As it seems to be the week for blogging artists such as Caio and Brian to invite you into their studios, I thought I would begin my post with some views of what will be my private atelier for the next four months. As some of you know, since last summer, Brian and I have been sharing a large space that we were subletting from an established local artist who needed some time away from her work to refresh her creativity. There was always an understanding that we would be turning the room back over to her in the summer of 2011, and while we kept a watchful eye over her tools and works in storage, representing a long and full career in multiple media, there was always a limit to how far we could claim the space as our own. So, last month when a new rental opened up down the hall in the same building, we jumped on it, even though the lease began in March, a little sooner than we needed it.
The added expense of paying for two studios for the next four months will certainly be far outweighed by the chance for each of us to expand into our own rooms and both create and exhibit our works separately during the big Open Studios event at Vernon Street on April 30th and May 1st. Brian has already shown the happy results of his new occupancy in his last post. The other side of that story is that the wall you have seen for many months in Brian’s posts as the background to his paintings in progress is now completely empty – and completely mine.
I must say there is both excitement and anxiety in facing the large white expanse I will be filling with my own creations over the next several weeks. With Brian’s worktable and supplies gone, there is a large central area available to me now that will be perfect for some ambitious photo shoots, as well as allowing me to set up a display environment more like an official gallery. In many ways it is time to put away little things, like the box of scarves and wristies that I will not be making or selling again until late in the year, and rise to a whole new level of professionalism as a photographer.
Ready for storage
I will miss the quiet pleasures of gathering yarns and putting color combinations together to complete in a predictable number of hours an affordable and attractive item that requires little promotion to make a sale and see it go out into the world to be enjoyed. One of my last pieces on the fiber side of my creative activities was a scarf my mother requested after she saw what a beautiful scarf I made for my Dad recently. In the interest of fairness, and keeping their 58 year long marriage going, not to mention ensuring that my father actually gets to wear the scarf I made for him, I created a new scarf to my mother’s taste. She is as big a lover of black and white studies in contrast as I am, and you can see the proof below in the creation I mailed to her yesterday. This piece is the perfect transition to the black and white images I will be focusing on in my photographic works. It was very hard not to keep it for myself!
But now I must turn my attention to photography, a slower, more difficult, uncertain and demanding process, in creation and in promotion. Technically, I have a lot to learn, and personally, a lot to discover about myself. As I sat in the studio the first night that Brian’s things were all gone and I was alone for the first time in that beautiful empty space, beginning to feel myself rise to the occasion of being its one and only resident creative force, I sensed that everything that will be done and enjoyed in this realm of possibility over the next intense few months was already there with me, like friendly ghosts of the future I can’t wait to meet, and that is just as eager to meet me.
Shadow of a Future Self
Until then, I imagine there will be much traffic up and down the hall over the next few weeks as Brian and I visit each other. He has everything he needs in his new space to keep busy, inspired and entertained, including a nice big refrigerator for snacks and adult beverages! But the larger space of which I’ll be guardian still has the more comfortable lounging section for whenever we or our fellow decadent artists need to meet, relax, and unwind after a hard day at work, under a string of blue lights.
After the end and before the beginning
Like the seasons about to turn, I am in that moment after the end and before the beginning, when everything and everything is possible. All the best to each and every one of you as we wait for what promises to be an amazing spring!