All this talk of emerging artists has me
doing the opposite.
I'm too old to "emerge".
More like something dusty
waiting to be unpacked.
A recent rejection to the Underbelly program was the catalyst.Some non genY but emerging friends
were also knocked back
but accepted in Brussels.
Europe does not mind a bit
of dust under the armpits, apparently.
And dont talk to me about the "young designer" moniker.
Elbowing in propsals under that banner
has me even grumpier.
Why isnt there a hip and happening arts program
with oodles of funding for older, dusty armpitted artist wannabes?
I can see the by line now.
It would sell out.
Elbowing in propsals under that banner
has me even grumpier.
Why isnt there a hip and happening arts program
with oodles of funding for older, dusty armpitted artist wannabes?
I can see the by line now.
It would sell out.
So I am cocooning with new found camera skills.I almost know the difference
between shutter speed and aperture.
And making bead soup.
Low winter light anda mountiain of stuff to list on etsy and eBay
in the hopes of emerging as a less cluttered butterfly
in the spring.
Wooden bead soup with felt.
Cream vintage bead soup.
Beach glass bead soup.
Rich bead soup.On etsy soon.
Bring on Spring!
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Nice new-found camera skills!
ReplyDeleteAnd, I wonder, just when is it too late to emerge?
Who cares what the world may think. You just keep doing what you are doing. Love those little house pins you made and I hope you had great success at the sale. Best wishes, Tammy
ReplyDeleteI fricken love reading your posts! I had a little giggle, as usual.
ReplyDeleteYour photography is looking AMAZING! Really beautiful - I'm looking forward to seeing more :)
Love your post - made me smile - and your photos are beautiful.
ReplyDeleteAh pajamas...it's my clobber of choice, if there are any Dusty Old Wimmin in 'Jama groups out there sign me up! ;0)
ReplyDeleteBeads are lovely but the photo's are GORGEOUS!
xx
Yay Mimi, count me in too, hehehe........
ReplyDeleteGreat pics, bead soup........delish.........
There's alot to be said about being young, but there's soooooo much more to be said about being older, dusty armpits 'n all.
Claire :}
I looooooove those pictures!!!
ReplyDeleteelena
Feelin' a bit dusty under the armpits myself. Nobody wants a part time forty year old designer in their studio. The forty year old is supposed to have her own design studio and work a weekly 90 hours. Pfft. Sympathetically cocooning in jim jams (with hot water bottle) from over here.
ReplyDeleteAnother dish of cream bead soup, please.
ReplyDeleteI am also not all that interested in the work of the young. It's nice, kind of interesting but.. I think that walking around the world and creating and living for a few extra years gives a depth and a substance to the work that gets created. There is value to experience.
Looking forward to seeing what you create with your wisdom!
Hey there dusty armpits,
ReplyDeleteI get it...dust bunnies and a cobweb or two over here also. I'm thinking that this would make for a great showing, blog or club!
Love the photos and just came from looking at this
http://little-people.blogspot.com/. It struck me that your tiny houses set into outdoor setting like this would make a pretty cute little neighborhood of collectible prints.
Hope all is well in spite of the "pit problems".
Terisa
I still don't understand the camera lingo, but I try...dusty armpits and all!! LOL I agree, there are so many of us "Baby Boomer" types who are extremely creative and talented, but alas, the youth get all the buzz!! Oh well, I suppose with age comes a certain acceptance, or is it because we just don't a damn because we know who we are and what we like, but still enjoy the learning aspect of life??!!??
ReplyDeleteHappy cocooning!! LOL
MMMM delicious! Slimming, too. Love your photos! I have been immersed in Etsy-ing for the past two weeks- it's like a drug, when somebody actually buys something- a little kick and then I want more!
ReplyDeleteInspiring. Most of my creativity now is going into photos- pixels (made by pixies?) like fairy dust, a moment suspended in the ether, but no piles of stuff accumulating. A tactful friend remarked on my clean apartment "It was almost oppressive before".
ReplyDeleteYour photos are inspiring - maybe I will even get out the manual.
Let's hear it for all the "older, dusty armpitted artists" out there. These are great photographs. And I really like you flavors of soup!!
ReplyDeleteWait til your armpits are as dusty as mine and I'm just starting my new full time career. You're never too old. I'm bidding on those bottles too, what a stash.
ReplyDeleteHmmn i love dusty things waiting to be unpacked...
ReplyDeleteIn Europe one is officially classed as youth for an extra 5 years than Aus... Lets all go to Europe x
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ReplyDeleteMy understanding of what you are saying here is as we grow dusty we emerge unsupported.
ReplyDeleteThe bright side I believe is that there can be a freedom in being dusty and emerging without constraint or expectation... a freedom to explore.
Your talent and beauty touch many hearts and I sincerely hope that the rewards for that reach you.
We are every age we have ever been and lucky to have a few birthdays under our belts.
I am dusty, diseased and hope to be forever emerging xx
PS... Love the photos and the collection of coloured sea glass is to be envied and as I write this I sit comfortable in my pajamas.
oh i feel for you! and i feel it too, this emerging (really meaning young) phenomenon. and i am only 31 - only just over the 'youth' hill! i am loving your photos very much & am always inspired by your creating x
ReplyDeleteGosh, I am in awe of these bead photos, which make me resolve to get out my camera manual and go beyond my Dusty Armpit, Stone Tablet and Chisel approach to digital photography.
