Archive for December, 2010

finito!

Tuesday, December 28th, 2010

Currents #8
©carol larson 2010
 Three weeks ago I was asked to replicate Currents #8 which had sold the month previous. Apparently the same piece was shown to two different clients and they both wanted it! While I am not one who is big on duplicating anything I chose to take on this challenge to see how close I could come to replication.


The biggest problem was I had hand-painted the background fabric of the original piece. And I didn’t use a recipe. I never use recipes, even when I cook! I am a totally spontaneous designer and chef.
Originally I poured a blend of Deka paint over rayon. I tried without success to replicate it and instead got a lighter blue. Back to the drawing board.
Then I ferreted through my stash and bags of remnants of strictly batiks and art cloth. I managed to come up with enough of the original hand-painted background to fudge on the copy. I decided also that it would not be called Clone of Currents #8  or Currents #8B but rather with all due respect Currents #12, being that #11 was already on the design wall in process when I got the commission.



Currents #12

© Carol Larson 2011



 I kept a digital print of Currents #8 on the design wall and carefully coordinated all the fabrics to it. I religiously checked the size and even when  finished still thought they were different sizes rather than each exactly 30 x 30.






When placed side by side #12 does look like the offspring of #8 although not an exact twin. I believe a happy medium has been struck.





It would have been lovely to put them side by side in this post but blogger would have none of it!











best parts…

Monday, December 27th, 2010
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To me the best part of Christmas is when it is over! After a lifetime of Hallmark holidays I chose this year to buck tradition and do what I wanted. And as it turned out it was the best Christmas of memory. Wow, there really is something to this taking care of one’s own needs!!! And it was not all about me either. My husband and daughter have filled their dance cards for decades with my familial traditional obligations. They were so very happy to just say no (thanks).

The very best part (until now) of hosting any holiday is the leftovers. When my adult daughter and her boyfriend prepared the entire meal yesterday she catapulted to the best part of Christmas hall of fame list! Not only did I not have to cook or stand in the kitchen for hours on end, I got leftovers to boot.
The best part of a fresh new year is a new list of art goals.   I wrote my 2011 list in October this year when I was so completely exhausted from  non-art producing efforts.  It is much shorter than the 2010 list which was all about over-achievement. How many times do I need that lesson? I have mastered over-achievement. I need to master some under-achievement!  No surprise that when I glanced back at my 2010 list I had actually accomplished most of the list, although I have little ART to show for it.
The best part is I never even looked at the 2010 list after I wrote it. It was just cosmic…
Of course every list every year includes less time on the PC…but I have heard the best part about fantasy is it enhances creativity!

working again…

Saturday, December 18th, 2010

I am back in the studio making art again. Currently working on a commission I am planning ahead to the next and the next and the next pieces, which is good.



got scraps?



Yesterday I received some constructive suggestions on how to improve a PowerPoint I gave last month which I next deliver in May at a conference. I am already resisting getting in and just doing it because I am working so hard to re-adapt in my right brain and want to give my left brain nary the encouragement! In reality the changes would take me maybe an hour so I could do it on a break. I plan to resist the temptation for awhile though.
And for the first time ever I am keeping track of time spent on this new work. What I have already noticed is I seem to need a break about every 90 mins. A refill on my tea, maybe some email, FB or a game.  And then back to work.
The rainy day did not materialize but art-making did! Hooray.









clearing the clutter…

Sunday, December 12th, 2010



office building, St. Louis, MO

My mind has been a clutter for most of the past year. With the debut TallGirl exhibit opening, travel, cataract surgeries and the myriad of  accompanying appointments, clearing out my father’s home, teaching, and open studios I was a whirling dervish for most of 2010.  It was a bit shocking to me how easily I retreated to the really old behaviors of human doing instead of being.

As the year winds down I have just one more class to teach, just one more volunteer gig to work and a commission to begin. My #1 art goal for 2011 is to reclaim my art-making.



Because I am waiting for approval of the color palette on the commission I’d put myself on hold in the studio. Today I just wanted to get in there and do something, so I chose to design a prototype for another small bag for the gallery. This idea had been fermenting for months in the back of my already cluttered mind.
I did some sketching, turned on a movie and went to work.  The prototype pretty much worked out how I had hoped but what I really noticed was how much I disliked making it! So I decided that I wouldn’t do more!!! I put the paper design and the cardboard pattern in a file folder, labeled it, stuck it on a shelf… most likely to be tossed later.  And with that cleared up even more mind clutter.
I know a lot of folks hate January…the letdown after the holidays, the often bleak weather and not much to look forward to. On the contrary I am looking forward to a clean slate and possibly the opportunity to get even a bit bored!

the best cup of tea…

Wednesday, December 8th, 2010
currents #9

 Yesterday I ran over to Sebastopol to pick up Currents #9 from the Fiber Innovations show and drop off Currents #2 for the members show.

