The outside/inside the box exhibit, part of Fiber Philadelphia in March, gave away mending kits at the door. It seemed an interesting metaphor for all the pieces that had to do with human tragedy. So I took one home with me and used the thread and pieces within to create this linen napkin study. Its a gathering of thoughts, or a swirling of ideas. Just how I felt while visiting the galleries there.
©2012, Paula Kovarik. Mending kit.
finally started the piece that has been pestering me in my head for a number of months. It will be a challenge because I am working on a 5 foot linen table cloth that bows and bends with the wind. May need extra tethers to tame it. And in my haste I started it without my trusty bamboo iron on batting so the billows are billowy. More hand basting necessary. But I'm not too worried, the hand basting may stay in because of the concept.
Stay tuned.
©2012, Paula Kovarik
Found these two broad-headed skinks in the compost area today. Wikipedia says that the males of this species get red heads during mating season.
Enough said.
Paula Kovarik, 2012
This Spring has been so full, so resplendent with growth it brings joy to my eyes. I want to wrap myself up in it. When I visited Longwoood Gardens earlier this month I found this luscious hallway to the bathrooms in the conservatory. This is how I feel today, my skin sprouting green.
Paula Kovarik, 2012
I have wrestled with a piece for over 8 months and this past weekend I decided that enough was enough. The piece was titled an apt name: Uncomfortable in her own skin. No matter what I did to this black and white landscape of the psyche the message was not coming across. I stitched and tore out stitches. Redrew and reassembled her, stitched and tore out more stitches. Added hand stitching... Tore out hand stitching. The fabric has so many stitching holes in it I thought maybe that was the message so I started to distress it further. She just didn't want to be born. So this weekend I used my handy dandy blade and chopped her into pieces. What a relief. This frees me to pursue other visions. And maybe in the future when I can forget the torturous journey this one took me on, I will try again. I once had an art instructor who said that within each unsuccessful painting there are numerous smaller pieces waiting to be born. So here they are. I think the head was the most successful. Don't you?
Uncomfortable in her own skin, deconstructed. 2012, Paula Kovarik
Uncomfortable in her own skin, head. 2012, Paula Kovarik
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