process, post process, unprocess, process until my eyes pop out and my family screams to be fed

Hi.

Honestly, I don't know if it's just the week of sick and fevers, surely that has a lot to do with it, but I just don't like my photos lately (And I'm not even going to talk about my main medium -textiles - whatever is happening there). This has happened before, usually if I ignore myself for a bit I discover I've learned something, or whatever it is that isn't working for me or how to do something new.

Peter says I tend to over complicate my subject matter (I think I'm exploring relationships...) so then I simplify, complicate, simplify, stick the camera on auto everything, ignore, moan, use my phone camera, buy more film (which I never show you anyway...), agonise, annoy my friends, simplify, complain...until that elusive whatever it is my subconscious is trying figure out comes to the surface, if. About as productive as yelling from the bedroom door in the middle of the night at your 6 month old and toddler to just go to sleep for anything's sake can't you see we've had it with the crying already? "Do you want your mummy to go completely INSANE? Well DO YOU????"

Not that I've ever done that. ahem. And if I did I then got out of there really fast and slept in the car.

And..well I was going somewhere with this but those two little girls 2 1/2 years and a much healthier mum later need some help getting ready for bed. NOW, I'm told...

I think the point was I should remember just to play...play play play. So I did. All day, well mostly, today with the girls. Then, though I don't normally do much post-processing on my photos beyond brightness and simple fast stuff I had a play with picnik. The images still aren't working for me, but at least it was fun :)

Ok.

J

PS - thanks for your comments yesterday.

Also if you want to find out more about any of the photos above just click on one and it will take you through to flickr. Where I've written a bit more in the tags, titles, etc, etc.

I'm really off now...bye

lines

I was browsing my files and found these two from our recent Canberra trip. Beautiful lines at my girls' grandparents house.

Wondering if perhaps I should only post when I have something I've made to show you. Do you like the life stuff? Do you like the random post? Photos of things I find inspiring? What do you like? I know what I like to do but I wonder about you. Who you are, where you are, I know where some of you are because occasionally I do look at my stats; I try to say hello to those of you wonderful people following as I have the chance, Sometimes I'm quiet too. Wondering, wondering.

I played with my feed just a little...to try and fix things up from the url change. If you use a reader you may need to update, but I am not 100% clear on how these things work, nor will I ever be certain :) Wondering, wondering. Also those of you who come directly to this site, does it take a long time to load? It's a funny thing to write these things in a post, but I do wonder. I wonder what sort of person you think I am from what I write. Been wonderin' lots lately. About me, about you too.

Hope you've had or will have a good Saturday depending on where you are in the world.

We moved some bookshelves and our lounge room feels more 'loungy' I think.

Love,
Jeana

eowyn felts: 1, 2, 3

"Can I put my hands down now, mummy?"

"Ok. Sorry."

Making Christmas pressies for her kinder teachers. She didn't feel too well again today, but enjoyed her bath.

We are cleaning and rearranging furniture this weekend (I hope). 'Tis time. Have any plans?

J

another palette

Thought I'd share another palette I seem drawn too and some words which are seemingly irrelevant.

Two little girls with fevers this week. Both are now well enough to be somewhat energetic and exceptionally cheeky with frequent bouts of grumpiness.

I still have the sniffles. My kind caring husband has been briefed and forewarned that I am going to bed soon, leaving him to MC the evening 'routines.' In fact he is just out the door with two little ducks not far behind for a summer evening play in the park.

Ahhh - peace, quiet.

I'm going to go clean the butter off of a favourite doll (better not to ask - it's been on my to do list for a week now) and then go to bed.

added 5 min later: ummmmm - that's a favourite doll of my 2.5 year old. Nani regularly raids the fridge for substances with which she can paint walls, floors, toys ... sometimes I don't catch her in time... yes, I felt that probably needed slightly more clarification (not the butter) after a thought...

Love,
J

angle

Dear friends,

Thank you so much for your feedback on my artist statement ... it feels so right to have put it out there, yet I feel incredibly vulnerable as well...something akin to fear; that I now won't be able to live up to others expectations...fear of what's next I suppose. From what I gather this is pretty normal!!!

And it is funny how the angle of a photo can make something look so different:


{Side view of photo in previous post}

"Swings"
broken glass, rusty bottle tops, other found bits and pieces from playgrounds we visit, foam core and cotton thread. 35cm x 25cm x 7cm approx.

Closer:


I do love how the tiny crochet softens the sharpness of the glass.

These photos were taken for my folio (to hand in for assessment), before I painted the foam core a slightly warmer tone of white...will document finished piece one of these days :)

Previously posted here, in progress.

Again thank you! I promise not to dwell too much on the fear - just keep moving forward, making...enjoying making.

Love,
Jeana