video: a guided tour of my spindle’s work, Zellandine’s denouement exhibit

So, here I am hiding out in the Shawano Public Library, stealing there internet.

I have fallen so low.

…not really, I’m just frustrated with the entire lack-of-useable internet.  See all my frustration.

BUT!  I have managed to get the SPL’s internet to work long enough to upload my exhibit video for y’all, so there’s that.

Yep.  That’s me in all my tiny, round, tentacled glory.  And, with the big words and flailing.

Again, don’t forget that the reception for this show is Thursday, February 28th from 5-8(-ish).

Courage.

An overly productive week, i.e., ArtWalk piece completed.

ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED! *\o/*

So, the piece for the ArtWalk show/competition/thingie was a ridiculously multi-stepped process and all the mixed media.

Seriously, this think is like 5 feet of schizophrenic.  Welcome to my brain, yeah?

spindle’s work, Zellandine’s denouement:
The Eater of Worlds
, sideview
2013
handspun yarn (from a Hello Purl art batt), paint, copper, fishing line
Katrina (‘Trie) Blasingame
spindle’s work, Zellandine’s denouement:
The Eater of Worlds

2013
handspun yarn (from a Hello Purl art batt), paint, copper, fishing line
Katrina (‘Trie) Blasingame
spindle’s work, Zellandine’s denouement:
The Eater of Worlds, detail

So, yeah, can we say Cronenberg?  ‘Cause I totally have those references going on.  And Lovecraft and eldritchian tendencies.  Seriously, body horror, vagina dentata, and the Uncanny are totally my jam.

Ginger Snaps?  Totally one of my favorite movies.

Naked Lunch?  I saw it when I was, like, 11. <–I kid you not; my brother brought it home to watch.  I was home sick with the worst flu ever and watched Rocky Horror Picture Show, Gothic, and Naked Lunch all in the same day.

With a 103 temp.

Somehow, I think this may be to blame for me and my visceral, bodily, grotesque (but in really bright colors!) art thing I’ve got going on.  Don’t y’all?

…it probably also explains the wiggins I get from anything with more than 10 legs.

THANK YOU, YVES CLOQUET, YOU CREEPY BASTARD.

Though, Julian Sands, yeah?

…maybe it’s just a Julian Sands thing.  He was in both Gothic and Naked Lunch, and he kinda looks like Richard O’Brien.  That’s a very interesting coincidence.

But the title is a reference to Galactus, Eater of Worlds.

*dooooooooooooooooooooooooork*

But!  It seemed like a reasonable title, even though there are also references to the Necromongers, the Narada, starfish, and octopodes.

…and maybe a touch of the Shadows from Babylon 5.

So, loads of references=me. *SIGH*

Also, because I’m kinda a freak and evidently an exhibitionist now, I made more of those not-instructional videos while I was working.

*HANDS*

IDEK.  Really, why am I doing this?

Okay.  Yeah.  I’m going to go now.

Remember there’s an opening at the ARTgarage for the First Quarter artists.  *waves*  And, I’m teaching a spinning class on Saturday, so if y’all want to take it, y’all need to sign-up for it super-quick.

Courage.

not-really-instructional videos

So, IDEK.  I’ve been making not-instructional videos because–seriously–unless I’m classrooming it, y’all probably don’t want to listen to me gas-on about this stuff.  There are way better Youtubers than I if you want to know how to do this stuff.

But.  If y’all really want, I can make these more serious and more instructional.  Y’all’s choice.

These started because a couple of my Tumblr-friends asked “how do you even circle loom,” and I thought the best way was to show them.

Today, though, I decided to do a little beating on metal and playing with fire vid instead.

It’s kinda long and probably boring and y’all probably really don’t want to look at me, but yeah, here it is in all of it’s crazy splendor.

In case y’all wanted to see the vid that started this all off, here it is:

Courage.

inside the tentacle-made studios (the ARTgarage edition)

So, yeah, before I do anything else, y’all have got to go check out the dance sequence in last week’s episode of Bunheads.  Just, go to minute mark 39 and watch.

I’ll wait.

So.  What’d y’all think?

Leave your thoughts in the comments, and we can all have a nice chat about it.

Okay, yes, real art-blog business.  Right.  A real post.

*tra lala la la la la la*

The ADHD is bad today.  Sorry about that.

*insert segue here*

So, my studio at the ARTgarage is the size of a sneeze.  Totally.  Like, if I take Vincent (my spinning wheel) in there with me, there’s about a foot to a foot-and-a-half of space in front and behind me with maybe 8 inches on either side.*

*I don’t know how accurate those measurements are since I have never actually measured when I was in my studio spinning.  That’d be weird.

This is the view into my studio coming through another Ahliah Zia Shashonah’s studio.  We actually confuse people because our aesthetics are similar enough that it looks like one big studio.  It’s not, though.

Most of the work that I do in this studio is pastel work, spinning, ink, bookmaking, sewing, or the occasionally layer media over monoprint (this is still a developing thing for me).  I get a lot done in a small space and have some lovely display space.

