Thursday, May 22, 2008
Back in the saddle
I have been focusing on other things, but I am scheduling a day each week to actually work on this. More to come!
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Fits and Starts
So, I started this necklace in the fall. It remained a short chain with 5 links, about 1.5 inches long, sitting on the side of a candle holder in my kitchen until a few days ago. Suddenly, apathy left me and it is now the beautiful, 44"-ish necklace it was intended to be. I'll post a picture of it soon.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Creative thought
I've been thinking about what has been inspiring to me over the years - this includes many things. Everything from religious art to gorgeous old houses. Even the particularly beautiful wrists of a boy I dated in college. What attracts me to these things is that they are not conventional. The old houses that I would take long, long walks just to see had a some wear to them. They were not in bad shape, but they were not meticulously kept, either. They had solid structure, and there were so many possibilities to be imagined for them - particularly when it came to imagining the lives inside of those houses, past and present.
Each of these things that I have found inspiring have evoked a feeling, something that caught my eye and my breath. Whether it was the way the sun dappled through the mature trees in front of a home, or the way candelight picked up the reds and oranges of a stianed glass window in a church at night, or the way the veins on my cute ex-boyfriend's wrists stood out when he shifted gears in the car. The feelings these things provoke inevitably lead to an elaborate mental "story," which then leads to the creation of some object meant to capture some aspect of this story.
So, ultimately, I suppose my inspiration comes not from beautiful objects themselves, but from the people I imagine are associated with them. It's an endless source of new ideas.
Each of these things that I have found inspiring have evoked a feeling, something that caught my eye and my breath. Whether it was the way the sun dappled through the mature trees in front of a home, or the way candelight picked up the reds and oranges of a stianed glass window in a church at night, or the way the veins on my cute ex-boyfriend's wrists stood out when he shifted gears in the car. The feelings these things provoke inevitably lead to an elaborate mental "story," which then leads to the creation of some object meant to capture some aspect of this story.
So, ultimately, I suppose my inspiration comes not from beautiful objects themselves, but from the people I imagine are associated with them. It's an endless source of new ideas.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
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