i've often wondered about parallel universes. if they exist. i believe that they do, well ... at least they do in my imagination. this week was particularly exciting ... becos the imagination was exceptionally active and the visuals vivid. i love days like these! its an escape. i travel to places where no one's been, and i travel without being out of the house. yea ... i'm a weirdo.
my adventure began when i saw myself on a ship. a ship from a bygone era. i saw myself in a gown, with an old leather suitcase, a map of the New World (the 'then' New World) and an old fashion telescope. i felt wind in my face and i felt my heart pound with anticipation. it was SO real, and i wanted to remember this feeling in an artwork. so i grabbed one of my little book pendants.
the New World ... this piece is called. Faint gold writings on the back of the motif, just like an excerpt from my diary detailing my travels to the New World.
and the Key ... symbolizes the key to discovery, the key to freedom.
my next piece started with an experiment. i often view experiments as a journey of discovery. courtesy of Barry i have quite a few pieces of recycle mixed metals in my possession which i guard fiercely. today i picked out a piece of copper which was not too thin. i dun own plenty of professional tools so i use what i have. and what i had was a garden shear which surprisingly cut thru the copper sheet like butter!! and then it went on the kitchen stove to anneal, becos i knew i wanted to fold it.
what came out of it was this little house, origami-style-no-soldering house.
i twiddled with it for a day, marveling at its cuteness (^.^) i knew i wanted to do something unique with it tho i didn't have a concept in mind.
i wanted to house a book. and maybe call this piece the House of Knowledge. i quite liked that. unfortunately it didn't work out. and then i made another little house, becos i wanted a House of Science and a House of Arts. those didn't work out either. but i still wanted my little book snugged cozily in there. then, as always imagination took over.
my mind again traveled into a different realm ... this time it looked like a laboratory, old world laboratory. lots of instruments in brass, weird artifacts and loads of books on the shelves. it looked like one of those scenes in a hidden object game, or the movie the Golden Compass.
and as i placed the book into the house ...
like a time capsule, i was propelled into that alternate world. secret codes written in the book, if unraveled, would perhaps take you to a different place and time. wires twisted and knotted, like brainstorms, like conduits for the mind to travel into this alternate reality.
my heart that hangs off the little house, give it that goth-steampunkish look that i so love. and to remind me that every time i follow my heart, magic happens.
the miniature book is releasable from its catch, but attached to the house with a chain so you may not loose your secrets at any time. and so ... finally, it happened. the House of Alternate Reality.
my adventure began when i saw myself on a ship. a ship from a bygone era. i saw myself in a gown, with an old leather suitcase, a map of the New World (the 'then' New World) and an old fashion telescope. i felt wind in my face and i felt my heart pound with anticipation. it was SO real, and i wanted to remember this feeling in an artwork. so i grabbed one of my little book pendants.
the New World ... this piece is called. Faint gold writings on the back of the motif, just like an excerpt from my diary detailing my travels to the New World.
and the Key ... symbolizes the key to discovery, the key to freedom.
my next piece started with an experiment. i often view experiments as a journey of discovery. courtesy of Barry i have quite a few pieces of recycle mixed metals in my possession which i guard fiercely. today i picked out a piece of copper which was not too thin. i dun own plenty of professional tools so i use what i have. and what i had was a garden shear which surprisingly cut thru the copper sheet like butter!! and then it went on the kitchen stove to anneal, becos i knew i wanted to fold it.
what came out of it was this little house, origami-style-no-soldering house.
i twiddled with it for a day, marveling at its cuteness (^.^) i knew i wanted to do something unique with it tho i didn't have a concept in mind.
i wanted to house a book. and maybe call this piece the House of Knowledge. i quite liked that. unfortunately it didn't work out. and then i made another little house, becos i wanted a House of Science and a House of Arts. those didn't work out either. but i still wanted my little book snugged cozily in there. then, as always imagination took over.
my mind again traveled into a different realm ... this time it looked like a laboratory, old world laboratory. lots of instruments in brass, weird artifacts and loads of books on the shelves. it looked like one of those scenes in a hidden object game, or the movie the Golden Compass.
and as i placed the book into the house ...
like a time capsule, i was propelled into that alternate world. secret codes written in the book, if unraveled, would perhaps take you to a different place and time. wires twisted and knotted, like brainstorms, like conduits for the mind to travel into this alternate reality.
my heart that hangs off the little house, give it that goth-steampunkish look that i so love. and to remind me that every time i follow my heart, magic happens.
the miniature book is releasable from its catch, but attached to the house with a chain so you may not loose your secrets at any time. and so ... finally, it happened. the House of Alternate Reality.





