This semester I am taking a collage and mixed media class. Crazily it is scheduled at the exact same time as my figure drawing and painting class. Unfortunately, I do not attend Hogwarts and there are no time turner devices to be had. Instead, all of my collage and mixed media work must be done outside of class.
However, this week Michigan has been a freezing pit of ice and snow so our model couldn’t make it to drawing class yesterday as she was snowed in. This gave me the opportunity to get some good ole’ collage work started at school (seen in the top photo above). These raw canvas pieces will become part of a larger collage. I’m not really sure what the finished piece will look like yet, but that’s usually how my collage work goes.
Due to subzero temperatures classes were cancelled today. I was able to work on another collage (second photo) and it is finished! This one is a 5x7 in. piece of bristol paper that I ran through my sewing machine using various colors of thread. The top section is just some torn black kraft paper that I stitched on. I think it looks like a sooty cloud with rain or maybe a cross-section of soil and some roots. Either way, I like it.
Life has been simultaneously slowing down and speeding up at Hillview Farm. My winter semester has begun and on the days I don’t have class, I’m at work. Three weeks into this new schedule and my brains already feel like mush.
In an effort to combat the insanity that is life outside of the home, I’ve been simplifying, minimizing, and just generally clearing out the house. I’m pretty inspired by all of the work going on over at The Minimalists, and while I’m not certain I’d consider myself a minimalist, those lifestyle tendencies are certainly resonating with me right now.
As an artist and a maker, I find myself struggling with this desire to be able to make all of the things and when my creations aren’t up to par with my imaginings, I’m disappointed. I’m certain part of this disappointment is rooted in a desire to diversify the products Fawn Relic has to offer, but more and more I’m realizing that I don’t have to do and offer it all. I’m slowly learning to let myself off the hook in this department and it’s a relief.
The past several weeks in Michigan (and many other areas of the northern hemisphere) have been greeted by the “Arctic Blast” (which reminds me of the name of an Icee drink) and most of humanity in the affected region has hunkered down. It’s a time for warm blankets, steaming cups of that most delicious of beverages (tea, of course), and definitely some knitting. While the snowy conditions have made travel difficult and the gusty wind is doing nothing good for the complexion, I have to admit that I rather enjoy this winter storm. It’s forcing me to stop and just be. And that’s something I can get behind.