I was in the mood for some butternut squash salad only like Whole Foods can make it so I decided to pop into the store there which is about 2 blocks from the art center as opposed to going an entire mile out of my way in my hometown!  Of course it was noon and the parking lot jammed so I wandered around until I found a spot right in front of a tea shop. I took it as a sign that I should go in and purchase several bags of loose tea for a friend’s birthday this week. 



currrents # 2



I drink a vast quantity of green tea myself although I have not seen a naked leaf since traveling to Japan several years ago. Clearly my life is good under that rock. I approached the sales clerk and said I wanted to buy 3 x 1 lb bags of loose tea for a gift. She showed me the menu of what they carry which had no prices, which should have been my first warning. So I chose a Sencha which is my personal favorite and asked for a pound. She asked if I was sure?! I said yes and she went over to the scale and began to gingerly scoop from the bin into the bag. I noticed the scale’s digital numbers rapidly increasing on two sides. So I began to study it and then I noticed 15.25. I thought hmmm…she seems to be getting close to a pound but the bag is only an inch full? And then I noticed the dollar sign. The inch full bag was already $15.25!!!
So I calmly asked what the price per pound for the tea was? And she softly said 158 to which I asked again, I’m sorry what did you say? And she said 158. I repeated 158, still a bit unclear on the concept knowing full well that I could buy three pounds of coffee beans for 50 or less!  So again I queried, did you say ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY EIGHT and she said yes! Still stunned I replied DOLLARS?! Yes she said and stopped measuring. Then I was just embarrassed.  I wanted to say no thanks and walk out. Instead, I said I would buy what she had already measured out.

Later I made up a cup with a favorite nifty tea strainer . And it was probably the best tea I have ever consumed in my life. So good in fact that I made about 4 cups throughout the afternoon using the same leaves. Over and over and over again it was fabulous. 

Fast forward several hours and I was strung out on expensive green tea.  At 2:20 am I was still awake. That killer green tea stayed with me, kept me company and wide awake well into the dawning of my 63rd year.

ah success…

Tuesday, December 7th, 2010



got power?

 There is no adrenalin producing feeling the same as success with technology!  I have spent much of the past four days attempting to set up streaming devices to both TVs so we can watch movies direct to the TV from Netflix. While I enjoy the DVD in the mail one is always in transit when I want to watch a film, or we have a drama and I want a comedy. Unwilling to fork out more money to the nameless monopoly that provides our cable service I decided to give Roku a try.

The boxes arrived and the hookup was easy enough. That should have been my red flag. Halfway through the guided setup on the screen went dead.  In frustration I asked the techie next door for help. When he arrived he pushed one button and voila! the new screen appeared. Hate it when that happens…so he proceeded along until he got stuck in a loop. Then he had to leave and I was left to wonder if I would ever figure this out. 

I posted to the chat forum where a lot of people read of my woe but offered no advice.  I finally located a support call number in the bowels of the website but it was Sunday and they only answer M-Sa. So this morning I did other things I needed to do, including getting my neck unscrewed from a bad fall two weeks ago. This afternoon I sat down to call the support number armed with the password for my wireless router, the error message from the screen, my blood type, and the laptop all set up ready to digest information.

After a maze of options all which led back to suggesting the aforementioned online chat forum which was of no earthly good I was connected to “Mike” in Sri Lanka.  Mike asked me about the wireless router and then suggested I login to the url for same. Well the browser would have none of this. Finally I got in but had the wrong password, so I kept trying and trying and trying again. Mike and I were engaged in a friendly chat for 45 minutes. Mike’s end of the call began to break up which told me his time was up! So I asked him for the pertinent DNS numbers I should enter once I got into the router home-base, if ever I did. He wished me adieu and said he would call back in an hour to see if I had resolved the problem!

Did I give up? No! I have raised a teenager. I pressed on.  I rebooted my computer. I reset my internet options basically getting rid of anything helpful that I regularly use. I tried again to login to the router URL and success. I entered Mike’s suggested DNS numbers, hit save but left the site up because I feared I would never find it again if I needed to. 

Meanwhile back at the Roku, I hit reset, turned the TV on, TV off, HMDI on, reset, cuss, and finally it came back to life and I was able to link everything I had to link.  I began to get slightly excited but I had one more TV to do.

It took another input of the 45 character (lower and upper case) router password to get up and running. At last 4 days, so many brain cells, four cups of green tea (@ $158. lb which is another story) later everything is hooked up and running.

I’ve been to the chiropractor to have my neck unscrewed, the headache is subsiding, the Roku is good to go. I see a good comedy in my future…

tossing fabric in the air…

Friday, December 3rd, 2010

I love those images of kids tossing leaves in the air…the same leaves they are supposed to be raking and bagging.  Well, I had that very same image today in the middle of an acupuncture session. My best epiphanies come on the table.

As an adult I agonize over the myriad of fabric in my studio and  basement awaiting dye, paint, wax or stitch…its overwhelming if I think about it. How will I ever use it all…which in reality does not matter!
Then my inner kid appeared and started tossing fabric in the air! Soon she was surrounded by colorful bits all over the floor while the adult me stood there dumbfounded.
 I have spent a good portion of this year stressed out… over family business, father’s declining health, lectures, open studios, my own health issues etc.  I keep seeking my way back to the centering, the calm, the perfect mantra, the answer, my own inner peace. I am going to practice looking to that little kid  and see what she wants to do. I am pretty certain it is not going to be paperwork!