Start typing and see where it goes. It has been years since I have posted on my blog.
We are at home until we figure a way out from the Coronavirus pandemic.
I have just read an email from someone called Louise Fletcher about ideas and artists in residence. Somehow this is echoing in me today after a few days of exploration and a chat with my mentor Lucy (forest school course).
Back a few days ago, I stumbled on Louise’s website and course on getting unstuck and downloaded a PDF of a few questions. This was the spark. Since then, I have questioned why I like something, why makes my eyes stay and what makes my mind take on a journey. I then unearthed some materials from my garage and played around, with a certain degree of frustration as usual because the perfectionist in me was after a specific outcome. However, this time, my mind did not let go and pushed the question further. Why? Why? Why? My mind is pretty stubborn, let me tell you, and not always in a way I like but I jotted a few keywords on a page. Flow, loose, soft, organic, wabi-sabi, and more of course. I thought about the free motion embroidery projects I did, the paper lampshades I made, the macro-photographs I took that became abstract. That meander in my mind was something different though that, instead of looking at past work as a way to be harsh to myself, gave me links and connections between what was there in each one or at the very least lead me to the next piece of artwork whatever the media. I looked back in my experiment and it hit me! That texture created by heat was the connection and my next step.
At this time of isolation, I have more time. Well, in a way I do between doing the cores and making sure my little one is coping with the lockdown but also the things I started before, forest school course work, art course and making masks for the community. Guilt kicked in but I did not give in. I explored and found my next link. I explored first on Pinterest with how to paint a water’s edge. I am not much of a painter in case you wondered. If anything, It is my weak point since childhood. I just did not know other words for what I was looking for. One thing leading to another, I saw a demonstration of encaustic art and shellac effects. Now that might not tell you anything but it felt like it made sense.
For the last few days, I gave myself permission to follow my gut instinct and somehow, I have given myself a new challenge. I am afraid of heat and never handled a blow torch. Even learning to start a fire in the forest was a challenge but I got over myself then so why not now eh?
Of course, as everything is on a standstill mode since the lockdown, I can’t just jump into the car and visit a few of my local shops (which I dearly hope will survive) so I have to build this new chapter differently.
Having none of the materials gives me time to decide what I really need. The fact it is an expensive craft means I have to choose carefully and only when I am ready.
Of course, everyone wondered what we would do if we had time. Time for stillness, time for fun, time to wonder.
We have time. Not in a way we ever thought possible but how can we make that time meaningful so that some good comes out of it?
Having time to slow down is an opportunity and to find glimmers of hope and inspiration.