Craziest place ever. Big plastic garbage bags instead of shopping carts. Clothes heaped all over the old wooden floor. No changing rooms. Big scale for checking out at the end.
Initially paralyzed, I'd eventually pick a starting place and begin pawing through. My left brain had no option but to yield to my right brain. I found the best clothes clothes there! $23—new wardrobe!
My studio is a little less rough around the edges, though not much. I paw through piles of past paintings, let my right brain rummage through all that raw material. I find the best stuff there!
Another series of cards:
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| The In-Between Moments of Slack Tide 4.25 x 5.5" greeting card; acrylic, ink, and pastels abstract 2018 |
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| The Sea-Rich Muddy Harbor Floor 4.25 x 5.5" greeting card; acrylic, ink, and pastels abstract 2018 |
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| Redolent with Pungent Gurry 4.25 x 5.5" greeting card; acrylic, ink, and pastels abstract 2018 |
14 comments:
Love how you related the ragman to your studio, love the titles you gave this trio.Tell Simone she’s not the only one learning new words— I had to look up gurry.
Joje, thanks for your appreciation of my connecting Ragman to my studio, your appreciation of my titles, and your appreciation of new vocab! Very satisfying to have such an engaged subscriber.
It was fun to see the connection to my Ragman days of yore and my current studio pursuits.
The titles came from the post I wrote when I made the original piece from which this series evolved. I learned the word gurry from Barb Simpson—80 y.o. when I met her—one of my first-ever artwarmers recipients and then a client many times over. I was so delighted to know there was a word for that characteristic defining low-tide smell : )
Great story! I know I would love your 23$ wardrobe! And indeed, my studio looks exactly the same ...
Glad you enjoyed the story, Simone. My trips to Ragman were always an adventure and I got so much great clothing for myself and my family for pennies. My friend Anne became buddies with one of the guys who worked there and he'd charge us 1/2 price!
A tidy studio is most likely an unused studio, don't you suspect?
Pungent Gurry! These are beautiful and so organic. Love your stories and your process. I wish I could let my studio be untidy, but it interferes with my muse. I enjoy being in other people's loose surroundings, but can't stand it in my own. What's with that? I will work on embracing the mess, one tiny pile at a time. :)
Thanks for your affirming words about stories and process.
I need pix of your tidy studio! While mine isn't ultra-UNtidy I'd never characterize it as tidy.
Wow what a place! Love the cards and the titles! Also love improving my vocabulary! Lots of rags around as well... got to get digging!
Totally crazy wonderful place. Haven't been there in years. Might have to revisit!
New vocab is always fun, yes? I don't seem to hang onto it as easily as I used to, however.
Have fun digging through your rags ; )
I will send you one! Snapped the pic just now, after squashing my desire to make it MORE tidy before I took the photo. :)
thank you, and !!!
These are very interesting Dotty. Very creative
Hey, Ann, howdy! Thanks. I wrestle with these in the making and then ended up loving them. I'm guessing you've 'been there done that' yourself : )
Love this story Dotty. Oh I have a girlfriend who would LOVE to pick thru piles! Ha ha ha. Fun :) I got lost in looking at these, then I must have been pulled away, for dinner likely, and forgot to comment. I love the undulations, the movement, the flow. I love how there seems to be a sparkle, as if I am really looking down in the water. The sunlight is catching here and there.
I just watched an episode the other day, on the cool, "electrical" little creatures that live way down in the deepest part of the ocean. Yeah... this looks like one of the neighborhoods you pass on the way down. LOL :) xoxoxoxox
Sheila, love that you took the time to comment at length—YES: this is one of the neighborhoods you pass on the way down to the deepest part of the ocean! yes, yes, yes!
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