Tuesday 9 May 2017

On a creative ride!


Its ok i am allowed to be using a spray can in this photo! I was under supervision. Those fumes from the paint were a whizz. Dunno how i got home that day. Only joking, we were wearing the standard issue face masks to protect ourselves from harm and HIV at all times. Look of course I have to take it one step further...

Yep this is the "before" shot, taken on the first day of my Certificate in Art and Creativity at the Learning Connexion. Me wearing my old lab coat ready to get down to battle with the paints. This lab coat could become a work of art itself at the end of this course as the scientist gives way to the emerging artist within me! The whole left brain right brain battle is in full swing I can tell you. One of the projects we did in the first term was to make a cast of our own faces and use it to make an alter ego of ourselves in the form of a paper mache mask. Here's my sweet little oddy of a face:

And heres my alter ego... Its "Fe man" the Iron Lady...

I have totally immersed myself in this course. THe first term started in February and finished in time for Easter. We spent Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday in a class learning to draw and paint in various styles (impressionist, expressionist, cubist). We painted indoors and outdoors. We"d draw and paint 12, 15 pictures a day. We had live models to draw in charcoal and to paint with a palet knife. We did an environmental sculpture project outdoors. It was full on! Here's some pictures of what Ive been creating in my first term. This is more to document future progress rather than blow my own trumpet. Many of these pieces have stories of pain and self loathing attached to them! As it is when you are learning to do something for the first time - there's a strong pull towards the ladies loo for a meltdown now and again. But I stood tall and bold and big and brave and thought to myself, I am Serena, the Iron Lady, I have no fear. And thought who actually really cares anyhow if I fuck it up? 





Then there was the project called The Travelling Egg. The brief was to create a package for a raw egg to travel in a A5 courier bag and to reach its destination intact. We had to work on a theme for the egg based on a brainstorm session. So I did my brainstorm and could only come up with mainly food related egg links, like omelette, pavlova, fertilization (ugh?), etc. Wasn't feeling very inspired by any of those. SO I asked J what he thought of when he thought of an egg. And he goes, Humpty Dumpty. Yes! Good old HD! Sweet. I'm thinking walls, horses, men. So off to bed all happy. Then 3am, bingo! I'm awake. The egg, the egg, how am I gonna do the egg? So not able to sleep I'm on FB checking my posts. Come across one of my crochet group posts, a link to a pattern for Donald Trump in crochet! Hahaha! Funny. Then I'm like, hang on a minute, what about "Trumpty Dumbty"???? Yes Trumpty Dumbty and his frickin Mexican wall! Oh yeah! And Putin and all his men! That's it! Woohoo! All excited now! We're on trend with Trump its all go. And I do love a bit of crochet me. So I made him a wall and added some graffiti art to it. I painted the egg to be his brain. Made a crochet head along with a flip top yellow fringe for easy access to his brain. Packed it out with fluffy stuff. And voila! One travelling Trumpty Dumbty egg.... perfick


About halfway through the term I did a weekend course in beginners jewelery making. Two days hard labour with a hand saw and a Naked flame was enough for me to realize I ain't gonna be a threat to Michael Hill (for non-kiwis replace this with H.Samuel! Stay with me, focus now!).  But I still managed to make a chain from copper wire. Each link was painfully made with love for my hunny J. Here's a pic:


I like a process me. I love a problem to solve. So when it came to the end of the term and we had to choose a course to do for a whole week, thats not just the first 3 days, but 5 days total focus on one medium, I got to do "Hot Arts". Ok settle back down, calm yourselves. I may have spent a week in a barn in the middle of nowhere with some hot knives and a vat of wax but it was far from Kinky Boots I can tell ya! It was From Wax to Bronze. The "lost wax" art of bronzing. I you tubed the heck out of that and didnt find a huge amount of inspiration. But I did find one video of a female artist who was doing something really special. So I used some of her stuff as inspiration for my wax carvings. Remember all this stuff is totally new to me and to be honest we had 3 choices to put on the form for this block week and hot arts was 3rd. So I really didnt hav high expectations especially as I had heard that Hot Arts was about making a knife. Nice. Without going too much into the details, cos I dont really know them anyhow, what you do is make a thing out of melted wax which then solidifies and you use this to form a mold which is used to pour molten bronze into at like 2000 degrees. This obviously melts the wax and fills the mold with bronze which solidifies to form a thing that will be here for hundreds of years to come. Technical eh? Ha! Here's a few pics...




 I started a 3D version of this lady which is bigger and should stand on her own rather than be placed on a wall like this piece will be once Ive cleaned it up a bit. Gives you an idea anyhow. I loved building the figure with the molten wax. Awesome. 
Ive just finished the second block week which was in Oamaru stone carving. I absolutely loved this whole process. The best bit was working out where to cut into the stone and working through the puzzle of the design. Loved it. Going back to do more of this I think....


