To come back into creative work, I started an online course with Katie Sollohub: “Memory of the self “. By working through the different tasks, I came over with blind drawing. In mind we should go through our house and draw things, places, or objects we remember. The outcome was fascinating. I always stopped and draw objects which relate to personal important persons or events. And the drawings showed my inner picture – my emotions, visible more for myself. A special bowl – a present of my most loved cousin, the secretary of my grandmother, where the key had to be torn to open the shelf and the play with the Steiff animals could start, an English ceramic vase bought in Chichester during my first workshop with Julia Caprara etc.
The visit of the exhibition at ZKM Karlsruhe: “Critical Zones” brought up again my interest of Sarah Sze´s work. “Flash Point” filled up a huge space and the visitor could become part of the installation itself. So I did a bit of research and came over to the TED talk of Sarah Sze https://www.ted.com/talks/sarah_sze_how_we_experience_time_and_memory_through_art .She talks about the development of her work and how she tries to present her inner picture. This was the binding point to my memory blind drawings.
You can´t take a photo of your inner picture, you must find a way to present it. My inner wish was to translate the drawings into 3D which brought up the material wire. After several experiments the best one is aluminium wire, which you can easily bend.
The cold haptic of the wire doesn´t relate to the inner memories stored in the wire drawn objects. So, I decided to wrap them with different kind of warm wool.
I tried three different outcomes. Each one relates to diverse emotional situations which have an impact to the stored memories of the object.
As we all know the memories change over time and so the different versions talk about this aspect.
As well there is a transformation from cold to warm, sometimes diffuse emotional situations to positive warm ones.
By an unexpected gifted book about the artist Bettina Lüdicke https://bettinaluedicke.de I will rethink my position. Exiting what this inspiration will bring up.
Walking to the beach 2 miles from my home is worth every step whatever the weather, standing to watch the sun rise is such a precious and peaceful time. Combing the shore, what will I find; a stone with a hole right through, what made the hole? An empty shell, a piece of driftwood, one day part of a shirt. Was it taken off a boat by a gust or wind or simply left behind on the shore one sunny day?
Gazing at the sea is never dull, it changes constantly, one moment the horizon is a dark line and the next, clouds have blown in and the sea and clouds are the same colour obliterating the horizon for a while.
Walking along the beach is fascinating and feeds my creative life. There are shapes and pattern everywhere. Will I use all the photos I take? Probably not! I keep them as an aide memoir because there may be a shape I can use in my work or a colour that would enhance a piece of cloth with paint, dye or thread. The lesson for today is always have a camera to record that precious view.
What to do and where to begin? This is a question I often find myself asking when a previous piece is completed. I am trying to stick to my rule of not buying new materials unnecessarily when I have lots of supplies lying around just asking to be worked on.
Looking for inspiration in a recent sketchbook I came across a page that caught my imagination.
The blue reminiscent of indigo I spend much time working with. The linear pattern formed by the squares are another interpretation of the path, the creative journey I am on.
Moving forward I looked through offcuts of indigo and natural colour cloth that I could use in some way. Hidden amongst them was an offcut of orange silk. I had the colour scheme ready to hand and just had to decide what to do with it.
I cut the fabrics into small squares and began making 9 square patches.
Anything, no matter how small, to get started. It might not lead anywhere but…. it might.
The supply of squares was finally exhausted and I had produced a pile of 48 squares.
A pieced quilt? No, not my style
Stitch them to a length of cloth? No, didn’t like the look of that
Stitch them together into a long strip? As I stitched a path began to emerge
I have found my way again. Almost by accident I am producing another interpretation of the creative path I am journeying along.
It has turned out to be 9 metres long and 14 centimetres wide
I photographed it in the landscapes I love and produced a book. Words by my sister Fran, accompany the images.
The book accompanied the work which was in our ‘Beyond Blue’ exhibition in Hastings during October