I was born in Weymouth many years ago. The Jurassic coast line holds a deep resonance for me. I never fail to feel refreshed, inspired renewed from just being ‘home’.
This fueled some work based on grids and rust and water. I work with the effects of time mostly thee days in my art and so the process is slow and meditative. I hand stitch.
Hand stitching, hand spinning, hand dyeing, hand knitting, drawing, markmaking, walking. All these activities have become part of my existence from week to week, part of a ritual I suppose. Time. Time spent, taking time, making time, documenting time, marking time, journeys in time, remains of time, impact of time.
“Either way, this world
has picked me enough times for its madness vase
for me to know sanity is not
running from the window when the lightening comes.
Its turning thunder into grace,
knowing sometimes the break in your heart
is like the hole in the flute.
Sometimes it’s the place
where the music comes through.
Andrea Gibson. The Madness Vase.
I am building up confidence through small insignificant tasks which give me time for a meditative approach to the everyday. Exploring what its like to be me and do the things I enjoy again. I enjoy much more, much more!
What a seductive habit rushing has become. It is a default setting. If I feel insecure, or inadequate I find myself speeding up, rushing to fit as much in 24 hours as possible! Not only is this unproductive but it adds chaos into my head, making it feel more full than it actually is!
I am no master at this, but as a discipline I try everyday to set aside half an hour or so to just do something slowly, carefully, thoughtfully. Today I ventured to Pinterest…………. (more than half an hour………….).