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My sister Patricia
gave me this book and I highly recommend it if you are open to metaphysics.
It is published by
Harper Collins
ISBN 0 586 09171 8

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Keeping
a journal is a way of identifying what I value in life.
Why
did I start a web-log (blog)?
Because
I believe in the value of creativity in our lives and I
want to share this and inspire others.
Because
I believe in the value of journaling. And if I go public
with my journaling, I'm more likely to honour the commitment
to write regularly.
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Jacinta Leishman,
representing Pictures in Time at Paper Arts Tarts, demonstrates
a method of making beads.
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Fifi
Hedwigger
Sunday
26 March 2006
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Wow, what
a coup! I've managed to get world famous stamper, Fifi Hedwigger,
to write a column for the Studio Astarte website. Who else
but Fifi could write a column entitled "Cards That Suck"
and get away with it!
True,
she's made some unkind comments about the work I gave her
to analyse, but I guess I had it coming, and it's all in the
name of education.
Once you've
read to the bottom of "Cards That Suck", follow
the link to my interview with Fifi.
Read
"Cards That Suck"
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Quantum
Physics
Friday
24 March 2006
As we approach
the end of March, I've been reflecting on what a magnificently creative
three months I have had so far in 2006, and how grateful I am to
have documented it in my blog. Then I wondered, has the blog contributed
to my output? Has the journaling process (particularly since it
is so public) motivated me to produce more than I normally do? I
think it has.
I remembered
something I learned about quantum physics through a book called
the Holographic Universe by Michael Talbot:
Tiny tiny subatomic
particles like electrons have a shape-shifter ability. They can
function as either waves or particles. Because they can transform
back and forth from one thing to another, it is hard to categorise
them so these subatomic particles have their own category called
quanta. The really interesting thing is that many physicists believe
these quanta convert to particles (solid matter) only when they
are being observed. Otherwise they are waves.
I think it is
amazing that the basic stuff our universe is made of is either solid
(when we're looking) or it is not (when we're not)! Makes you question
the reality or solidity of all things, doesn't it?
So
I was comparing this fact to my life as a productive artist. Like
quanta manifesting as particles when they are being observed, I
am most productive/creative when I am being observed - even if it
is just me that is observing myself. Take the analogy a step further
and you can say I am most physically real when I am being observed.
I certainly feel happiest when I am achieving lots, and happiness
is at the core of my authentic self.
  

Immersed
in Feltmaking
Tuesday
14 March 2006

I've just completed
four days of feltmaking with a little polymer clay and a couple
of field trips thrown in. The piece above features samples I started
in Polly Stirling's Nuno Felting workshops (see
February archives). During the past weekend I
linked together the samples with strips of felt, backed the piece
with stiff interfacing and hung it on an orange wall above a wide
door in our family room.
The
end result of my long weekend: I finished four scarves, a table
runner and another wall-hanging besides the one shown above. I also
felted two small wall pieces to be embellished with stitching down
the track. Confession: I also attempted two large nuno wraps, neither
of which turned out as planned and they'll have to be cut up for
use in other projects.
There's
not enough space on this page to show all my photos, so please click
here if you are interested in the pictorial documentary, or "blogumentary",
I created:
Feltmaking
Photos
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Giving
one's self the time and space to work creatively is just as
refreshing as going away on holiday. Maybe
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Artist
Weekend
Sunday
12 March 2006
It's
a long weekend and the boys left for a four day camping trip Friday
morning. It's just me and the dog, here, so I have declared this
an "Artist's Weekend'. WHOOPPEE! Apart from working on the
blog, just about everything I do must be in pursuit of MAKING. I
decided to focus on feltmaking and polymer clay. As the weekend
evolved, I decided to create some pieces that combine the two mediums.
Friday
I was off to a great start. There was a phone call from Linden Gallery
saying I'd sold both polymer clay pieces I'd entered in their Postcard
Exhibition. Just the thing I needed to put me in an artist's frame
of mind. I set up the dining room table for felt making and pulled
out all my fibers. Hmmm, would like a few more colours, so I made
an appointment for Saturday to visit Chrissy at Fibre
Fusion.I then took a break to drop-off a painting and an assemblage
at my favourite framer, Icon Frames, then wandered two doors down
to Lumina Gallery. This is owned by Cathering O'Leary and the gallery
specialises in textile art. It's at 89 Waverley Road, East Malvern.
Luckily for me, Elizabeth Armstrong was there, hanging work for
her solo exhibition (11-31 March, Tues-Sun 10am to 5pm). Wow, here's
a feltmaker who isn't scared of colour! The work was really cheerful.
I decided it is a wonderful thing, to create art that lifts the
spirits! I went home and started my own feltmaking, and kept at
it till midnight.
Saturday.
How should an artist start the day? With a great breakfast. I went
to the Turtle Bean Cafe in Poath Road, Hughesdale and had my favourite
chai latte and a huge breakfast, including turtle beans. These are
sort of like baked beans and I'm told they are very nutritious.
They originated in South America.
I
finished felting two pieces I'd started the night before; left them
to dry and drove off for a big field trip "up north" to
East Kew. First I spent an hour at Abracadabra, an antiquarian book
store that also sells old photos, postcards and other ephemera.
I picked up a copy of Frazer's The Golden Bough - a must for lovers
of mythology. Can't believe I've gone all these years without owning
it. Then I went to Chrissy's and drooled over the felted samples
in her home-based shop. I left with two big bags of fiber and the
needle-felted wool "fabric" she specialises in. THEN I
drove to Manningham Gallery in Doncaster to catch the Selvedges
textile group exhibition there. Fantastic. I've seen two great
exhibitions featuring felt in two days. Home for more feltmaking
of my own. And I'm only halfway through my Artist's (long) Weekend!
When I report again, I'll share some photos of what I've created.

Big
Fish
Sunday
5 March 2006

Yarra River, Melbourne, Australia
Melbourne will
host the Commonwealth Games this month and the city is getting ready.
George, Chris and I strolled up and down the banks of the Yarra
to see this huge art installation being prepared. Each fish represents
a different nation participating in the games. Most had little information
plaques so we could identify the fish and why it was chosen. It
is great to see public works of art like this. I wonder what will
become of the fish when the games are over?

Paper
Arts Tarts
Saturday
4 March 2006

The
"tarts" are shopping, folding origami,
painting journal covers and making artist trading cards.
Twice a year
I hold Paper
Arts Tarts events at Mt Waverley Community Centre. The catch-cry
is "bring your own scissors". All else is provided for
people to sit and craft or stand and shop. We also had some gorgeous
art journals to look at this time around. Here's Rae, minding the
journals. The sign says "Please wear white gloves for Journal
Handling".

You can see
samples of these luscious art journals on The
Thread Studio website.
We would have
liked a bigger crowd, but all in all it was a fantastic day for
the customers who came along and they walked away with some gorgeous
creations. We make a donation from our door entries and this time
the money goes to the Cancer Council. Next Paper Arts Tarts event:
17 June. We'll be making our donation to Beyond Blue.

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I'm
Stacey DeJean Apeitos, working (and playing) in the craft industry
and exploring how creativity operates in my life.
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