Exploring a silhouette kind of approach to machine

When shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning,
or in rain...? No, not really.
Might be three identities of the same figure.
Not finished yet...



Went for a gallery and bookstore stroll yesterday
afternoon - here´s something I saw...

Works by Uli Fischer, at art of textiles gallery,
which he calls "textile objects" - made with frayed
and stained vintage fabrics on canvas - like silks from
Japan and China (part of a Kimono on the right)...

... or the backside of old embroidered sari silk...



October blues

...but November´s at the door here in Berlin already,
knocking with a heavy fist...

The Berry Blues Pack has been marked as sold out
for a while, but I did have some dyed fabrics left,
so I packaged a few more - and I have that piece of
vine leaves silk from Monday in the shop, too...

"O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
To-morrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
To-morrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow,
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know;
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away;
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes' sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes' sake along the wall."

(Robert Frost: October)

Wouldn´t have minded beginning the hours of
this hushed October day (as any day´s) slow, slow,
slow - but the leaf blowers were in full ugly action...
There´s some refuge at least for the chestnut leaves
on the balcony, before tomorrow´s wind shall waste
them all...


Wednesday scraps



Jens Joneleit, Hübner & Hübner


Versatile vine leaves

Steam bundled...


And off again downstairs to the yard, collecting more
leaves. Stay tuned...

"Just go out there and do what you have to do."
(Martina Navratilova, born October 18, 1956)


Fall-ing into line...

I´ve been showing these already, as two separate
mixed-media collages - but then I reconsidered...

... and connected them into one piece.

It´s made with pages from an old Robert Frost
paperback, and a blotch drawing.
I can see her saying these lines (to herself):
Then I arose and silently wandered home,
And I for one
Said that the fall might come and whirl of leaves,
For summer was done...

And here is another one I made, folding into a
kind of booklet - with a blotch female figure, too...

... which, from the back, looks rather like a male

I´m in the habit of picking up hand written slips
of paper I spot in the street, and have accumulated
quite a collection by now, so I decided to start
using some of it...


Something given, something mended

What it takes to make a Wednesday in October cloth:

An autumn landscape...

A piece of old, vine leaves dyed tablecloth...

A scrap of berry dyed fabric with old mending...

The autumn landscape, in its former life, has
been the back side of a bit of Halloween fabric...

Gotten here via a fabric swap I did with Marie of
Ancientcloth, who sent me a very generous load of
lovely scraps...


Dominant strategy...?

Went to the Art Forum Berlin yesterday (big
international art fair)...

Looking out for textile, I found...

... not much. And almost all were made by - men
(among the works shown above only the second one
is by a female artist) - isn´t that strange...



No, this is not about leaves, for a change...

It´s about a mixed-media piece I made yesterday
(it´s in the shop)...

... and about how pleasantly paper ages - the row
of small mixed-medias is hanging there on the
kitchen wall for almost a year, and I still enjoy
looking at them, watching how they slowly yellow
further, and wither...


The berry story

As I mentioned before, some weeks ago a friendly
Berlin reader offered to send me chokeberries
(Apfelbeeren) from her garden...

Mauve, again...?! No, it only looks like that untill
washed - which suited me fine ("blue is the only colour
I feel comfortable with", Franz Marc said)...

I dipped some stuffed hearts in the liquid, though,
to keep that shade...

Here are two portions of chokeberry grey (dyed
in exhausted brew), spot dipped in a fresher one -
unwashed on the left, washed on the right...

And here´s a nice land(moon?)scape (finished state)...

Could have gotten darker blues out of them
(still have some more of the berries left in the
fridge), but I liked the gentle, faded shades better -
they go very nicely with the soft, timeworn cottons
I used...

A Berry Blues Pack, a Berry Clouds Pack and a
October Silk Pack will be in the shop later this
afternoon, together with some Mixed-media...


Making sense

Remember the WAY longcloth? It has been sleeping
in a basket in a dark (and dusty) corner since
early spring - but last week all of a sudden I
noticed it yawning and stretching...
Makes sense to work on it again.

"Hope is not the conviction that something will
turn out well but the certainty that something
makes sense, regardless of how it turns out."

(Vaclav Havel, born October 5, 1936)