This is the second installment of the boogie-woogie artist call out -- many thanks to all the artists who contacted me with their meaningful work. If you missed group 1 of the boogie-woogiers, I highly recommend you check out those pieces, too. I've included portions of accompanying stories here, but know that most of these inspiring journeys have been long and multi-faceted.
They are therefore revered in this space.
One night I was layin' down,
And here's what came out:
"I made a prayer shawl for a dear friend. It took a year. It turned on my artistic inspiration brain [...] We both lost our sons and met through grief. In deciding to make something for her to wrap in when she needs a hug, she became my muse. I had no idea I could stitch love [...] it turned out to be a gift to me."
"I saw magpies nesting in a tree bursting with flowers. I had to do it right down to the poem and the 3-d nest and eggs! I had never done anything like it before and haven't since either ... this quilt demanded to get done and it opened the door to further art quilts. One of those, a reverse applique of my daughter's dog - actually went to Groton New York and hung in the Main Street Art Gallery there among oil paintings and watercolors in a juried show!"
"On our first day in the ceramics workshop we all moulded apples, about the nearest thing to a plain ball of clay you can think of, just to get the feel of it. At the end of the session I was the only one to ask for my attempt to be fired. The following week I held in my hand, still warm from the kiln, the wonkiest apple with the chunkiest leaves ever seen, with a huge grin on my face."
The magical and storied.
"Last year I had a Grand Incubation of LARGE white grubs in my compost. I was both repelled and fascinated believing that there was some very important reason why their beetle mothers had chosen this small acre. The combination of some tacky eyelet ... and the almost rotted through walnut dyed linen is uncomfortable, but perfectly portrayed this mystery of the Earth Realm."
One final group of boogie-woogiers will follow soon.
The original post (with a brazen 1970's leotard-and-neck-kercheif-boogie-woogie moment of my very own) is here: Boogie-woogie.
Artist in Anchorage, Alaska, sometimes blogging about the collision of history, family & art, with the understanding that none exists without the other.