Ah, the great Midwestern spring. Mother's day 2008, wet and cold, gusty winds. In living the artist life, I have been working a not so great job to keep body and soul together. It has become the practice of compassion and civilized behavior towards the general public, especially the rushed, privileged, worker bees of the "suburban wasteland" to use a phrase from my friend grassroots guerrilla.
I have been beading as meditation, with the intention of specific friends being the recipient of the work. I have received a gift from one of my beloved art patrons of a brand new Canon digital camera to document my work as well as begin the web site presence I will need to develop. of course, I will have to relearn photo stuff to shoot my work until I can afford a collaborative effort with other 'true photographers
Bella Beads ( in Mundelein, IL) strives to create a loving community of avid beaders. I have been using my beading as an outlet for gifts (mostly because I had more beads and time than money during the holidays). Now it seems that I am in the "candy store' mode seeing colors for friends, using the work of creation as meditation on those friends qualities and a small touch stone to the Divine's silent beauty, revealed in/through my hands one bead, one color at a time.
Women and men gather at the store on various nights of the week in gentle companionship to share their lives, their work, new techniques and laughter. Beading can show you vexation, relaxation and progress all in one five inch piece of work.
It is an antidote to the crass commercialism, globalization pressures of the world.
Next update will reveal the progress with the handmade artist books, art quilts, mono prints I have wrapped up in my head and look forward to manifestation into the physical.
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