The Altered Page
Above is the courtyard of the beautiful adobe studio at the Mabel Dodge Luhan House.. My room was off to the left and I could go back and forth easily, working late most nights in my pjs.
The workshop focused on mixed media pieces, all of which were included in our bare and empty boxes.
We used lots of found objects such as sticks, feathers, bone-as well as paint, fabric and wire. I tried to be open to what might come from my hands and let my work evolve over the 6 days. The photo above is probably day 1.
Playing with objects and letting something happen (nothing did on this meditative assemblage).
The week was an incredible stretch for me as I am most happy with a ruler, some fabric, and a pattern. I love straight lines. Intersecting lines are magic to me. The geometry of clothing construction intrigues me and I found myself missing that while I painted, and sanded, glued and gessoed.
I am the keeper of the family memories, and I chose to use some of the family photos. This is part of my family from Bisbee, AZ. and was taken in 1917. What to do with ephemera which brings both sadness and connection?
My art progressed as the week went on, and I came back over and over to certain pieces to add detail. I used more and more photos, and moved away from straight lines. As I worked, I learned that the small compartments could contain some feelings or thoughts in safety.
I would sometimes retreat to my room to meditate on these lovely straight lines on the ceiling.
These became a small collection of memory cards with messages from many of the other artists. They stay in one of the little compartments.
I'll share more in a few days. Ideas, shapes, and colors are percolating inside and I am working them into some clothing right now. I want to come back to my Taos case of curiosity and play a bit more with some of the elements. Afterwards, I'll be able to show you some more of what I made.
As in all creative adventures, it takes effort to construct a narrative.