and in the meantime....

Still waiting for electric work to start in the shed/studio. In the meantime, I am studying. I want to learn how to make my own books and use my poetry along with my collages to create them.

Inspiration

I ordered 500 Handmade Books with a gift card I had from Amazon.com. I have been sitting on 3 ideas for altered books for a long time, waiting for them to hatch. And it may be awhile still.
The process of moving to my new studio has been delayed by electrical problems andmy art supplies are packed up and living in limbo.
Nevertheless, picking up this book and opening to any page is a wonderful gift.

I am still here, sort of

I am working on a challenge piece for the Melange on Etsy Team, which is to be finished on the 10th. I have two long term altered book projects in mind that so far remain only in my imagination. I have not the had the time to make anything new for my shop and thus have only a couple of supplies listed.
It is getting a teeny bit warmer here everyday and soon I should be able to move out to the shed/ studio.

A work in progress

Or an exercise in frustration. And I don't know what she is... There is text that says "Bound each to each" on the wood the piece is mounted on...I like it, but have no clue as to how to finish it...

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Wait.

Maybe I changed my mind.... It might be too easy to give up on creating art if I shut this down.
I have been writing these days... poetry and lots of it. It's taking up much of my time. Apparently it's what I need to be doing.
I have been thinking very hard about where I want my art to go; what pieces have brought me the most satisfaction and sense of accomplishment. Once again, I come back to the assemblages. They speak TO me and OF me.
I think it is the taking apart of things and changing them into something else that I find alluring. I think at times they are a bit too inaccessible for others but oh, well.
And books, altered books, speak to me... and call me. I have to start listening.

The beginning

I was so overwhelmed by the way the shed looks that I couldn't bear to deal with it myself, and even somewhat ashamed to show it to Danny, who will be enhancing it. It is bad.

See what I mean?