Stall, rest, heal

Late April and May have been physically challenging to say the least. Whirlwind of pain, medications, confusion, illness, lethargy, maybe even a spot of existential panic.

I've not been in studio often, and when I am, I am more drawn to looking at very old pieces of past projects, or raw components for making larger things, than I am to creating a new project.

 Handmade sheet glass from pre-2010, filled with air pockets and imperfections.

Handmade sheet glass from pre-2010, filled with air pockets and imperfections.

With family on my mind, I came in one day, delirious & discouraged, and created a portrait for each of us. I never did like how they turned out, but I preserve them as-is, as a testament to how I felt about my kin, that afternoon, that week, that year.

 Left & middle undecided which is Mother and which is Child; right is Father. To the right a small grease marker sketch.

Left & middle undecided which is Mother and which is Child; right is Father. To the right a small grease marker sketch.

 Detail of Mother?, flat black gouache and Phano grease marker.

Detail of Mother?, flat black gouache and Phano grease marker.

 Detail of Father, poured gouache and MSG solution, scratched with patterning.

Detail of Father, poured gouache and MSG solution, scratched with patterning.

Personal challenges abound this month, and yet symbolic objects, tiny projects, omen-like scribbles continue to emerge from my shop, egging me on, making me make.