Sometimes when in the studio, you just have to laugh out loud. Creative work can sometimes have a completely different result from the one you had in mind. Over the last couple of days I have been preparing an artist's book - not complete it, but have it there over the weekend in Maleny to show passersby the processes involved in putting together an artist's book.
I had in mind to do a black book as I had these yummy 'bits' of happenstance into which I thought I would work. Keep it all black and white, black covers, black ink overlaying the images - dictating what they should be, or at least suggesting to the viewer a storyline.
The more I prepared this book, the more obvious it was to me that in fact it is a white book and that I would be using white ink, graphite and transparent paper into which I could scratch. Quite a gentle book in fact. It will be interesting to see if it stays that way! Once again it is about my sense of place, or belonging. I seem to have that in the forefront of many of my ideas of late and I think it is because I am now so happily settled in this new home and have been carving out of it a sense of belonging ........
|This will be familiar to those who saw my post on our land and our STEEP stairs and tracks!|
|Have not really decided on a direction for these images .... hope to be inspired tomorrow.|