Pressings

Another invitation, this time to my very first solo show! I've been part of squillions of group shows but never really thought about doing a solo show until nice Alison from Megalo invited me to be part of this year's program. It's a bit scary, having a show all to one's ownsome, especially when nearly everything you've produced in the last few years has done the traps over and over and over...

So I decided to have a playful show, full of things I've never shown before and things I've very rarely shown, some made as souvenirs of printing experiences and others made from recycled stuff. If you want to read my 'formal' statement, click this post's title and it will whisk you through the interweb portal to my Big Girl website. Otherwise, stick around here and I'll do my best to amuse you.



That's not a non sequitur. I've just spent two days cutting a weeny ladder out of paper, 9mm wide and (so far) 1000mm long. It's not a piece I could have made at home with the cats. I started preparing for this show with one idea, and I'm coming out the other end with something quite different as my imagination kicks in and my paper drawers are delved -- something akin to Indiana Jones looking for treasure. There are old pieces, and brand new pieces, but even the brand new pieces don't use brand new materials. It's like op shopping, or second-hand book buying: I'm making things that reuse bits & pieces redolent with my memories but they're hopefully going to resonate with other people as well. Gawd, I hope so!

No photos yet, only the invite, which will hopefully entice some of you to come and have (another) glass of wine on me, or to skulk in the gallery when I'm not there. Set-up is two weeks tomorrow, and every time I walk into the space, I get slightly panicky about how much room there is, and I go back to my studio and remind myself not to be scared of space. Space is good. Space allows things to breathe...

...things like me. breathe. breathe. make. make. focus.