Making art is like life, unpredictable. You never know how things will turn out or even what you will find interesting and absorbing. This time last year I was in the midst of cluing up the closure of my mother's house as she prepared to moved to an assisted living home. If you are old enough to be involved in such life changes you already know that they are bitter sweet. One of the positives for me was finding all sorts to objects that had meaning to my mother and family.
While I had many ah ha moments, I was quite taken with Mom's collection of doilies. Of course they are white (my current obsession) and many were hand crafted (very important to me). I couldn't see donating them to a charity, so I bundled them up and away we went. Since then they have been in my studio in a bag - I knew they were destined for art; only the what, how and why remained elusive. I'm moving along with them. Here are my first creations:
|Doily #1 (2014) encaustic on cradled panel , 8 x 8 in. Margaret Ryall|
|Doily #2, 2014, encaustic on cradled panel, 8 x 8 in. Margaret Ryall|
Where do I go from here?
This work seems to fit nicely in my current white series that I've been working on for over a year. Doily #1 & 2 do not need colour for interpretation. They exist and are readable solely by texture. The small square format will allow me to present them in grid format as a sampler. Fitting given the topic.