My readers must be tired of me remarking that it’s been a long time since I appeared here. Me too. It’s been such a strange time on so many levels. COVID has changed life everywhere for everyone, including on this outlying rural island, where the virus has generally spread moderately but has resulted (thankfully) in only a handful of deaths. It’s hard to conjure up enthusiasm and what my father called ambition — the internal thrust to do work and be productive. Some artists I know have hunkered down and done masses of new work; others, like myself, have been stymied and stagnant. I have wished for the former.
There’s some new work hanging in my inventory closet, completed early in the year during the “before” time, all available for purchase.
An early attempt at photographing finished work on a mannequin ~
A few things on the loom from last winter ~
And finally, a glimpse of the early signs of a new season, despite (perhaps because of) the nearly relentless rain here this winter ~
There’s a new warp on my big loom, for 10 bright towels, and a fancy new loom awaiting its final set-up. The rainy days may turn out to be conducive — at last — to moving the new work forward.