Mad as a March Hare…You are invited!

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Alice (in Wonderland): “Who’s to say what is “proper”? What if it was agreed that “proper” was wearing a codfish on your head? Would you wear it?”

Anyway…this is not why I write to you today….

“Then you should say what you mean, the March Hare went on. ‘I do”, Alice hastily replied’ ‘at least I mean what I say – that’s the same thing, you know’. ‘Not the same thing a bit!” said the Hatter. ‘Why, you might just as well say that ‘I see what I eat’ is the same thing as ‘I eat what I see!”. -Lewis Carroll.

I would like to invite you to TWO group exhibitions this month!

Is it “proper” to participate in two exhibitions in the same province, in the same month?

I don’t know if it is ‘proper’ or not, all I know is that I’m feeling blessed.

Alice (in Wonderland): From the moment I fell down that rabbit hole I’ve been told where I must go and who I must be. I’ve been shrunk, stretched, scratched, and stuffed into a teapot. I’ve been accused of being Alice and of not being Alice but this is my dream.

Anyway if you are in the Gauteng area (Pretoria and Johannesburg) on the 7th until the 10th of March 2018… then

YOU ARE INVITED!

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Lord Ascot: Charles, you have lost your senses? This picture is impossible.

Charles: Precisely. Gentlemen, the only way to achieve the impossible, is to believe it’s possible.

On that note, I wish you and yours a happy weekend.

I am brainstorming on ways to get myself from the coast to Gauteng for these events, and hope to see you there. fingers crossed. xxx

Autumn Studio update

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Ah, well into the month of March and since March was named after the Roman God of war, I thought this picture with a toy gun is appropriate, (not that I am a fan of war) but as Alice Walker wrote in the book: The Colour Purple: “A grown child is a dangerous thing”

In the studio I am “fighting” with unfinished pieces, admin and time.

I recently had an encounter with a beautiful animal (seal) when I went for my daily swim in the Goukou river and afterwards a friend told me that I should regard it as a sign to “go with the flow.” So while I concentrate on going with the flow…I’d like to tell you about some exciting things that’s coming up in the next 3 months:

1….

“Stitched”  (part 1) a group show is opening on the 24th of March at the Paradigm gallery in Philadelphia USA! Three of my works will be shown alongside some amazing artists using embroidery and stitching techniques in their work.  It’s the first time that my work will be seen in the USA and I am super excited to be included in this show.

*Please contact sara@paradigm-gallery.com if you would like to be on the digital collector preview list for this exhibition.*

2…

In April I will be participating in “A Visual Requiem for Judith Mason” a travelling group exhibition..

….a tribute to celebrate the art and life of Judith Mason who sadly passed away earlier this year.

3….

For the month of May: I am in the process of getting my work ready to ship it to the Netherlands for the Rijswijk Textile Biennial 2017!

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I will post some images of the work soon, but for now I’d like to leave you with this quote by Patti Smith from her book: Just Kids, which I finished reading over the weekend:

“In my low periods, I wondered what was the point of creating art. For whom? Are we animating God? Are we talking to ourselves? And what was the ultimate goal? To have one’s work caged in art’s great zoo’s – The Modern, The Met, The Louvre?

I craved honesty, yet found dishonesty in myself.  Why commit to art? For self-realisation, or for itself? It seem indulgent to add to the glut unless one offered illumination…..

I wondered if anything I did mattered…..?

Robert (Mapplethorpe) had little patience with these introspective bouts of mine.  He never seemed to question his artistic drives, and by his example I understood that what matters is the work:  The string of words propelled by God becoming a poem, the weave of colour and graphite scrawled upon the sheet that magnifies His motion.  To achieve within the work perfect balance of faith and execution.  From this state of mind comes a light, life charged”

 

 

 

 

 

early influence

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"Woman in a fur coat" a work by Judith Mason

“Woman in a fur coat” a work by Judith Mason

“All children play.  All children dance the cosmic dance of Shiva, creating and destroying, and all children, if allowed to do so, make meaningful things.  Most people go on to other ways of exercising power over the world, but some – the shy, the schizoid, those born like malformed onions with a skin too few for their particular circumstances – find in the privacy, in the arcane solace of making artworks, a way of controlling their world.  These children learn that to scribble until scribbles become symbols, constitutes a playground over which they preside as gods, in a universe inhabited by adults and incomprehensible rules.  Those of you who can recall being punished by having your artworks confiscated or destroyed, will remember how gross such violations were – out of all proportion to the loss of a badly drawn bunny or a cardboard house.  It rendered us powerless, robbed us of autonomy.  Such vandalism should not be part of the armoury of parents and teachers”

Words by Judith Mason.

Arachne, oil on board, 1996 Work by Judith Mason

Arachne, oil on board, 1996 Work by Judith Mason

I did not study art on school level.  I was enrolled in private art classes though, but the teacher unfortunately did not inspire, so I spend that time walking around in the local art gallery.  That is were I encountered the work of Judith Mason.  The first piece I ever saw was “Catwalk girl”.  Still my favourite, but these two works above I adore as well.  I found solace in her work since my parents and that specific teacher didn’t understand me.  I don’t have any of my childhood drawings/scribbles.  I guess my parents didn’t see the need in keeping them. Maybe they didn’t like them, or maybe it wasn’t pretty enough.  Who knows.  When I saw the work of Judith Mason it felt as if  I understood myself.

drawing by my 6year old son

drawing by my 6year old son

I will not enroll my children in art classes.  We spend our time playing in the garden and I let them draw what they see.  Sometimes we visit art galleries together or look at pictures of art, and I ask them what they think.  The latter is very entertaining and insightful.  So many art teachers wants to teach children and others how paint, draw, sculpt according to them,  instead of just teaching them how to see, feel, and experience.

Anyway, I’m busy wrapping up the loose ends for my solo show later this month….and starting to feel nervous and jittery.  Last night I cleaned out the toolboxes and rearrange the shelves in my studio to calm my nerves.   Maybe these feelings has nothing to do with the show coming up, but maybe I feel this way because its the month of March?!

”  The third figure in our pageant clatters by in a chariot drawn by two horses, Terror and Flight.  It is a threatening figure, brandishing a long spear, lifting a gleaming shield to the heaven, and raising its head on hight, so that the lightnings play about the great helmet.  This is Mars, the god of war…..

Mars was associated in their minds with thunder and lighting, and yet the Romans believed that the woodpecker tapping the trunk of a tree was the answer of this blustering, noisy god to their prayers.  March is very often a blustering month”  (From an encyclopaedia)

So off I go to have some coffee in the garden and trying to find that woodpecker!