Well, not the type of style associated with those Sex and the City characters.
No, I hobble around in black orthopedic shoes (has to do with my bad ankle, not my sexual orientation), old blue jeans and semi-lumpy sweaters. I do get dolled up on occasion, but my style has nothing to do with attitude, clothing or a $30,00o handbag.
I'm talking about art. Up until this point, I felt my work was not cohesive. I went through the watercolor quilt phase, the (very brief) painterly phase, the Asian phase, etc. The stages overlapped. I didn't know what direction I was going in. I tried to force myself to go into a certain direction, but then, almost immediately felt a wall was in front of me.
With my last few series of quilts, I finally see my style. I am it, and it is me. And I am quite happy with it.
I just finished quilt #10 in my series on New Orleans. I have them completed and named. Finished!!!! Uh, except for the hangers. I never do that until I have to. So. . . finished!!! I have been listening to music from New Orleans and Southern Louisiana while working on this series. I expected I would be sick of this music by now. Far from it. After I had written the name on the back of the last piece, I closed my eyes, listened to the music, and new ideas swam into my head.
From what I can tell so far, the closer I stick to "my style", the more ideas I get.
I feel like I've left the faucet on. Gotta get a bucket.
(p.s. this phase could come to a unforeseeable halt)
Kim Hambric Art - Mixed Media and Fiber Collage
2 comments:
i agree, you do have style, glad YOU see it and feel it!
YES, YOU DO! and it's been recognizable for quite some time. Yeah! that you see IT.
It always amazes me how difficult it is to see anything that has to do with ourselves. Take for instances, we don't really know what we look like or are often unaware of physical or verbal quirks or ticks.
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