I got the sewing machine out. Its been hiding for almost a year. I'm a terrible seamstress and I don't sew correctly, I've never really learned how properly, and I probably have a higher percentage of broken needles, but I am an artist, and its like another form of painting and drawing... and experimentation gets me all giddy inside. Working with various cloths and thread and weaving and probably wires later, and I have a feeling I'm going to be breaking out the beading soon.
I had a conversation with myself last night about not fighting my divergent artistic tendencies. (which makes me a somewhat unsafe illustrator, unless you like not knowing what you're gonna get ... exactly)
Being an an artist with a million interests and a teacher who loves to share many aspects of creation and history... how can I not let all of that play in my art?
I'm going to instead embrace my divergent path, and play with sticking as many techniques together as I can. sculpture with drawing with doodling, with collage and realistic renderings next to text and found poetry and bright colored drips next to philosophy and ponderings and stitches and sewn on things. The more layers I make, the happier I get. (and the more cluttered my home and studio become as I tend to gather EVERY MEDIUM KNOWN TO MAN.) O_O #makealltheart #ineedmorespace #mixedmedia #divergentthinking