ms. hickory nut ponders songs and places
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if a hickory nut faced woman were to study songs and their places of origin, what would that look like?
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• antique camera found on travels • photo of traditional irish musicians, one known one unknown • arm of an uncomfortable couch • hickory nut woman from Grandma Dot’s old shelves • afternoon light from generous living room window
Shout! Art by Women Veterans
Many thanks to Swords to Plowshares for putting together Shout, an art show featuring work by women veterans. The show was held in San Francisco at The Women’s Building, a place that is its own work of art:
While meeting many amazing artists and interesting art-show-goers, I soaked in the experiences of live readings, excellent cake, and a woman-centered space.
I shared three pieces at this show:
Ruby Red Combat Boots – glitter, acrylic paint, studs, and jewels on leather
By early 2003, 6 months from separation, I was ready to click my heels together three times and head home. But how would I get there? And what shoes would I wear? They’re not as delicate as the slippers Judy Garland wore, but I like to think if Dorothy left the Oz-land of the military, these are the boots that would transport her to her next adventure.
Basic Combat Training Journal – paper, ink
In 1998 I hid a blank journal in my pants, sneaking it through boot camp shakedown. Luckily no one discovered my contraband (ideas and the ability to share them!). Every night, head under an itchy wool blanket, I wrote. Readers may explore this journal by reading entries in order, opening to random pages, or selecting entries marked with color-coded tags.
self-portrait – clay, sand, acrylic paint, shoe polish, rub & buff metallic goo.
unglazed vase. i do not see myself as glazed.
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more photos of these pieces…
Shout!
a multimedia art show featuring works by women veterans. it is open to the public and absolutely free. everyone is welcome to come…
wedding hat
some of you remember an antique cream colored hat of mine, once covered with red silk flowers, worn frequently during the great adventure of 2003 —–>
this old hat accompanied me to two weddings that summer, perfectly matching my red spring dress. after 5 years i thought it deserved a makeover, just in time for a new wedding.
note to hatters and milliners of the future – never use a hot glue gun to adhere 100 red silk flowers to a silk hat. armed with a tweezers, tiny scissors, and a needle, i painstakingly removed flower pieces and stubborn bits of glue. and when the work was done, i took my brand-old empty hat to the craft store and designed it a new outfit. dressed in pink and green with iridescent wire edge ribbon, this restored hat made its debut at the summer wedding of greg and lynn in rockport, massachusetts. it was incredibly popular, and was even asked on a date several times throughout the weekend.
destruction of scale model fetuses
due to space constraints i had to part with my clay model fetuses. i considered giving them away. but because they were unfired clay pieces, they would break at the touch of a finger and over time would certainly fall apart. after spending 100+ hours creating them, i thought that instead of just chucking the board in the dumpster, i would archive its destruction with a series of photographs. soon all the work of sculpting, molding, and intricate detail lay clustered in scattered heaps of broken parts.
scale model fetuses
these pieces are scale models of fetuses at 2.5, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 12, 16, 20, 26, 32, and 38 weeks. in the larger models, only half the fetus is represented and the viewer is left to imagine the mirror half. this is partly because i wanted nice flat backs for wall mounting, and partly because in the third trimester fetuses i had trouble creating whole babies that were not deformed. before doing anything like this again, i think a sculpting class is in order. this was a project for the Embryology and Fetal Development module of my National Midwifery Institute studies.
refinished chair
i found a chair at the side of the road on hearst avenue, less than a block from my house. it was dirty tan with a red vinyl seat and gummy blackened metal feet. i took it apart, ditched the vinyl, painted, and reupholstered. to honor the roots of this humble beauty, i left the original color stained tan color in the background of the top bar.
self portrait
unglazed vase. i do not see myself as glazed. i textured and colored with sand, acrylic paint, shoe polish, and rub & buff metallic goo.
tea equipment
ceramic mug covers and spoons made from coils keep tea warm, shape steam, and make for a jolly 4:00 tea.
some covers consist of a crossbar and a lid. the crossbar allows the cover to fit different mugs and cups. the lid traps the majority of tea heat but has openings through which steam can escape. as the steam comes from the quirky openings, it swirls nicely in the air, a pleasure to watch. the bird’s nest tea cover is created entirely from coils.
the spoons are made from thin slabs and coils extruded from an amputated medical syringe. thirty or so spoons were created, but only six made it through the drying process, bisque firing, glazing, and all the transfers inbetween. some were lost to air pockets or accidents – oops, i touched it and it broke – and others were so delicate and thin that they just couldn’t hold. my favorite is the exquisite copper spoon, its handle made from a single coil and its cup modeled after a rounded rectangular dessert spoon given to me by steve.