ned loves maps and we used an old map from his huge collection.  

november 3

It's one of our favourite ways to spend time together. 

november 3

About my work again:  
One of my ideas is to go back to making old folk patchwork quilts and using the fabrics that I come across in my studio almost by chance.  
I want to use what comes immediately to hand.
I want my work to take care of me and provide me with answers. 

november 3

I stitched during the drive, and also took photos out the window. 

november 4  

Back in Toronto, I was able to spend time with the grandchildren before their bed times and then in the evening, I continued stitching red thread into this yellow cotton piece.

The serenity found in a field of hand stitch is almost a religious experience.

november 5

On Tuesday we returned home via the north bound 400 highway.  It's a six hour drive from Toronto to Manitoulin.
Americans were voting for a new president on the day we drove home.  

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I stayed up until 3 am to watch him accept the presidency.
The CBC newscasters and observers helped me to understand what seemed like an impossible event.  It was most certainly an historical one.  

I've named this quilt Prayer Cloth.

Tuesday, June 21, 2022

praise the wordless speaker I am

Colourless, nameless, free - 

That's what I am.  


When will I see myself as I am?


Put mystery in the middle.


Where is the middle
in the middle I am?



And this silver-tongued stream in me  - 

when will it grow still enough to know

the streaming stillness I am?


The ocean

I am drowned in the ocean I am - 

shoreless, boundless, wonderful.


Don't look for me in this world or that world.

Both worlds are lost in the world I am - 

My soul, you are my true eyes.

What are eyes in the invisible visible I am?

Then what do I call you?
SILENCE.

words can't name what I am.
Settle in the nowhere everywhere I am.

Gold mine I am.

Rumi

Wednesday, May 20, 2020

Q How did you develop your skills?

Actually, I am not concerned about skill.

I am an amateur, (from the Latin verb amare: to love).  I do this work because I love it so much.

If I thought about whether I was doing things correctly, I wouldn't get nearly as much done.
My motto is ‘Plunge in and go Slow”.

I believe that if you have an idea, it’s important to begin while you are inspired.

With patience and self-study, I learned how to do the French knot.
I learned how to do mitered corners.  I learned how to ensure my triangles had crisp points.

These technical things were conquered when I needed to.
In this post, photos of my newest nine-patch...in progress.

9-patch is a pattern that I find satisfying to make and be comforted by.

Thursday, December 20, 2018

new work that grows

There's something un-real about the month of December,
as if real life deadlines go on hold.

I've been stitching 9-patches, making new cloth from tiny squares.
In the busy days
in the dark time of December
I retreat into the grid.
I sit by the window with the bird feeder view and hand stitch.
mrs cardinal

mr cardinal

I pin my work up because it is impossible to see it when it is in my lap.
I plan to organize the finished quilt with a horizon.
I've been looking at the open water, it's always moving, the ice not in yet

The moving water makes me think that I always am asking why?
Why do I ask why?

Trust myself.
Learn why
"what does it mean to say "I lose myself"  asked Immanuel Kant in 1786

I  lose myself in this grid

it's dark by 4:30
It's the shortest day.
But the cloth gets larger.
In the evenings I plug away on the sunny-rainy piece.
The stitches make it denser, but it doesn't get bigger
Our girls come home on Saturday.

Tuesday, July 07, 2015

I love the whole world

I went to see the Agnes Martin exhibition at the Tate Modern.

Sometimes when visiting art galleries, I actually prefer making quick sketches of the art rather than taking photographs.  (which were not allowed)
Above, Buds 1959  oil on canvas Titze collection
left:  Beach 1958 oil on canvas private collection
right: Untitled 1958 oil paint on canvas private collection

When I sketch something, I really look at it.
I name the colours used, which makes me think why did the artist choose these?
I consider the scale, and the shape of the work.
The subtle changes that are in Agnes Martin's work are not evident if we just glance at them.
It's necessary to slow down and notice the variations of line and the multiple relationships between them.
Left: Untitled 1957 oil paint and graphite on canvas
Right: Heather 1958

Most of Agnes Martin's pieces are untitled, but sometimes not.
The list below are some of the titles that are in the Tate exhibit (not sketched by moi):

