• Sourcing recycled materials

    I try to use, or reuse, recycled materials in my work as much as possible. I use cigar boxes and lids, silverware cases, and I do also make my own artist boards from whatever I can get my hands on. I recently logged on to Facebook just in time to find that my favorite reuse store, Turnip Green Creative Reuse, had posted a hot item they had just received only 4 minutes earlier. Someone had donated thirty or so canvas stretcher bars that had the canvas cut out leaving them with just the stapled part of canvas left on them. I quickly got in my car and drove straight there in the hopes that no one had taken all of them yet. They were still in the storeroom when I arrived, so I got several. I just need to pick up some 1/8th inch birch plywood from the hardware store to build artist boards out of them. Unfortunately, I don’t know where to find plywood for reuse that isn’t already cut into strips or odd shapes. I was also lucky enough to find several of the molded paper package inserts…

  • Imposter syndrome, anyone?

    I experience imposter syndrome on a daily basis. I’m new to the whole blog thing and I haven’t found my voice, or a rhythm yet. It just doesn’t flow as I would like, but I suppose it will come in time. It’s been since college English and creative writing in the mid 1990s since I have written anything. I ruminate over punctuation, grammar and sentence structures and I’m still not going to be great at it. I need to be OK with that. Because you know what, I cannot let those things hold me back from going for it in these endeavors. Fear has held me back in many ways over my lifetime, as is the case for a lot of people. I’m at point in my life where I can’t let fear dictate when, or how I go about doing a thing. I just have to do it before I change my mind. It’s either right, or I learn something. Being creative again after being blocked for so long is such a new thing for me. I feel unsure of myself and how my work will be received by…

  • Research and experimenting

    Researching a name for my work Working with molded paper pulp is so new to me that I really don’t know what to call my creations. Are they wall sculptures, mixed media sculpture or just wall art? I thought that there must be someone out there doing the same thing and there must be a name for it. I searched the web. I entered an array of word combinations into Google to see if there was anything out there. There was nothing similar and no special name. Though I didn’t find anyone using these materials in the same way, I did come across some amazing artists that are most inspiring to me. Check out Claire Wilson, Lawrence Carrol, and Mirco Marchelli for yourself. Experimenting with materials early on Below are just a few of the experiments that I worked on to develop technique. I built up layers of pulp allowing them to dry between each application. Image on left- I covered it with a skin of thin paper that I made by hand. Center image- I covered this one with pasteboard from a cereal box. Image on right- I cut…

  • Where I am today

    Since the clearing of my creative block, I’m working six to nine hours a day, seven days a week creating pieces to be loved by others. I’m also working on the website and writing blog posts ahead of publication. I’ll begin uploading the new works to the gallery and shop once I’ve gotten them photographed. I’m just not there yet. I’ve been researching and meeting with local support resources for artists as I work on a long-term plan. I’ve scheduled a tour at a Nashville based maker space co-op. I toured this facility back in October 2020, but I want to revisit to see if we could work together in some way now that I’m creating again. When I moved back to Tennessee from Maine in late August 2020, I had three goals in mind. Number one was to get physically healthy. I struggled for over a year with tears to the rotator cuffs, bicep tendons and labrum in both shoulders. I’ve had surgery on my right shoulder and I’m recovering nicely. Surgery for the left shoulder will happen later in the year, or next year. My left shoulder is…