It’s been a year – already

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It’s been just over a year since the end of the Clothesline project. As expected, I was happy to see the end of the project and I haven’t thought about it much since. I’m still taking random pictures of clotheslines when I travel and get excited about adding them to my stash of pictures.
Watching the textiles deteriorate over time was sad if not depressing. Another thing I was expecting. It had been a sad year as I wrote in the artist statement, and moving on can be difficult.
After this year’s “Farm Camp”, a yearly camp I do with my granddaughter and her longtime friends, I watch the fairy houses they build go back to nature over the following year. Some make it most of the way until the next camp. As the kids have gotten older, they are entering high school this year, they’ve graduated to larger structural dwellings. This year I gave them a couple of mats I’d found while cleaning the storage space getting ready for camp. They proved to be the perfect flowing for the structure. I debated rolling them for next time or some gigantic felt project yet to be determined, but so far in keeping with the clearing clutter I’ve left them to weather.
I did a more cheerful project for this year’s Rangsit exhibit – what it takes to make 100 of something, playing with the idea of making multiples of crafts/art for sale. I’ve never met a professional artist who didn’t opine on wanting to make their own art.
So thanks for reading my ramblings, which is just what this is. Perhaps there is some lesson to be learned from all this, I’ll check back next year and see.