I went to Kingston Point today to make a mock up of what I'd like to be doing. Of course it was high tide and i couldn't work too much o the beach, but it was good to see and photograph. Things have changed a bit. My mind and ideas are still a bit "muddy" (no pun intended) and so I am not going to say much...but... Yes, that is a doily from a dollar store. Imagine a smaller one on a 15 more piles...in porcelain clay.
This is the summer that I regress. Clay has always been my first love; I abandoned it 20 years ago. As a girl of paper photos and poetic analysis, I am not sure how to make my new, more mature thoughts work in mud. The first assignment has me stumped. Thinking that my thoughts are trite and "done before" (which I hate more than anything) keeps me from even sketching my ideas. Not good! Patti (our Professor) says I should write down what I know I have tendencies to do artistically such as political feminine issues, children or fairy tales. I suppose I should try to avoid all or some of those angles. I am sure there are more propensities I am forgetting. Maybe if I just pick one to focus on. I need a night to sleep on it. Ideas due in 3 days. Oi. I have some visions in my head, yet some are getting stuck and I can't move beyond them. It is like they are haunting me saying: "resolve me..." like a puzzle! Obsessive art ideas...is this common? Hmmmm. I am ready for the challenge.
