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Three vertebrae from an unknown animal found grouped together while on a canoe trip on the North Channel of Lake Huron. The Georgian Bay area is one of the most beautiful places in the world (I'm biased because I grew up in that area) and inspired many of the landscape paintings of the Group of Seven. If you click on this link, the painting you will see is The Bay of Islands by Franklin Carmichael and that's close to where I found these vertebrae.

These are wild cucumber pods collected in my backyard. I have a whole basket of them. I removed their prickly outer skins because I had a plan for the inner skeletons but never realized that plan. Some day...

These are pieces of shale that I collected in the Eastern Townships of Quebec while waiting on the side of the road for CAA (Canadian Auto Association) to come and tow away my beloved Toyota Tercel which had broken down. Sadly, that was its last journey.

My Jerzy is a gardener. He grows and nurtures things. If he finds a seed, he plants it. These are the thorns of tangerine trees planted by Jerzy at his old office. He planted a few trees in pots while he worked there as an electrical engineer and now he only does contracts for them and goes in once a week (I think primarily to tend to the plants!). He feels that the tangerine trees are his responsibility so he removes the thorns for public safety :) and brings them to me.

These are beech seed pods collected on a lovely walk in the Sudeten Mountains area in the Czech Republic, close to Jerzy's sister's place in Poland. She lives right on the border in a town called Paczkow. It's a beautiful region and we did many lovely walks through hills, forests and fields.

Snail shells collected on the shores of Lake Kagawong at our family cottage. This is on Manitoulin Island where I grew up and where my parents still live. A most beautiful place.

After I returned from Nunavik, in a kind of romantic, nostalgic gesture, I dug out the stones that were stuck in the bottom of my hiking boots and saved them as a record of where I had walked and journeyed. And now I do it still, as a kind of ritual. I have no idea where these particular stones came from but they are a marker of my feet's travels...
The street fair was a great success. Despite forecasts of rain, the weather held out until about 90 minutes before official closing time. The streets were full of people and the artist demonstrators at Mouche Studio Gallery were kept very busy sharing our techniques. There was a music festival going on as well and we were close enough to one of the stages to hear some great music. A fun day! 
Hudson is a town of about 5000 people so our two main streets are not that big. This is one of them, blocked off for the street fair.

Me at my booth demonstrating my cast paper techniques. Got a bit of a sunburn!

Melissa and her mosaics. Is that a nipper in her hand?

Joanna with her funky safety glasses and her trusty torch forming a glass bead.
Thanks for all the encouragement for finishing (and starting) my cards but perhaps cards are not in the cards for now. Yesterday almost everything that could go wrong did go wrong. My cast paper fragments that I cast on Thursday night were not dry (except the two pictured above) and are still not dry this morning even though I've had heat and fans working all night. When I realized that I could not work with cast paper yesterday, I tried making some ink drawings with some new inks that I have. As I mentioned before, I'm not very experienced at drawing or painting except in an intuitive way, so I just experimented and had fun with them. I enjoyed making them but made very few. I realize now that these will not be very cost effective, selling them as cards. It takes too much time and people will not pay much for a card. It's a lot of work and energy for a few dollars. I may be better off framing them as small ink works. Here's the dilemma (that most artists face)...I could go into mass production and make some very cute and quick cards that would sell well but would not be "me". Or I could stick with my style and my vision, take the time needed, charge what I think is fair, and those who like the work will buy it, even though the work may not be a big seller. Yup, that's what I will do. So no cards today! But I will do my cast paper demonstration today so I'd better go and get set up! Below are my ink drawings.


