My exhibition to honour the spirits of the women from the Lasalle spinning mills where I had my artist residency.
Read MoreKobo paper pinpricked and backlit on a window for l'exposition
L'exposition
in Storytelling, Paper
Flying free
in Paper
Flying free like the moths at La Filature artist residency making paper and mono printing.
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My first day in the studio with screens which became the pages of my woven book and branches of heather.
Metamorphosis
A fitting tribute to the humble silk worm and its interrupted life cycle at La Filature artist residency.
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My favourite shuttered window (La Fenêtre)
Les Fenêtres
A tribute to the shuttered windows of Lasalle and its colourful streetscape.
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Silk industry posters - detail of first page of woven papers in artist book
Le Travail
The work we do. I’ve been thinking of that today as I wove strips of photocopied posters advertising the silk industry which dominated the Cévennes up until fifty or so years ago.
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Flags of paper bags hanging in the windows of la filiature.
Viva la Domestics!
Today was a day for tidying up in the studio. Tomorrow I will be joined by a choreographer from Portugal who I hope will bring another way of thinking through movement to this artist space.
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Two strikes lead up to the peel of church bells, Lasalle
Écoute
Today is le quatorze juillet, the 14th July. In Australia we call it Bastille Day (after the storming of the Bastille during the French Revolution) but in France it is referred to as la fête nationale (national day) and as such is a public holiday.
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Handmade kozo paper with holes marked and paper chatterboxes
Le Danse
When things are flowing, you feel like you are dancing. Ideas flow from one thought to the next. Suddenly you are brim full, your body performing a dance of hands…
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The warped grid of the concertina artist book installed on the floor in the afternoon light.
Fail better
in Sound, Artist Residencies, Paper
Today I thought about failure and about the process you go through as you creatively work through your ideas.
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Words on the window. I only just noticed I spelt la fontaine wrong. Quel dommage!
Words, words, words
When I was in primary school, my grade four teacher called me windbag because I talked so much.
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