I have been looking at working on different framing for a while. Although I really like the round shape of the embroidery hoops, sometimes I can’t help feeling limited by it. Some ideas work really better in a square or a rectangle shaped frame…
So I have already shared with you my first creation (the little house in the fields, see previous post) and here is my second one : “A windy day” and it is a diptych. My first artistic love is definitely photography and I really enjoy the possibility to integrate a few ideas I love to work with as a photographer in my embroideries.
The girl has been machine embroidered (free motion drawing) and the piece of fabric is a dark blue Fairford Liberty fabric.
And a close up
Hope you like it 🙂
It’s crazy the way it works.
I can’t keep feeling amazed when I try to understand how it is working and well… I have no idea!!!
Sometimes, while in the middle of working on a project, my “self conscience” suddenly wakes up and I start to look at myself creating. Ideas come and go. Just like they appeared by magic in my mind. A touch of blue here. This fabric, I need to look for this fabric. Yellow, I want yellow. And my body, my hands just silently and happily submit to these flashes/needs.
While I know I am the one instigating this whole web of thoughts and process, it is still weird to understand and realise I have no real impact on the way it works. Every time I have tried to plan on something, it ended up a disaster. Maybe it is something I should learn because I am sure I would gain a lot learning how to organise thoughts and ideas. But for now, this zombie-like state is what I love 🙂
It’s really funny how creativity is somehow “calling” for more creativity.
These past 3/4 years, I completely stopped listening to any music. Not a deliberate choice but just a fact. I never felt like turning the music on. Didn’t miss it for even a second.
And these last months, I have started creating `again. It started slowly, a few drawings here and there, trying new creative media ( paint, watercolours, lino, embroidery…). Just like a rusty old wheel, the creative part in me was slowly getting on again. The wheel turned quickly into an ogre I must say. After years of drought and silence, my creative mind was growing bigger and bigger everyday. I started to feel physically the pain, I needed to create! A little bit like an alien (yes, yes, the Ridley Scott’s alien type!) in my chest and belly screaming and pushing for more room. Every minute spent doing something not implying creation was a minute lost. It was crazy but good too, because this little light inside me had just waited patiently to be born again.
Today, I have found some kind of equilibrium and managed to find times in the day dedicated to creating only. The creative wheel is now turning on nicely. Every idea is generating another one, gently in a very relaxing way in fact. All good 🙂
And the music in all that ? (Yes, I got a bit lost and wrote a bit more than I thought I would…) Well, as for the music, I am happy to report I have been listening to LOTS of it these last weeks while doing my last artworks. In fact, I can’t even imagine starting to work on a new piece without some music playing. Funny, how everything is related, hein?
And you, do you need music while you create ? Or is complete silence a must ?
Picture : Marie Charrois, 2009, all rights reserved