Monday, October 30, 2006
Sunday, October 29, 2006
In fact, I need to get away from these people: they are taking over my life and my art. I am obsessed. And I am tired of working this way. I believe I need to work on design without content. Is this possible? Does content creep in even though we are not conscious of it? And is it necessarily a good thing??I had a discussion recently with other artists about the connection between design and content: is it art if it is ONLY good design? Or does it need content? And if a good piece needs content, can it be in the artist's head without necessarily being obvious to the viewer? Or, can it do without content altogether? Who determines content? Maybe the viewer can supply his/her own content - and maybe it is not even necessary. In fact, content does not equal art. How do we strike this balance? Food for thought, thanks to Gabrielle's musings. So, I am on a mission to make pieces with design/no content. Wish me luck.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Monday, October 23, 2006
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Slightly to the right is the town center.The Folk School has no radio, no tv (which was fine with me, since I never watch it anyway), no Internet access except for one room in the main building which is not convenient unless you are living in that building. We were not. Hence, silence from this end of the world. But now I'm home and will try to make up for lost time.
Helene and I stayed in one of the charming residences called The Farmhouse. Let's call it rustic. Here is the livingroom, taken at the end of the day when I was finally off my feet. The sign on the right says 'watch your head" and there is another posted further up the stairs that says "duck." It is a command, not the name of an animal. Ouch! I didn't. Our housemates included Raymond Houston, who was teaching in the quilt studio last week and had a very enthusiastic class. ( You may recognize his name from his posts to the QuiltArt list.) We hung out with Raymond and he is great fun!
The accomodations were so good that the local ladybug population decided to room with Helene and me one night. Ray had them in his room across the landing, too. Here is Fearless Helene, picking ladybugs off the curtains.
The locals laughed it off - it's ladybug season, so of course you are going to have them living in the house with you. No big deal. Yes, big deal.
Tomorrow, a bit about the class.
Saturday, October 14, 2006
On the way home I got a guided tour of Peachtree Road. I couldn't resist this shot because it reminded me of one I took in London a couple of years ago.
Tomorrow, I leave Atlanta for the wilds of North Carolina. I'm glad I have a wardrobe of sweatshirts. I am charging my camera batter as we speak...
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Friday, October 06, 2006
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
On another subject, I have had numerous e-mails asking "where are you?". The truth is, I have been home, dancing as fast as I can. Unpacking, repacking, packing suitcases, packing cartons, putting life on hold to celebrate the Jewish holidays with family; talking to kitchen designers; dealing with assisted living issues, and taking care of business, bills, and broken garbage disposals.
Every morning, the blogarithm alerts arrive in my mailbox. And every morning, I don't have time to read anybody's blog, let alone post to my own. But my fabric is packed, my boxes are shipped, and tomorrow I will clean up the place so people don't think the Collyer Brothers live here. Thursday morning, Judy Langille and I leave for Atlanta. And I promise to blog from there. it will, I hope, be infinitely more interesting than my life during the past 2 weeks.
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