look!

I grew (most) of this. See I told you I wasn't wasting my time!

Rejection should get easier as we get older right? Or maybe you don't get used to it as a tapestry weaver as there are so few decent opportunities to exhibit.

I was very disappointed to be turned down for Art Tapestry 3 last week. I'd been working on my submission all Winter and it was a real blow. The platitudes in the rejection letter were particularly platitudinous (nothing to do with the quality of the work apparently!) and I felt all of a sudden so totally isolated in what is already a rather isolating craft.


Right now the vegetable garden seems like a worthwhile place to spend my time and energy but I guess I'll make it back into the henshed before long. As my ever practical and pragmatic friend Katy always says 'No one died...'! Hurt pride maybe but nothing worse than that.

out the kitchen window

Totally tapestry unrelated but this is what I saw from my kitchen window this evening. I haven't altered this photo at all!

the uninvited guest!

at the private view at the tour on Saturday evening!

garden/jardin

I've just written this statement for the upcoming show at the tour.

"Living in Salabert I have an acute sense of the seasons, the weather, nature and the passage of time. We are surrounded by tracks and lanes where we can walk and observe the year as it unfolds. From my kitchen window I can see our weather coming to us from the Lot. I feel connected.

My circles, rings, spots and stripes come from this sense of connection. Shapes repeated over and over, always subtley different which mark, physically and symbolically the passage of time.

The technique of tapestry suits these ideas, enduring as it has done, almost unchanged, since the time of the Egyptians. Methodical, slow, rhythmic."



Vivre à Salabert donne un sens aigu des saisons, du temps qu’il fait, de la nature, du passage du temps. Nous sommes comblés par des chemins et des petites routes tranquilles où on peut se promener et observer le déroulement de l’année. De la fenêtre de la cuisine je peux voir la pluie et le soleil venir depuis le Lot. Je me sens connectée.

Mes cercles, anneaux, pois et bandes de couleur sont issus de ces connexions. Des formes souvent répétées mais chaque fois subtilement différentes, qui marquent physiquement et symboliquement le passage du temps.

La technique de la tapisserie convient bien à ces idées et le fait depuis le temps des Egyptians, presqu’inchangée. Méthodique, lente, rythmique.

seeds

I'm collaging again - I want to make a couple of new pieces for the opening show at the tour de Montsalès at the end of this month. The above is a little sample to see how small I can go with my circles - those are under a centimetre. Expect fresh Spring greens!