My artist residency (did I say that right?) begins at theGRID on Wednesday 1st Feb. I am looking forwards to it, a home away from home, and I can probably draw on the walls.
I am currently midway through a huge felting project, definitely related to the commencement of this latest adventure.
You may recognise this cylindrical shape as a measure of hookrug wool. I do not want to make a hookrug in this colour, but I can hopefully find a use for it, as a length of rough, ugly felt (it’s still a bit of a secret the as to the why).
Then, using a chopping board and a barbaric steel-bristled wide brush, I turn the pulled apart ply into:
Shitty, ugly fluff! For my health (in case you were wondering) after working with it, I wipe everything in the vicinity down with a wet cloth. It can get into eyes and sinuses, and will be very irritating when it does.
It’s taking a while get this mountain of wool done, there’s a couple of different colours and a couple of different hanks in each, bags of hanks, boxes of bags. My grandfather used to hook rugs. When he stopped, I got many things that were left over. Join me soon for part two.
Visual artist originally from Australia, travelling the world creating crocheted wearable art and functional textile pieces.
Sustainable art and slow fashion made from recycled fabrics, wools and metal.
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