I have named the Japanese wrapping paper piece "The Parcel". It is a collage of greens and blues, softened by a layer of tissue...the "arms" of which look a bit like a jacket with fringe attached...another ode to Project Runway...some B&W rows from old bills and some longer rows hand-cut from mags.
How nice....to feel that arch of my neck and back as I bend over the work table, intent on a connecting line or tiny air bubble. The big world shrinks into 4 feet squared, and my mind expands. Step in. Pay attention. Try it. Listen...
Saturday, March 7, 2015
All winter long, I have been estranged from my studio. Now the late-season low sun comes in, and I find it a peaceful seat. Cleaning, rearranging, touching, wondering....what will happen here? It feels flat too often. But today, there is a delicate feel to this moment, and I gently unfold the Japanese wrapping paper, and lay it on the floor to peruse. Leslie Blair saved it for a long time, and then one day decided that it should be mine to create with. I think in 3D more often, but have been seeing much in 2D lately. I am thinking of delicate embellishments on this paper...stitiches, thin overlays, etc. maybe some cut-outs would be good here....there is an existing fan shape already cut in the paper...but fans do little for me.
I see I'll have to be careful with this special paper, but also fearless with what I might do to it. If I approach this with trepidation, it will be too "safe" of a piece. Makes me think of Project Runway. Every time a designer worked a safe design, they were chastized for it.