my creative life with paper
orange, many happy memories of living, creating with this wonderful colour
Another day of enforced resting ! a long while back I began a journey with my ancestors, I made shoes out of white paper and tissue paper that I printed with images of my grandmothers. Its been a long time since I looked at them and have today spent sometime working with a pair I made with hydrangea petals, I wanted to bring them together in an image, and here it is.
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These shoes are my pond life shoes, fit for a prince of frogs, the detail is so intricate its amazing, click on the image for a larger view
Details, details, been a strange couple of days, the full moons energy has sure created a little turmoil in my life
I have spent hours and hours detailing furniture and lighting layouts and then coming home and spending hours and hours putting together a newsletter I send out on the full moon. Editing articles to make sure they fit, sizing images, trying out different typefaces and layouts, which colour scheme, what words to say……………. then come the day of the full moon, first the newletter file became corrupted and couldn’t compress for sending, that made me late and i had to rush for the train to London to attend a meeting and slipt over, twisting my arm and and leg and bruising everywhere!!. The meeting was successful and long and then a trying evening resulting in a situation that seemed so out of proportion to the the actual circumstances. I have always felt it was necessary to say what is on your mind, good or bad, I know sometimes this has not served me fully. But bottling things up is not a good idea either, its best to be able to bring up what’s on ones mind before it gets all out of proportion and then forces itself out like an exorcet missile !!! I didnt “react” but it left me feeling a little sad.
Today I could go over all the details again and again, but NO, details have there place. For my work as an interior designer, attention to detail is what creates that “effortless” look and find this quite “effortless” after all these years, but in day to day to living, the detail just ties us in knots, what mattters is that we live in the present, find joy in the day, in the minute. Today has been like that, seeing the big white jug of “pinks” in my kitchen and breathing in their heady perfume, hearing my cat purr, seeing my “happiness” plant with a new leaf bud, feeling the sun on my face. A peaceful day and everything is just as it should be.
These are my prototypes, my practice run, they were only supposed to be a “rehearsal ” so to show up technicalities and find what worked for me. However, each shoe “walked” a path, not the one I expected, but one I that has opened a door to my ancestors. I even made the Guardian on line, and sold some to an advertising agency…………. Why shoes I have been asked? I wanted to do a piece of work about the path I have trodden these long and eventful 60 years but my soul seemed to want to go beyond. My grandmother and my great grandmother are people who have formed who I am today, it was a surprise to find myself scanning and printing images of them for use in shoes, but I knew my grandmother well, she would have loved them,. Not sure where to go from here, but this is my shoe story to date.
Marjorie Rose was my grandmother
an amazing woman who passed on her gift of creativity to me. Shoe no.8 is dedicated to her memory. Handmade in paper and tissue printed with images of my grandmother as a young child. Have so many happy memories of her, a fantastic cook, made absoloutely everything from her clothes to summer and winter soft furnishings. Made clothes for me as a child and always an identical dress or coat for my doll. Wedding dresses, wedding cakes, christmas cakes and puddings, christmas crackers, tree decorations, surreal savoury birthday parties for me to curried eggs and pineapple upside down cake. She was a treasure, died back in 1987 and buried locally.
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