It has been a time of fragments of art rather than
completions in art. I have been collecting and photographing and looking at the
possibilities of bits and pieces.
I am still holding onto my pieces from my treasure hunting/mini retreat last week. I have them stored away and am waiting for them to demand to be created. My next step is pulling out the collected wood which will serve as a base. I might spray them with some sort of something to keep them from degenerating any further and then start to build.
I just realized something interesting: I see a gender slant
here. Most everything I see is masculine. Chew? I see as masculine. Ammunition?
I see that as masculine. Why is this? Even the Marlboro cigarette case I see as
masculine.
What might I surmise from that?
I’m going to ask the objects to help me figure that out. Maybe add some lace or something to the wood to give it a conventional layer of “womanly”.
Maybe I’ll spray paint using a doily as a stencil: the possibilities are nearly endless.
I was also surprised at how creative I made my train ride
from Bakersfield to San Francisco. I was entranced by the view: it is so
different than the view I regularly see from the car window. I literally would
have been happy to jump off the train and explore… except I don’t think the
Amtrak folks would have been very happy nor do I think I would have had so much
time to explore San Francisco.
That will make many blog posts: how delectable it is there!
Now, dear ones - please come back and visit again so you may see how my fragments develop into assemblages or collages or bodies of work beying... just being fragments
without beginning, without end. They sort of just are.... being. Which isn't bad, either.
Now that I have written it, I will more than likely remember it forever.
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