Stuff I sent to Gail
Stuff Gail sent to me
My art to Gail (front)
My art to Gail (back)
My art to Gail
Gail's art to me
Gail's art to me
Because I told Gail I wouldn't talk about her art, I won't. However, I would like to discuss on my own feelings that occurred doing my own art project. I actually didn't want to use the Sonja Henie ephemera because it felt "precious" to me. Gail goaded me into using it, but in a good way. One of the reasons for doing this exchange is to NOT deem anything "precious" or "too good to use." My house is full of "art potential" that I'm afraid to use because it is too prized or dear.
BUT
The real reason is I may fuck it up.
(That's a whole can of worms for another time.)
I was nervous at first and I am very pleased my brain processed the fact that if I did silk ribbon embroidery, my initial idea, I would, indeed, fuck up. I suppose if I adhered it to fabric first, it may have been OK, but I didn't want to do that. So, with my fingers mentally crossed, I very carefully and slowly did the embroidery with some sparkly thread. I am pleased I pushed myself to get over the notion that something is too good to use. I now have an association to refer to when I get that "Oh, it's too special" feeling again.
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