…it also means that I actually have to talk to people on occasion.  If I only worked in the tentacle-made studio at Hemlock House, then I’d probably never speak to anyone other than you lovely people.

Introvert=me.

My work desk with some of my as-yet-photographed Nothing(s) hanging about and some of my hides series.

I like used atlases too, if anyone has any that they’d like to send my way.  Or old books.  Or sheet music.  Or, ya know, stuff.

Panning to the right, you can see my Ur-bag taking up valuable floor space, my craptastic storage (that’s gotten a bit better, admittedly, since I got a little storage cart that goes underneath the work table), and art displayed from the unnamed friends series, the taxonomy series, the impression portraits, and spindle’s work, Zellandine’s denouement series.

Further to the right is more of my storage, my ARTgarage pastel box (I have one in the tentacle-made studios too), and more of my art:  the scrump series, the chimera series, the unnamed friends series, more of the spindle’s work series, and some random book arts stuff.

And, lastly, my easel, which I have had since I was a teenager, with the first piece in the beast series still on it.

So, yeah, that’s my sneeze-sized studio.  Come by the ARTgarage, and you might see me in it.

And, since we’re on the ARTgarage and me haunting the place on a semi-regular basis, I’m teaching some classes for them this fall:  3 drop spindle workshops (Sept. 13th, Oct, 13th, and Nov. 13th) and a 6 books in 6 hours bookmaking class (Sept. 29th and 30th).  So, if any of those are interesting to you, let me know or check out the classes section of the ARTgarage website.

Mine are not currently listed because they were just turned in last week, but yeah, they’ll be there soon.  I hope.

Courage.

inside the tentacle-made studios (Shawano edition)

So, I recently cleaned and reorganized my studio, and I thought that y’all might like to see one of the places that I work in.

This is my little work area with my glass for monoprinting and my giant cutting matte for paper and fabric and some of my inspiration–thingies.  Y’all can also see piercing cradle for bookmaking, an as-yet incomplete plushie piece, and some of my books.

There’s a lot of books.

And the best lamp ever.

To the left of my work area is my spinning wheel Vincent and my weird little cart with all of its little drawers.

Behind Vincent, you can just see my pastel box peaking through.

By-the-by, the table I use for my work area was my great-grandma’s.  My dad has told me stories about being small and hiding underneath it at his grandma’s house.

A close-up of the shelving unit to the left of my work area.

A close-up of (some of) my books.  Did I mention that there are a lot more?

My pretty, pretty lamp–and my Dress of Storage.

My sewing area-cum-staging area for my easel, which is to the right (no image for some reason).  I just found this old-school desk at Goodwill for $2.  I kid you not:  $2.

*inserts Better Off Dead “I want my $2!” reference*

Also, a couple of my fungoid owlets.

My (craptastic) dress-form and my freshly painted photowall…plus some stuff that needs to be redistributed around Hemlock House and the studio.  This is all to the right of the sewing area.

My nascent metal-working area.  I’m still working on getting it all set up.  It’s too the right of the sewing area.

The shelves where all my fiber stuff hangs out.  This is too the left of the sewing area.

The white bag has kozo in it waiting to be boiled and used.  Oh!  And check out my pretty cricket loom! <–I’m still working on the weaving-thing.

More books.  More fiber.  Toolboxes (bookmaking and regular toolbox).  Gesso and adhesives.  Rolls of paper and per-streatched canvases.  All to the left of Vincent and my main work area.

The big red-brown thing is my flammables cabinet.

In the distance, you can see the garage door of the studio ’cause my studio is a garage.  But!  It has a drain in the floor.

This visual jumble is my not-organized section–really, it’s more organized than it looks; it’s just that the water-heater and the furnace are right there.

The butcher’s block is actually my paper-making surface with my book/paper-press  sitting on top; it also has all of my paper-making stuff and fiber dyes hiding inside of it.  Hidden behind it is my double dry-sink, which is currently filled with alpaca and wool that needs to be processed.  You can also see my woefully inadequate sink and my studio spotlights.

A random piece based on 28 Weeks Later that has lived in several of my studios.

A piece that I’ve been working on:  zombie!Santa (in-progress).  Good for decoration from Samhain until Yule.

So, yeah, that’s pretty much  my crazy studio–except for the ginormous fabric bin, the Supply Room, and the as-yet not-working lathe.

Courage.

“Behold! For I am really not kidding!” <-Yes, I know I used it yesterday…

But, I think that it bears repeating, especially since I just finished The Stupidest Angel by Christopher Moore. Evidently, someone somewhere is making a The Stupidest Angel movie. For realz. o.O

 

I kinda want to know what crack he’s on, because it’s obviously the really good Metals Crack*, but I kinda want my own stash.

 

*spiiiiiiiiiiiiiiins and tra lala las*

 

So, I am feeling better–or, at least, I’m not going to die and have made it out of Hemlock House for my date with the Illustrious Miss Sara–and, therefore, I am owing y’all a post (or seven). <–Okay, this was like 8 hours ago.  WordPress was being stupid, and I lost my post.  Twice.

