Friday, March 7, 2014
this place I am staying is odd but wonderful. it is in a Cuban neighborhood. for all intense purposes a suburb near a busy road....but when you enter the property you enter another world. one of Palm trees, strange animals, lizards scurrying and a flowing river. I love it....
but as I was on the phone last night all c heard was a siren in the background and maybe the couple in the bungalow next to me is annoyed the neighbor across the river is weed whacking his yard. but when I wake up I hear the weird ducks, when I go to bed I hear the wind in the coconut trees. sure the weed wacker is loud but so is the train that goes by every hour at home.
do I have a point? I guess it is just that perspective is everything. I have been having this discussion a lot lately with someone who thinks that it may be lying to yourself. but I am not lying to myself about the siren I am just not letting it rupture my world. it is there, I hear it, I just allow it then let it go.
sort of like what is happening in my studio right now... I could be depressed that I have no f*ing clue what I am doing anymore. but I am really trying to just let it be - embrace what comes - let go of what doesn't .
FYI. I have taken 7 photos , read a lot of the ny times and not once thought about a stitch.
Posted by Joetta M. at 6:44 AM
Thursday, March 6, 2014
I know that may sound dramatic but all of you in the New England and New York area know exactly what I mean. Some winters you can handle with more stride... but when your own life is carrying a little bit of darkness you really need the sun.
I don't know if this will help my work but I do know this is already helping my soul. I have taken a few shots I'm excited about with my camera but forgot the piece I was most excited about working on here. maybe I forgot it on purpose, unconsciously. really letting me be free of any burden here even the wonderful glorious burden of making art.
Posted by Joetta M. at 6:27 AM
Monday, March 3, 2014
I tend to like the works where the stitching either feels as if it is a little disjointed or creating a visual energy the best... but she has a number of experimentation in adding stitch to images at her website.
Posted by Joetta M. at 7:48 AM
|photograph by Hiroshi Sugimoto|
It has been so strange to give myself this space in my studio. I rarely allow it and it has been and is a strange and scary thing. I really have stripped away the pressure to make anything. Much like my first year of graduate school I am just spending a lot of time sitting in my studio, looking at stuff, reading stuff, fingering through books.
I feel a little scared as I don't have that pressure in the back of my head to perform, to make, to BE productive but I also don't feel stuck. I feel a bit more like I am floating. Not treading water, not swimming, not drowning. Just floating.
It is an unfamiliar place to be with my work. My "self" as an artist as a person. But perhaps the unfamiliar is what makes it so interesting.
Posted by Joetta M. at 7:33 AM
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
I had my artsts talk for mys how last week and it was really nice. I was so happy with thte turn out in this nasty weather and the fact that no one I know was really coming. We had a great crowd and it was so nice to talk about my story that led to this work.
AS I was formulating my talk and thinkgin about what I might say. I came up with a thought and I did indeed say ot at the talk but what struck me is that in a way it is so much the root of what my work is about.
"...when you pick up the same toy for the thousandth time, washed the same dish 500 times. But what about when you wash you favorite mug, how is the experience different when you wash this mug instead of any other mug. That's where it happens the story of the everyday. That is what my work is about."
You have until Saturday to see the show.
Posted by Joetta M. at 8:28 AM
Monday, February 24, 2014
I mentioned a few posts back that I have been taking photographs. But I really need to talk about it more. This blog has been just as much about my creative process as about other art and my creative process is in a unusual place of flux.
I did my artist talk this past week and it is always interesting talking about your work at different points within it. Sometimes you speak with utter confidence totally understanding where you are and where you are going, other times you feel disconnected and bored with it, and then there is the moment where you are in flux. This time it was really beautiful to talk about my work while I am in flux a place of unknown.
Anyway I am getting sidetracked. I had the impulse about 2 weeks ago to get my camera out. I literally have not shot with my hasselblad in probably 5 years now. I was nervous; Can I still work it? Do I remember how to load the film? Can I properly use my handheld meter? I sat on my bed hands shaking, scared that I had forgotten the touch of my first medium, my true artistic love.
I did remember how to load the film. I found my meter and did know how to use it. I set up my shot, looking down through the ground glass. My heart was pounding... god how gorgeous the square format was, how compelling shallow depth of field makes our world, seeing the light, the color, the emotion of the shot.
Then click, kerchunk, the heavy large shutter opened and closed. I nearly cried. The sound of me, the sound of seeing, the sound of communicating what you see.
I realize now that by replicating my work in thread I made it more then ordinary, my "banal" subjects and moments were immediately elevated. But maybe sometimes they do not need that elevation. They just need to be seen.
I knew I wanted to be a photographer my freshman year in high school after the first darkroom class I ever took. I knew I wanted to really BE an artist when I lost my artistic voice for awhile and found it again. Working with fiber really allowed me to believe that I was an artist, to possess that word "artist" to build my confidence in my subject matter, my story, etc. It has led me back to here with the same eyes but a different mind. And I cannot wait to see what happens.
(the top image is a quick image taken with my phone, similar composition of a negative I shot. But it was shocking to see what a difference I got with the control of my lens, aperture, depth of field, square format etc... I cannot wait to see the negative and eventual print. Though it will be a longtime coming as the process is a longtime coming. It should not have been shocking but when you let your tools gather dust you can forget what they do.)
Posted by Joetta M. at 8:06 AM
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
some more sewing on skin. but this project I, without a doubt, love. Spanish artist David Cata has an ongoing series called under the skin. In this project he sews portraits of loved ones onto his hand documenting it through photography and video.
The idea behind the project is that these are the people that have "marked" him and are "interwoven" into his life. The reverence and honoring of others is quite potetic and lovely. He also included his "unsewn" hand in the work so you can see the lack of volence in his act and instead the VERY careful attention.
a variation on the project.
All of his work is lovely and all about the connections we have to others. His paintings and sculptures are no less wonderful then this project.
However his website is SOOOOO slow and might drive you mad.
Posted by Joetta M. at 9:23 AM