Guys! I made a thing! It's the very first bust that's semi-complete (30%) and I'm super duper happy about how it's coming together. Line walked past it and commented on how the bust seems to encompass a sense of fragility which I really didn't quite realize was a sort of crux in my work right now. The paper came out perfect and is so lovely to stitch into. I'm embracing the messiness of it (as seems to be the mantra of my life right now). Today I painted the vejigante mask. I made sure it was runny and bright and then washed over the colors with watered down gesso to mute them. I drilled holes all along the edges and plan to stitch the mask to the bust. I feel like it needs to float. I really like the edges. I like that stitching the half vejigante mask as an action feels a lot like the abstract idea of stitching a narrative. I like that my bust isn't immediately recognizable. That it's grey and somewhat anonymous yet so deeply vulnerable and personal. So excited to make the next one! I also need to post about some more readings soon!
This blog functions as a space for me to articulate what goes into making my artwork. As it goes, artists are supposedly notorious for being verbose and confusing writers that often come off as pretentious, pompous asses. That hopefully won't happen here. I intend to be as informal as possible. If you've made it this far I probably don't have to warn you that some of this might be NSFW because nudity is known to literally, and irreversibly, burn corneas.*