Today as I thought about the materials I will pack for my trip north to the mountains, I know my studio wherever it is, is a temple. It has a beauty external and internal. It has a stillness that is sublime. It is a place where there is no time.
thinking out loud
Sat around with a cuppa joe working on ideas for organizing in the studio. My barn door needs some hardware and I've been working on some ideas to piece together plates and handles for a new better handle. These are some sketches for how to use flanges and plates. I'm measuring the door and doing more drawings. This is the start. I've also been doing some overhead storage. I'm expecting to be able to create a storage space for some framed work too. Right now just measuring and planing.
Nothing is more fun than sharing art adventures with my art gals. This is at Pennsylvania Academy of Fine Arts for the Female Gaze exhibition. I think the title is absolutely stupid and I'm not interested in all of the art. But historically I felt an obligation.
When visiting ICA Philadelphia this past week I spied a piece by Virgil Marti by the reception desk. Nice.
It's very interesting what has happened now that my #drawingaday project is complete. I'm verbal again.
Strange yes. I couldn't find a way to really talk about the drawings or what else I was doing in the studio while the project was happening. Now, I'm back.