Well its the start of Term 2 and Ive done my first class in 2D to 3D. We started by making a skull out of plasticine. I'm looking forward to playing about with different expressions with other skulls. Happy with my first attempt...

I also have a Drawing it! Class and a Painting class this term. I have been trying to practice both media during the Easter break. Here's what I came up with...




Well I can say with confidence that this has been one of the very best things I have ever done and I am totally immersed in art and creativity. I am loving it. Challenging at times but what a great feeling when you can work through it or actually decide that nah, this ones not for me, move along! 

Hope you enjoyed the update!


Tuesday 14 February 2017

Art ninja




One week at art school and I'm a street art ninja of the night.

Making connections with my community is one of the goals of art school for me. This "yarn bombing" phenomenon is out there go google it up or Instagram it and see a couple of really awesome crochet street artists, London Kaye and Olek. They are inspiring!

St valentines seems as good a day as any to heart bomb the streets of silverstream. I have tried to upload a video but if it's not playing then check it out on my FB post. Note to self - well done on editing 20 mins of dark and drizzly video down to under 2 mins! It's amazing how attached you can become to your art hahahaha! Oh and the constraints of a 3 min max upload limit for FB!

Enjoy!

Thursday 12 January 2017

A year on ... 2017






 
Well I couldn't let this day go by without a post could I? It would be rude not to. Its been a whole year since that day in January, that Thursday, the longest day for J, the shortest for me (gotta love those air heads they sure know how to fool ya into thinking you've only just closed your eyes!). The day of surgery, dun, dun, dunnnnnnnnnnnn! It feels really good to look back and smile a year on. We've had a true rollercoaster of a year, ups and downs, our hardest yet as a couple but we've grown even closer and have renewed strength and hope and sheer f*ckin JOY to be here today, a year on.

We've been doing alot of, "babe do you remember this time last year... " over the last few weeks. The weeks before Christmas 2016 when it all kicked off and we were terrified into silence, not able to talk about what we were facing to anyone but each other. We held each other up during those weeks. We held onto each other in the weeks that followed. But that day, D-day (check the post, Jan 14th), we were each alone. We each had a job to do, a fear to face, an unknown that day. We still held each other up right until we parted, right until i walked that walk down to theatre, without him, without my rock. I left him behind. I left him. I left him to cope alone, without knowing whether I would return to him. Without knowing whether I would survive. I left him. Leaving him was the hardest part. It broke my heart that day.

The BESTest part was waking up in ICU and not believing that it was all done, that intubation was a success and I had got through the operation and it was a success and i was not dead. Yes ladies and gentlemen, THAT was the bestest bit. Of course I had to get the OFFICI AL OK from J, cos I'm not gonna believe the expert nursing staff! Ha! No way baby! "Awesome!"

Funny how some stuff sticks with you for a lifetime and other stuff you just flick through in that memory book in your brain. I was clearing out my photos on my ipad this week and low and behold there is a whole series of shots of me and flappy covered in caramel glug - the eruption from the infection! All caught on camera. Yuk! Seemed really relevant at the time as I sat confined to bed in the Plastics ward showing the Docs on the 7.45am ward round. They must've thought I was a freak man. A geek freak for sure.

One thing I have learnt that I hold onto and try to remind myself everyday is that one day I will not be here. When you die you are gone. You and your beautiful mind and your funny ways are gone. I know that sounds obvious but I really dont think too many people actually feel what that is like. Its a thought that totally stops me in my tracks and I actually feel it. That loss. That sense of OMG I wont be here. I wont think anymore. I wont exist. I know it sounds obvious but it shocked me!It shocks me each time. I get in the car and Im like, I could die and then I wont ever be here again to hug, love, laugh, talk, dance, sing (badly), annoy everyone. Anyhow, maybe its PTSD from having to face potential surgery failure/death/meet your maker and then SURVIVE. But its definitely a thing I have and it does help me appreciate even those shitty days we all have when we really dont wanna talk to anyone and wanna watch SUITS all day long. Which reminds me, I am Still only on series 1 so I reckon I'm owed at least 12 duvet days to catch up!

Anyhow, think on brethren, take it from me, live each day like its your last. Love a little bit more, be kind, smile. Do that thing you've always wanted to do ...


Which is what I'm doing right! So im enrolled at The Learning Connexion, even got myself a Scholarship to part cover my fees, BOOM! Im all set for February 7th. Heres where you'll find me;;;;

In the meantime, me and my beautiful niece hit it hard with ...



And that elephant in the room got a makeover ...


So 2016 was a hard year and we were happy to see it go. But there were some beautiful moments last year that I will always remember...







 

There are many many more memories from 2016 that I could share but really, do you have the time?
After all, time is the most precious gift we can give so dont go wasting those lovely life seconds reading this old shite! Get connecting people! Lets shake the hell out of 2017 (oops! Delete delete delete!!! Reference to earthquake ugh! Thats a whole other post baby!). Seriously, keep making the most of these days we have, whatever they end up looking like, there's good in each and everyday we just gotta take the time to feel it.