all I have to show for myself is this red square
"RED the dead ginger cat in the road and the fox all RED the red trees and the red apples"
red is my favorite color because it is unabashed in its need for attention , it just looks at you and says look at me and I admire that a lot.
the afternoon of 10/28 i spent sewing a coaster for my water cup (butte copper, obviously) because I needed one. three layers, red gingham, cotton batting, plain red cloth. as a "creative person" , or at least I like to think so, I always try to have something to work on, and likewise, some muse to keep me grounded .
What is art but an interpretation of the world , you know , (I don't care if I sound prententious . you need to become more sincere) So now I'll relay to you what I thought about in that hour or so (8 seams, 7.5 minutes per, all the nicest ones are contained within, invisible, just my luck)
Gingham is a classically cheerful pattern. It is all over my room, on my raggedy ann dolls and jelly jars. Likewise, red, white, bloodied snow or a plastic bag (thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you) adorn my room in fairly equal measure. what do the objects that surround us, say about us?
The truth is, other than finishing my doll Raphael (also red), this square is the only thing I actually made throughout the month. This is incredibly dissapointing for me but it is the consequence of having very little artistic discipline, and the mindset of "something is better than nothing", which brings me to why I'm even calling this "ART".
Well I'm of the mind that anything made by a person, especially by hand (as this is, at least on my end). And there's a lot of literature about this and whole movements trying to prove the concept wrong, or right but as I am a person, who used my brain to choose colors and patterns from my fabric collection, fabric which is part of a greater worldwide trade market, passed down to me by people who wanted me to have it, who used the handsewing techniques my mother taught me, etc, this is art by that arbitrary definition.
When you start to see things with this much intention behind them, it can be overwhelming but I feel like so much of "modern life" is completely contextless. An understanding of why things are the way they are, why the things you see are like that is I think important to understanding yourself within your culture.
so this red square is all I have to show for myself, 'till the next thing comes up.