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Creativity and making things

I haven’t written a post in a long time.  Forgive me.  I was dwelling on old things and the day to day of running Mirrix and life.  But during that time I have also been making new things.  Something I am always doing to a point.  Sometimes I am recreating old things, maybe changing them slightly or using different materials.  Sometimes I am weaving.  But sometimes I am using a variety of other techniques to quench my unquenchable need to create.  Something.  Always.  I carry a big bag wherever I go filled with “my  toys.”  And yes, sometimes there is a mini-mirrix in my bag.

I tend to overdo everything I do.  I can’t just make one of something.  I have to keep making that thing until I’ve played out every scenario.  Each time is different. Each time brings a slight change or increases my understanding of the medium and/or the materials (which includes necessarily color).

I have been making crochet hand-painted silk bags (some including beads) since a month before Christmas.  They were something I could make while doing other things and the colors of the hand-painted silk kept me endlessly intrigued and engaged.  It is hard for me to weave while doing anything else more demanding than listening to the radio.  But I can  crochet and read a book at the same time.  I can crochet and watch a movie.  I don’t have one of those cool set ups with a big screen and a comfy couch with a perfect table in front on which to place a loom.  My entertainment center sits on my desk in the  form of a Mac computer.  Sometimes I can really kick back in my  big desk chair and throw my feet on the desk until something starts to go numb.  So weaving (although I have managed it) is not such a simple, elegant thing for me when watching a movie.  Plus, I have to think when I weave whereas making a crochet bag out of silk I have already painted is pretty mindless. I also knit and, most recently, I began teaching myself embroidery.

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Yesterday, I painted kilos of silk. And it inspired me.  The silk now hangs on a dryer in the bathroom because it is too cold to hang it outside in the wind.  I keep sneaking into the bathroom to look at it.  I absorb the colors and then walk away.  Color is endlessly fascinating.

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Today I started making a basket from the silk.  I am trying to figure out how to incorporate branches or some other material for strength although the basket does seem like it might stand on its own.  I used a thread of hand-painted silk and a gold thread.

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Now to wind all those kilos of silk onto bobbins!  It’s mindless, but I kind of like it.  It has its place!

3 Responses to Creativity and making things

  1. Dianne Edgett - Reply

    February 15, 2013 at 11:18 am

    Lol! I think I have found my twin! I’m always doing the same thing, recreating something to make it better, trying new materials, different textures, tons of different medium in knitting, learning to weave, crochet, embroidery, cross stitch, applique, quilting, beading, painting in oils, water and acrylic, as well as sketching…to name a few. And now I’m going to try a wall painting of a family tree which I am determined to do and forget I’m in a wheelchair while doing this. I have so many things I want to do, learn and check out and I pray I have enough lifespan to do it all! Just LOVE the way you think! Please keep it up. (y) (y) (y)

  2. stitchedupmama - Reply

    February 15, 2013 at 6:28 pm

    The painted silk is LUSCIOUS! =D

  3. Andrea Baldwin - Reply

    February 16, 2013 at 5:17 am

    Not sure whether Claudia or Elena wrote this, but as I read it, I thought: Claudia. Sounds like you, Claud. And, I just want to say—You are awesome. The colors are brilliant. I feel like such a boring human. Anyway, wanted you to know that I enjoy following your adventures with art and life and color and texture. So glad there are people like you in the world, that keep it interesting for the rest of us mundane humans! Keep it up, girl!
    Love, Andy (didn’t you used to call me Andy? Can’t remember for sure. Hardly anyone calls me that any more).

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