ReplyDeletelove, sus
One bowl of beach glass bead soup please!
ReplyDeleteAs for your camera skills Ma'am ...fabuloso! You're leagues ahead of me... call me Ms Point and Click... and if you lucky ... an image!
oh all that bloody emerging stuff...
I was at art school back 3 decades ago...and because I was female I was told I would never be an artist... so go teach... till I had a picket fence and children etc.
....well ... no picket fence and no kiddos ...and no emerging prizes and encouragement then either .... just living some inconspicuous life a lot of the time not hearing about this emerging thing till a decade ago. Then I had a stab at some emerging things and got into trouble for being too experienced by competitors ( not judges) even though I had no commercial gallery or kudos to entitle me to be "mid-career".
I've learnt how easy it is to miss the boat but that sometimes you can find a canoe to get down the rapids and weave around the big, loud, expensive vessels and sometimes make something else happen in the most unexpected way.... around the corner , out the back, somewhere
where its not really the place to be...and yet it is for oneself...
I like the stories where things come together in unexpected ways...and I wish for you the unexpected but fabulous Grrl! Bring it on!
oh yes. I can see us - a long conga line of finely-aged broads - shaking our armpits proudly as we dance the good dance of those who know how sacred it is to dance in defiance of the wibbly-wobbly-widdle ones. I am liking it. It is a gallery, a publisher, and an ethos and it will be now.
ReplyDeleteby the by - it is Jan at www.labanan.blogspot.com - the silly young blogspot is acting up so I have to pretend to be anonymous.
Yeah! Me too! I reckon that too!
ReplyDeleteLERVE your photos.
Your camera skills are far from dusty. Great photos Grrl! Cream Vintage Soup.... yum!
ReplyDeleteScrummy photos!
ReplyDeleteYour images always have a beautiful glowy light to them that I adore.
Hello what a nice post !
ReplyDeleteWhat if we traded emerging for evolving? Yep, we've been out here in the wind and the rain...and the dust...for a long time, we have had our debuts. Yet we are not static or frozen in time. We are not what we once were, nor yet all that we may become. If the world, which counts and measures, does not recognize the value of our patina, our crust, our layers, I am not surprised. We know our worth. xo
ReplyDeleteHigh Five for a version of the Hip Craft Set that doesn't happen to be 26. This applies to musicians, clothing options and what about comedy like Saturday Night Live?....Tina Fey just turned 40!!!
ReplyDeleteOkay. It looks like there's a raft of support here. Somewhere between the Gray Panthers and the mini-skirted, fringe-booted hip-girls with big, vintage glasses, dwell a population fueled by experience and passion. That's US.
ooohhhh.....
ReplyDeletei so loooove Bead Soup!
:-)
listen
i just linked to you
about a yarn bombing event in seattle...
:-0
come over
and visit
when U
get a chance,
why don't cha....
Sod it - just Hoover the armpits and march forth as an artist without an adjective I say! Perfect weather to cocoon - enjoy!
ReplyDeletex
sue
i'm not in the mainstream of the art whirled either...don't fit into accepted patterns and have no plans to try
ReplyDeletequite happy
puddling along
in a pool of colour somewhere
those are nice pix....
Hi ! So nice to meet you! Love your creations !
ReplyDeleteIldiko & Flavia
i LURVEEE that sign. i would like one to hang permanently on the end of my nose.
ReplyDeletenice pics. bring on spring! yes please.
dusty armpits rule - says one to the other xox
Nice camera work Missy! And I am loving the term "dusty armpitted artist."
ReplyDeleteLovely photos!! You have a wonderful blog, I´m a follower now, will look again
ReplyDeletehave a great day
Astrid
Oh Darling Marvellous post ... TDF images, words that ring loud and true!
ReplyDeleteSince reaching the ripe old age of 39 with a few late nights, invisibility abounds!
I've creatively metamorph-isized for the heck of it and don't give the nay sayer twerps a second of my precious time. It's their loss! We're the winners with mega life experiences they'll never know!
Boomers unite, us Boomer people have the power, now please, pretty please, pass the soup ♥
Wow, and beautiful soups.
ReplyDeleteOne of the things I love about Europe, and I sadly can no longer include the UK in this, is that they don't give a damn about age. The work of an artist, or anyone, is judged on its merits. Why the anglo-saxon world has become so obsessed with youth is beyond me.
ReplyDeleteYour photographs are wonderful.
You speak for a million dusty armpitted women out here. Keep making your beautiful and unique art. I love to see it and feel moved by your blog with every post.
ReplyDeleteLove those little glass vials.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'll be 61-years-old next month.
xo
Wow, your camera skills are wonderful. Love this whole post, especially the words about pajamas and your photographs of the vials... I got some this weekend too, (only three, at a antique store on the oregon coast. I think you emerge every day! roxanne
ReplyDeleteI'm always so confused by this. Why go after unstable, not reliable and untested youngsters? With less money? And more parties? What's the deal? Youth is wasted on the young.
ReplyDeletebead soups. hehe
Great photography.
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