Now that I have exposed my vulnerability by showing you my very dull shoes, I will reveal another flaw. I am a procrastinator extraordinaire, cursed with the terrible affliction of not being able to make art unless I have some sort of outside commitment like a show. One of my great joys is making art but I can't seem to do it without a looming deadline. I'm sure it has something to do with fear of failure, fear of success, frozen by perfectionism, or some other common human neurosis. Anyway, the bottom line is that I do well with a nice tight deadline. And today I've got one. This weekend Hudson is having their annual street fair and some of the artists at Mouche Studio Gallery will be doing demonstrations in their media. I will have a table showing my process of cast paper and perhaps some sewing on paper. So I thought it might be a good idea to make some cards to sell. I was hoping to go into full production mode this week and produce some cards but for three days I was struggling with a migraine. So yesterday I headed into my studio and made a start. And I'll be there again today. What gets done gets done. Pictured above are a few fragments of some old work (acrylics and collage)that I will incorporate into some cards. Tomorrow I will post some of the cards that I plan to make today. Wish me luck!
Every Sunday since 1979, people have been meeting at the foot of Mount Royal in Montreal to participate in the Tam Tam Jam. Drummers gather and play together in various drum circles while others participate in their own ways: dancing, juggling, acrobatics, hacky-sack and all kinds of other weird and wonderful antics. I used to go on a regular basis in the late 80's when I lived in the neighbourhood. This Sunday I went with my sister Maureen and her partner, Becky, who are visiting from Nova Scotia. It was a wonderful afternoon. We found a shady spot and just hung out with the hundreds of people who were gathered there. What a lovely way to spend an afternoon, people-watching while listening to the rhythmic beat of the drums.
Friday was vernissage evening at Mouche Mosaics! Behold the yummy food we were privileged to try. I am one of about eight artists who exhibit and sell their work at Mouche Studio Gallery here in Hudson. It's an intimate and lovely space promoting the work of local artisans. It's run by Melissa Davidson who does mosaic workshops and mosaic commissions and Anne Brisson who creates papier mache sculpture, drawings, and functional art. Here are some photos of their work:
Two of Anne's "works in progress"... although I love them in their raw form.
This piece just sold!
And this "cat creature" is waiting for a home.
Melissa's mosaic mouche (fly in French)!

...and more of Melissa's stuff. Watch for her favourite tool on an upcoming "tool tuesday". Can you guess what it may be?
In addition to Anne and Melissa, there were four other artisans at the vernissage. Here are some peeks at their work:
Joanna's work

Camilla's work

Yoshiko's work

Jo's last post got me thinking about repetition in nature and multiples in general. This is a metal piece I found laying on the road many years ago while I was attending art school. For some reason it interested me and I asked a friend to make multiples of it in the jewellery studio. I wasn't sure what I would do with these pieces and eventually I created a kind of bouquet from the 13 new pieces that had been made. For the past 12 years they have been displayed individually, each "flower" with its group of "stems" side by side, stapled onto my wall. A strange decoration indeed, but pleasing to me. But now I have taken them down and brought them together to be photographed in a bouquet. I like the bunchiness of them.
I've lived in this area for about 12 years now, and until recently, I'd never heard of the Lachute flea market (marché aux puces in French). A few weeks ago, two people on two separate occasions, told me about it, and since then I keep hearing about it. So I decided I would go with my friend Tina, an art school buddy who lives in Ottawa. We don't see each other very often but when we met up a few weeks ago and I realized what a flea market fan she was, I knew we had to go! It was about a 90-minute drive for her and a 60-minute drive for me. The flea market was huge! There was a great fiddler playing in the snack bar area and even a few people dancing to his music. There was a guy selling amazing sausages (which we sampled later). There was another guy demonstrating his "magic sponge". There was everything from fresh fruits and vegetables to the usual made-in-china stuff to antiques to just junk. We spent most of our time at the "just junk" stands. Tons of fun going through bins of old rusty things! I couldn't resist taking a photo of all these shiny scissors! And here is what we bought:
And here are my treasures! A collection of rusty doorknob plates (I plan to make some mini-assemblages with them eventually), a collection of tiny lightbulbs (not sure why I am attracted to these but I will find a use for them), copper seal rings (probably will incorporate these into some jewellery pieces) and a beautiful (antique?) object used for weaving. I was told it was over 100 years old, but who knows... I will rely on blog-readers to tell me its proper name. I got all these treasures for a grand total of $12.00. Hope to visit again...