Arts

I decided to upload some images of some of my artwork from the last semester and a bit of what I've done this summer--mostly from last semester. I have been in an unfortunately flighty artistic mood and have few completed projects to show thus far.

This piece is my first piece of embroidery, completed in drawing class (yes- drawing class) last semester. It was one of the most enjoyable classes. We all sat in the middle of the room, some on the floor, some on chairs, essentially sewing together. Our professor sent us out to get some supplies, and we returned with bags of buttons (which I am currently using to decorate a shelf) and handkerchiefs. 

I very much enjoy the idea of happy things coming out of strange or rather unexpected places.  

A few times, I have travelled to a spectacularly beautiful place called Essipit, a Native-Canadian populated area on the St. Lawrence Seaway, just where it is beginning to widen quite significantly. We rented a condo on the rocks and each day we would spend hours walking out along the relatively treacherous cliffs to reach our special spot. It was entirely worth the journey, though admittedly the journey was half the joy of it.

We would sit near the edge of this rather large cliff that looked like a giant, jagged step to the deep water of the seaway. There, whales would surface frequently, heaving breaths that could be heard for great distances, blowing water out of their spouts and fluking their tales. 

At night, from the back porch of our condo, we could look out onto the water and in the beam of moonlight stretched out over the water, a dark mound would rise gracefully out of the water and spray water with a loud aquatic sigh, the droplets sparkling and subsequently disappearing into the night.

I hold that memory quite dear, and smile at the thought of one of those whales surfacing, heaving one of those massive breaths, and sprouting flowers from its blowhole-- a girl can dream. In fact, dreaming is the best part. I can live in reality and love the beauty of what is actually, literally, before my eyes, and then I can allow my mind to develop its own little world, in which I can also take delight.