The middle of the semester is quickly approaching and the amount of work is hitting me really hard. I can barely keep my eyes open as I write all of this down–to be honest, I have a lot more to do as I type. This is me procrastinating, so I may as well explain a bit about what I’m posting so you know where I’m coming from. I’ve been doing quite a bit of experimenting with transfer techniques onto wood and fabric. I am working alongside teachers such as Shirley Yanover and Lyn Carter at OCAD, who are influencing much of my new work. I have been sculpting out of wax in Lyn’s class, combining 2 or more objects together to create one solid piece. The cold, empty-eyed, empty bodied sculpture of a silenced woman is what came out of it. I’m loving working with wax. I’ve carved out so much of it with my tips of my fingers that I’m starting to feel as if I don’t have fingerprints anymore. I love producing work, but I’m creatively burned out. The other pieces are done with paint and charcoal. The piece with the guitars hidden away into the city was my take on a space I find myself in lately. The city carries it’s own melody and I rock out to it daily. The Mandala was an experiment with geometric shapes, which I hated and the blue, value piece of Susanna Kasen in Girl Interrupted wrapped up my “Textbook” assignment for colour theory. Alright-reading week, here I come (…and that means, sleep). I’ll be posting up some new pieces in the next week or so on Soviet Commercial Design and my take on “The Beauty Myth”.
Stay warm, Toronto.
