Today I found this in the MDK newsletter, text and photos Jeni Hankins, and if you're within reach of the Tate Modern, lucky you, you can see this retrospective of a great Polish artist.
I saw a great outdoor installation on long-term loan to the Princeton art museum, years ago, insisted all my drawing students go there, to experience abakans. It was a group of huge hollow fiber figures, unforgettable.
Here's some of what's on right now at the Tate Modern
Blogger's note: she couldn't get gallery representation and recognition in Poland in her earlier years because the art establishment, men, claimed that fiber wasn't art. She's lived to disprove their claim. And we don't know their names. She's world famous.
Back home, the bits of weaving waste fiber left by the birds act like a mini abakan, to honor her.
And the weaving, after a few false starts, is beginning to get there.
The improvised belt is quite comfortable, not a strain. Learning is happening.
Out walking today, lovely scents everywhere, the Korean spice bush on my patio, other wild blossom trees, smelling of nuts and honey.
I came across Corita Kent's art studio rules from her college teaching days, thought you might like to see
And here, since it seems to be an observation day, take a look. Imagine yourself to be the size of an ant looking at these huge structures.
This was a favorite exercise by my mentor in art, Maggi Johnson. It resets your perception.
And I'm sure you guessed the Haggard Hawks puzzle answer, since we're doing art thinking today:
PORTFOLIO
Happy day everyone, lovely here, warm, sunshine, enjoy whatever your day brings. Even on really hard days there's a tiny bit of good stuff.
