Category: visual arts
Making Masks, Round 2
I found a new mask pattern that looked faster and easier to make than the last one: the DIY Overhead Facemask by Mimi, on Bluprint. But for me nothing is … Continue reading Making Masks, Round 2
Full of sound and fury
Marking the days, trying to strike a balance between engaging in the worldwide distress and owning our own moment in our own space.
Paranoia
Trying to capture the moment. Maybe cobble together a series of disjointed moments. So I can look back in a year or two and say, “Wasn’t that a time.” I’m … Continue reading Paranoia
Pandemic diary: 10,000 dead
I’m pushing myself to draw as another method of capturing my place in this historic moment. Inspiration came from the iconic Weatherbird, which has appeared on the pages of my … Continue reading Pandemic diary: 10,000 dead
Making Masks
With some misgivings, I finally made a mask this morning. Will we become a nation of mask-wearers in a better-than-nothing attempt to ward off infection? Or will homemade cotton masks … Continue reading Making Masks
Snow-dye dish towel refresh
There is snow on the ground The dish-towels I dyed several years ago are looking faded and sad. I saw this video, taking ice-dyeing a step up from “random.” Constraint: … Continue reading Snow-dye dish towel refresh
DIY Silk Necktie Scarf
It’s hard to toss away old neckties, especially if they belonged to a loved one or are made from 100% silk or are beautiful/amusing. My loved one is alive and … Continue reading DIY Silk Necktie Scarf
a.k.a. Procrastination
I was planning to hurl myself into a new project. But instead I photographed a doodle from my notebook and played with it for an hour on Photoshop. Wine poured. … Continue reading a.k.a. Procrastination
Making Faces and Altered Consciousness
First, I like the idea of being a mystic, an initiate into a cult of beauty and awe. You know, a little mysterium tremendum et fascinans to take the edge … Continue reading Making Faces and Altered Consciousness
Photos, Dolls, Thoughts Unspoken
I picked up a used book on dolls [1]. The black and white photos by fashion photographer Hermann Landshoff surprised me. They weren’t staged fantasies, yet they had a pictorialist, … Continue reading Photos, Dolls, Thoughts Unspoken
