With the SuperMoon and full lunar eclipse this past week, and putting the final touches on new art for the current group show in Kodiak, I couldn't help but be influenced by the Moon's pull. Women are cyclical beings, and anyone who has lived with other women may have experienced, our monthly cycles often fall in sync with the Moon and her cycles, and our sisters living with us.
My final piece for the show was this: Mask to Wear During A Full Moon: the Moon's silver-blue face against an indigo back drop, surrounded by appendages illustrating the moon's cycle. The piece is 38 inches tall by 17 inches wide. I worked until the wee hours, as the other artists and I had agreed to meet and hang the show at 8:30 Friday morning. Fittingly, my blood was spilled when I snipped my left middle finger with my mother's old - and very sharp - black-handled steel Wiss scissors. A quick patch with a butterfly bandage only set my work back 5 minutes or so.
The work is hung, the opening was well attended, and now I am on to my next projects. An endless cycle - like the Moon.
My final piece for the show was this: Mask to Wear During A Full Moon: the Moon's silver-blue face against an indigo back drop, surrounded by appendages illustrating the moon's cycle. The piece is 38 inches tall by 17 inches wide. I worked until the wee hours, as the other artists and I had agreed to meet and hang the show at 8:30 Friday morning. Fittingly, my blood was spilled when I snipped my left middle finger with my mother's old - and very sharp - black-handled steel Wiss scissors. A quick patch with a butterfly bandage only set my work back 5 minutes or so.
The work is hung, the opening was well attended, and now I am on to my next projects. An endless cycle - like the Moon.
Mask to Wear During A Full Moon - detail.
RSS Feed
