My run at Annemarie Gardens’ Artists in Action has come to a close, and a bittersweet one at that. It was such an amazing experience. The artists I got to meet and work with were just awesome people and artists in their mediums, getting the opportunity to be around them was such a blessing.
Like all things though, my time there had to come to an end and that was sad. I admit there were tears. I’ve never had such an amazing time like this around such terrific people so it was sad to see it come to a close.
But, I have come away with new ideas and directions. Everyone loved watching me needlefelt. In fact, one woman came up and proclaimed – “I’ve wet felted and read about needle felting but never seen anyone doing it, you’re so exotic!” Never in my life have I been called exotic! So I fell into a needle felting frenzy since folks really enjoyed that.
A fellow fiber artist bought one of my pieces to work into one of her nuno felted shawls or table runners! I am so honored that she felt my work worthy to be included in a piece of hers.
My last piece I made there, I was feeling blue at the thought of leaving and used the colorful background trying to force myself into a “happy place”. I sat there staring at it not knowing what to make with it, coming up with a blank I left for lunch and to go home to let our pups out. As I as coming back Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness’ song Cecelia and the Satellite came on (which has deep meaning for my husband and I) and the line resonated again – “I’m the satellite and you’re the sky”. So, I got back and that was the inspiration for my piece –
I have some larger pieces in mind – really large. I’ll be starting one as soon as I straighten up my studio to have it done to submit for an exhibition at Annmarie Gardens called Folksy. I’m going to be working on a piece for FiberArts Now Fiber Transformed and then for their fall Excellence in Fiber V.
So, while I’m sad at this most wonderful adventure ending I’m very excited about the ideas it has sparked. As Semisonic said in Closing Time – Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.