The working title of this piece is The view never changes when.... but as I have continued to work on it and have added a constellation to the sky, I think the new title might be 'From the Stars' because I like to believe that we all have the a bit of stardust in us. ;-) Enjoy the summer and perhaps you'll see the final piece if you're in Portland, OR visiting Blackfish Gallery in August.
With the addition of embroidery, I have moved the work for my August 2009 at Blackfish Gallery in slightly different direction than that of the original 'Home' series. The 'Home' series began as a broad exploration of what 'Home' is and devolved into the specific homey activity of embroidery. Young girls learned embroidery at home and at school by making samplers which they would keep to remind them of the stitches they learned. I've taken the idea of a sampler and made it contemporary with the use of screenprinting and instead of bible versus I've used modern phrases such as 'Dude' and 'Right on!' Enjoy and keep on stitching!
Seems to me that, sitting and talking with family and friends becomes a more important part of life as we mature. And unfortunately we can't or aren't always near enough to drop by for a chat or a cup of tea. So, when you can, keep that bond strong by making a call or writing a comment on Facebook! See you next week!
Coming home from school everyday, I expected to have something to eat right away. My grandfather never disappointed me - tinula (chicken soup), bindoongoo (better experienced than described, trust me), taboongao (opo squash soup with atsuete powder and pork) the list goes on! Hence the image of the pot which is always full of food and full of memories.
And just because the location has changed - Portland, OR and instead of Hawaii - the full pot policy has not. It is embedded deep in my psyche. When we go backpacking, where we try to cut down on as much weight as possible, I make sure Matt always carries at least 5 pounds extra of food. Shh, don't tell him. Because no matter where you are, especially if you're not at HOME, food is important! Check back next week for further developments on the HOME Series.
As a child growing up in Honolulu, HI, the neighborhood I lived in had an 'Open Door' policy. We would just walk into any house and see if there was something to eat or if there was anyone around who could play with us. Then, "Home" meant comfort, food, playmates, and if you were naughty, 'da slippah', belt or extension cord. Good times. We weren't often naughty but there was always the mango tree to escape to!
Greetings! I've begun work on a new series which I am currently calling 'HOME'. There is no statement yet, that usually happens AFTER the work is done! But I have been thinking about what 'HOME' means to me. I am constantly thinking of my childhood in Hawaii, eating, playing and also of what home means to me now. I'll be focusing on the HOME series until the Aug. 2009 opening so any work shown in the weekly challenges blog will be all about 'HOME'. ;-) Stay tuned!