Saturday, August 27, 2011
Feels like I've been away forever. My husband got very sick with ulcerative colitis, and had his colon removed. Now he's living with an ostomy bag (permanent), and has lost his job because he no longer do heavy lifting. It's been rough around here lately, and very scary. He is home from the hospital (has been for a month now) and doing much better. He lost a ton of weight, and got down to 143 pounds.
Now that things are a bit more settled, I decided to start creating my dolls again. This is Rosanna, who was very much inspired by my husbands extremely thin appearance during the thick of it all. Even though it might be a bit taboo, I decided to leave her nude. I don't believe she looks vulgar at all, and hope I don't offend anyone with her bareness.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Finally got one of those doll bodies finished. My sister named her Lana, as I rarely name the dolls I make. Just listed her on Etsy. She is the first doll that I've used mohair on. I love the way it takes it's own shape. It looks so disheveled, and yet, I really like it. With all the light colors, she reminds me of winter.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Wow, even my husband got the day off of work today, which is rare, even in these weather conditions. I haven't ventured out of the house today. I went outside a few minutes ago to see if hubby needed a hand with the shoveling, and I couldn't open the door. He had to shovel the snow before I could get out. So, of course, I had to take a few pictures.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
My friend Theresa took me an art walk in downtown Flint a few weeks ago, and I was inspired! Being too tired when I got home, I fell asleep in my clothes. Bummed me out, because I really wanted to create something. Whatever. Anyhow, a few days later, I knew what I had to make. My boss (kinda. I'm a volunteer) quoted Friedrich Nietzsche awhile back when talking about her husbands line of work. I loved the quote, and decided that it would be the inspiration for my art. So I made "The Abyss", and gave it to her. I took a few pictures first though, and had a hard time capturing the mirrors that are placed behind the eyes of the face. Without the mirrors, the piece doesn't make much sense at all. The words, cut from the Flint Journal, are all words of pain, crime, desperation, and hopelessness. The inspiration for that was when she (my boss) and I agreed that reading the newspaper is usually quite depressing, and sometimes avoided because of it.
Nothing to report at all regarding my dolls. There has been no inspiration at all there. I have 3 unfinished bodies with heads staring at me from my kitchen window every time I walk by. They aren't in any hurry to have limbs and hair yet, and I'm in no hurry to give them such parts right now. Maybe tomorrow.