I hope you are having a good time on your cruise to Alaska. Thank you so much for the use of your home for my “crafty ladies retreat” day. The weather was incredible and so we were able to be out on your deck making a mess!
Sarah painted some gingko leaves with glue for a batik and Sandy, Deanna and I got busy making Sharpie tie-dye scarves with the silk I ordered. It was a blast and so easy!
We’ll have to schedule a day like that when you are home because I know you would love to join right in.
See you soon, Amelia
My home for the rest of this week is at the Grunewald Guild in Leavenworth, WA. I’m taking a class in encaustics, thanks to a gift certificate from my church. I’m also getting lots of time to write and take pictures.
This morning we began our day with the founder of this guild, Richard Caemmerer, sharing his vision of how to engage the creative process and maintain it as a spiritual practice as well. I have a lot of his words in my head right now and I need to write them down and see how they unfold.
There are two classes running at this time: Encaustics and Acrylics. These are the morning workshops. Then the afternoons are open for more studio practice or whatever you want to do. There are also “secret classes.” These are offerings that aren’t advertised but are put together depending on offerings by staff or volunteers with expertise. I’m going to be doing one on doodling – right up my alley. That will be tomorrow.
This morning was all about learning some basics of the encaustic materials and techniques and beginning a practice piece which will also be sort of our test block for the rest of the week. I don’t have a photo of it yet. They had us start with collage encaustics because it is the easiest. I found a lot of what I do with fabric transfered to this work today. We’ll be learning harder techniques as the week progresses and I will see how my “craftiness” applies as I become involved in those.
So thanks to all who made it possible to be here!
weekend to weekend
what an amazing amount of life happens between weekends
I am surrounded by mothers and daughters
celebrating all their wonderful body parts with pictures and paint and words
the next Saturday
I am contemplating a memorial of flowers
left at the crash site of a young woman
I watched grow up at church
Sunday to Sunday
weekend to weekend
year after year after year
for all that is fair and lovely
and all that is unfair and lost
you’ve been on my mind
a slice of a weekend project: (it might take time to load up but I hope you enjoy my slide show -powerpoint) – I am wonderfully made
My brother and his family are about to embark on a two month journey to New Zealand. A trip like this has long been a dream of theirs and with my brother being self employed now and their daughters being 8 and 10, it is a good time in their lives to just do it – and go.
Just do it… Go….
How often do those words whisper in your ear? How often do you respond with action? For me, not often enough…..
Another dream has also been birthed in my brother’s family. A few years ago, my young nieces were trying to understand why the youngest sister had a birthday that came first in the year. Their mother, my sister-in-law, began to sketch a circular calendar to explain the passing of months in a year. She began to dream of creating this calendar with illustrations and a spinning center. Communications began with a young artist from the area and her idea slowly developed into a reality.
Her Child’s Calendar of Months and Seasons arrived from the printers this week. But, her dream of creating and selling this art has collided with her family’s dream of traveling to New Zealand. Luckily this creation is a perpetural calendar and more like a memory book than a Daytimer. (One new grandmother bought one to record her grandchild’s first year -how sweet!) Carolyn will be able to sell them when she returns at the end of January.
In the meantime – I’ve got one – and I’ve got a few more to sell if you are interested! They are truly beautiful works of art thanks to the delightful illustrations by Phoebe Wahl. (16 x 20, $30 + tax)
a memory of long ago….
Our church had just expanded with the addition of a new sanctuary, one that was airy and light and full of new spaces to decorate. A friend and I became a team to design and paint large panels of gauzy fabric that would hang during the Lenten season. She and I worked on the panels in her art room at the middle school. It was a delightful time. We sketched a design, figured out how to outline it on the sheer fabric and experimented to find the right shades of paint. We talked about our children, similar in age, and our careers as teachers. We talked about our beliefs and our passions. It was a spiritual experience both of us will never forget.
The panels hung that year and we heard whispers of disappointment from others in the congregation. The following year, additions had been made to the panels totally changing their appearance. We were both hurt and withdrew from being active artists in the church setting.
Until now. It has been a long time but we are stepping forward again.
There is art that is a spiritual experience for those viewing it. And there is art that becomes a spiritual experience for those creating it. Does it have to be both just because it hangs in a church?
Saying more would be saying less.
So tell me, how is it going?
Well I have some ideas but they are the really dense kind.
What do you mean by that?
The ideas that have come to me in the past few days have a lot of emotions attached to them and while I know what sparked them is significant and I want to pay attention by writing, I haven’t been able to sift and sort through all that has been caught up with the initial thought. “Trolling” through life over the past week has snagged a bunch of good stuff, I just need to haul it on board and figure out what to throw and what to keep.
Tell me about something you’ve caught in your net.
Well I went to a meeting on Sunday with a group of artists in our church. Some of them are professional artists, some are like me – dabblers. Both kinds of artists have produced work for our church and we ended up having an interesting discussion that I would like to process by writing about it.
Why is that important to you?
Because there were interesting perspectives shared. Because I had an emotional response. Because I want to figure out more about what I think and feel about the topic.
So start there, start with an outline with each of those statements and tease them out.
Good idea, maybe I’ll find out what to keep and throw from my net.