 

Asshats.

 

Sorry, I have much anger today.

 

 

 

Okay, it may not be much of a post since, between SOPA/PIPA last week and feeling like I was going to die this week, there hasn’t be a whole lotta thinking going on in my little squid head.

 

There was some thinking that Umberto Eco has some pretentious paranoia going on and an ugly, deep-seeded love/hate/lust thing going on with the Templars and all the numerous other secret societies that are scarpering about the planet. <–I just finished reading Foucault’s Pendulum too.

 

 

 

Nota Bene: The focus of my studies in Classics were Religion (specifically Mystery Religions), Mythology, and Art and my Senior Thesis in History was on Early Modern Mysticism, so I actually am really interested in these sorts of phenomenon. I also really like certain aspects of the book like Belbo’s fictionalized historicism of Kelley and the pages and pages and pages of really interesting history. There were just other parts that made me go “Really?” like the 3-4 chapters of false ending.

 

Can we say The Return of the King here?

 

Yes, I really do read multiple books at once; it’s easier when one has the attention span of a gnat.

 

*whistles*

 

So, before I got completely side-tracked by Eco and Moore, I was going to say that I have loads of nifty pictures by way of a pseudo-blog post today.

 

‘Cause, even ill, I’m completely bee-like.

 

But just a few. *feels stingy today*

 

full tunnel book

 

A tunnel book sample that I made to go with the physical advertising of my bookmaking class at the ARTgarage. I’m rather fond of it, although the picture kinda sucks. <–My photo area is still down due to a massive reorganization after ‘Lain moved out.

 

I also made a folded structure book sample to display. This is a picture of it in process; it’s done and on display, but I haven’t taken a picture of it yet.

 

sculpture book

 

I’ve been making some Kindle covers. This is mine and The Husband’s respectively.

 

question bird

 

hello owl

 

The handmade insult series is also continuing apace.

 

stupid head

 

Did I mention that I’ve also learned to perform basic knitting? <–No picture, just a random question.

 

And check out the amazing old china I found at Goodwill.

 

tea

 

It wasn’t a complete set, but it had the tiniest tea cups and a large-ish bowl and a plate. I <3 it like y’all wouldn’t believe.

 

Classes at the ARTgarage:

 

Storybeads:

  • Saturday, January 14th: basic beading structures & open studio
  • Saturday, January 21st: fiber incorporation & open studio
  • Saturday, January 28th: pendant structures & open studio
  • Saturday, February 4th: wire work & open studio

 

When: Saturdays, January 14th-February 4th, 10 am-12 pm

Where: the ARTgarage

Cost: $25 includes use of tools and basic materials (sign-up for 3 classes and take the 4th free!)

 

Bookmaking:

  • Saturday, January 14th: Instabooks
  • Saturday, January 21st: Concertina books
  • Saturday, January 28th: Pamphlets
  • Saturday,February 4th: Japanese Stab Binding
  • Saturday, February 11th: Codex books
  • Saturday, February 18th: Tunnel books
  • Saturday, February 25th: Flag books
  • Saturday, March 3rd: Carousel books
  • Saturday, March 10th: Folded structures
  • Saturday, March 17th: Altered books

 

When: Saturdays, January 14th-March 17th, 1-3 pm

Where: the ARTgarage

Cost: $60 for first session, $40 for each following session

 Papermaking:

  • Saturday, February 11th: History, equipment, initial pulls
  • Saturday, February 18th: Cotton pull
  • Saturday, February 25th: Abaca/flax pull
  • Saturday, March 3rd: Kozo, dyeing, and forming
  • Saturday, March 10th: Inclusion papers
  • Saturday, March 17th: Pulp-painting and collage pages

 

When: Saturdays, February 11th-March 17th, 9-12 am

Where: the ARTgarage

Cost: $150 for all six classes

 

Mixed Media:

 

Possible projects include 10-layer drawings, altered books, and assemblage and techniques such as photo-transfer.

  • Saturday, March 24th
  • Saturday, March 31st
  • Saturday, April 7th
  • Saturday, April 14th
  • Saturday, April 21st
  • Saturday, April 28th

 

When: Saturdays, March 24th-April 28th, 10-12 am

Where: the ARTgarage

Cost: $150 for all six classes

 

Sculpture:

 

Possible projects include mini-installation, guerrilla fiber, fiber art, assemblage, wearable art, and/or environmental art.

  • Saturday, March 24th
  • Saturday, March 31st
  • Saturday, April 7th
  • Saturday, April 14th
  • Saturday, April 21st
  • Saturday, April 28th

 

When: Saturdays, March 24th-April 28th, 1-3 pm

Where: the ARTgarage

Cost: $150 for all six classes

 

*”Metals Crack” was a joke when I was an undergraduate.  I took several Metals classes, and there were some people in them that should just not have been allowed near fire.  We kept telling them that Metals Crack was the really good crack that caused you to grow an extra eye in the top of your head.  Scarily, a few of them seemed to believe us.  *le SIGH*

 

Courage.