Planning and process. The challenge of physically making what I envision in my head. I don't plan details. I just go by what feels right. Here is the start of a new piece.
This piece has been sitting on a table in my living room for a good month. I look at it all the time until I figure out the next step.
My son was throwing a ball in the house and it landed on some dried hydrangea resulting in the solution to my next step. (I'll keep his 'help' a secret so not to encourage any more house rule breaking.)
Ferns - curled up tight.
Unravel, unwind and uncurl from their roots.
They begin to loosen and stretch after a long winter sleep until they fill their space in the shade of a tree with green feathery stems.
Comments
Post a Comment