Lots of bits and pieces in production. If you're in the Iowa City area, here's some info.
-Saturday, Dec. 4th from 10am-5pm, A Jewel of a Show at Modela, 323 E. Market St.
My work along with Penny Adrishok, Kathy Edwards, Satomi Kawai, Susan Shinnick, and Laurie Moore (no relation, but a lovely and talented lady!)
-Saturday, Dec. 11th from 11am-7pm, What a Load of Craft 7 at Johnson County Fairgrounds, Building C4261 Oak Crest Hill Road SE in Iowa City , a list of artists and performers too long to include so check out the facebook site!
Oh yeah, and don't I have a show coming up?
Our completed spoon family! More rushing than I normally like, but I think they make a good group. The "fork" is glossed over with resin making it a spoon by the way.
I had to do some special maneuvers to shoot them because some were still tacky--shh!
Plan B for "South Seas" with a little hitch. I had previously shot this piece with the labels not actually affixed. I managed to epoxy them upside down and had to re-shoot. That's what happens when your brain stops working. The piece is fine, just a very silly mistake on my part.
Below is the story that accompanies the piece.
Essay for "South Seas" at Friends of Carlotta
A collection was recently uncovered relating to the discovery of an island somewhere in the South Seas. Though the names of the crew and many of the papers that accompanied the collection were damaged, scholars have pieced together what survived. Below is an excerpt from the journal found with the collection.
“This first specimen taken from the newly discovered island was at first thought to be a fruit of some kind as it appeared both plump and inviting. They could be gathered at low tide attached to the branches of a sea vegetable that ringed the island. The method of attachment was difficult to discern, and I was not able to verify whether the pods were truly fruiting bodies growing from them or some sort of zoological structure anchored on them.
Unfortunately several crew members attempted to eat these supposed fruits saying that the golden color and shining surface was too tantalizing after so many months of ship’s rations. They might even help forestall the onset of scurvy. The following day these same men suffered fevers, violent fits, and finally hallucinations that they were “burning alive.” To put out the phantom flames they ran into the sea and did not return.
Their bodies later washed ashore, covered in what appeared to be bore holes as if something had made its way out of their flesh. None of the remaining crew would touch their remains so that we could conduct a proper burial.
We left the island.”