Friendship 1963  gold leaf and gesso on canvas
The Islands 1961  oil paint and graphite on canvas
The Book 1951  oil paint and paper on canvas
Dominoes 1960 oil paint and paper on canvas
Islands no. 4 1961  oil paint on canvas
The Heavenly Race 1959  oil paint on canvas
The Garden 1958  oil paint and found objects on wood
Grass 1967  acrylic and graphite on canvas
Adventure 1967  acrylic and graphite on canvas
White Stone 1965  oil and graphite on canvas
Morning 1965  acrylic and graphite on canvas
The Rose 1965  acrylic and graphite on canvas
The Tree 1964  oil paint and pencil on canvas
Happy Holiday 1999  acrylic and graphite on canvas
Left above: Untitled 1959 oil and ink on linen
Left below: Untitled 1960 oil on linen
Right:   Untitled #5 1994  acrylic and graphite

In 1967 she abandoned painting for 5 years and traveled around Canada and the U.S. in a pick up truck and a camper van.

In 1973 she made a portfolio of 30 screen prints entitled On a Clear Day.
Left: Untitled #10 1965  acrylic and graphite
Right:  I Love The Whole World  2000  acrylic and graphite on canvas

In 1974 she painted square paintings,  all sized the same.  (72 by 72 inches)
These were pastels (pale blue, pink, white) with vertical and horizontal stripes, thick, thin, narrow, wide.
In 1977 she made grey paintings, still 72 x 72
In 1979 she made a series of twelve white paintings entitled The Islands.  She stipulated that they should always be shown together.  These are in the permanent collection of the Whitney in New York, on loan to the Tate for this exhibition.  I wrote about them in 2010 when they were at the Art Gallery of Ontario.  (here)
Above left:  Sunlight 1962
Below left: Song 1962  ink and watercolour on canvas
Right:  Horizons  1960  oil on canvas

She reduced the size of her paintings to 60 x 60 when she got older.  Her palette included brighter and darker colours after 2000.
2001 - Gratitude  (lemon yellow, willow green, white and orange
2002 - Untitled  (sky blue with yellow and pale mauve)
2002 - Untitled (variety of greys)
2003 -  The Sea  (black with white lines)
2003 - Homage to Life  (silver grey with black shape in the middle)
2003 - Untitled (large black triangles with lime green peaks, pale grey ground)
2004 - Untitled  (lemon yellow, willow green)
2004 - Untitled (very painterly grey wash with white horizontal stripes)

She continued to paint through 2004, the year she died at age 92.
A large room was full of her drawings.
Above left:  Summer 1964 watercolour, ink, gouache (top) and untitled 1978 watercolour,ink,
Above right:  Her last drawing 2004 ink on paper, in private collection

Agnes Martin was a painter with a long life who painted every single day.  She destroyed those that didn't work with a knife.  Then she would repaint them.
"We have a tremendous range of abstract feelings but we don't pay any attention to them."  Agnes Martin

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Friday, November 07, 2014

canada council art bank collection

On The Lake  Photographs, cotton, thread, satin, stitched, 40" x 20" 1989
I read about this panel discussion and exhibition in the newest Slate Magazine and it made me wonder about the status of my piece (shown above).  On The Lake was acquired by the Canada Council art bank when we still lived in Kenora, North western Ontario in 1990.

Being part of this important collection of Canadian contemporary art is something I have always been proud of, and it was quite interesting to visit the art bank's new website.   I found out that there are 3.000 artists represented in the Canada Council Art Bank and 17,000 pieces! New to the site is an excellent way to search the collection (here).  What it says about my piece - here.

Because this search says that On The Lake is 'unavailable' I emailed the art bank and found out that my art work has been rented out for several years to a client in Ottawa.  It's nice to know that.  The exhibition Art Bank Expose: A Selection of Artworks from the Canada Council Art Bank continues in Toronto until January 16 at First Canadian Place Gallery.

Monday, December 09, 2013

yin yin

new work, photographed in the snow this morning. 
A two sided piece. 
Both sides yin.  No yang.

inner.inner