...the tough make art!!
Well, I'm not sure that's true...or that I'm particularly tough. In fact, is that even the saying? Maybe it's rough and not tough...hmmm.
In any case, I had a bit of a brutal week emotionally. The ptb gave me a great opportunity to reflect on what's REALLY important to me...and understand that although I may have wanted to embark on a specific path, denying some of my core values (in order to simplify material challenges) just won't work. So, I'm back to square one in some respects, and it's a bitch, and not easy to figure out (and yes, I'm being intentially vague).
After processing and releasing my emotional junk today (it reminds of a head cold, and when you just HAVE to blow your nose every once in a while) I had the notion, perhaps the intuitive good sense, to make some art. With already coated paper (granted, it had been sitting for a while, but hey, it still worked!) and a few images just waiting to made into digital negatives, I was ready to go. After they were printed and dried, I made a pitcher of gunpowder green tea and proceeded to bleach and tone these cyanotypes.
What can I say? Creating physical artwork, well, it just makes things better. There's something immensely empowering about this. At a time in life when so much feels out of my control, the simple act of making a few prints bolsters my faith in myself and settles a disquieted mind.
