Monday, February 15, 2010


     I had a friend years ago, who had a name for that moment when everything shifts under your feet and you see the world as if for the first time, he would say that he had seen a "camel".
 A "camel" lasts only a moment, but it takes you completely out of time and space, none of the normal rules apply.  Things settle back into place and you go on with ordinary tasks, but something subtle has changed in you. and you are a little more opened up, fragile and alive somehow. Sometimes a color or a smell can trigger it, sometimes its music, it could be almost anything."Camels" are very rare and precious.
     I've been longing for a one, and thinking about the amazing things I've seen in my life, and as I feel I'm in a bit of a dry spell camelwise Iv'e been hoping that there will be more in my future, something to take my breath a way and amaze me.
The pictures above are of the little giantess, a giant puppet made and operated by  Royal Luxe.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Bird in a nest

I'm working on my samples for classes at castle in the air, this is the one for the bird in a nest. I can't decide wether to do glass eyes or not? I think I'll take them along just encase. the class is on the 18th of march.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Velveteen, politics and the afterlife

I have been working recently on turning the main character from Karima Cammell’s new picture book, Commonplace mouse, into a soft toy. I thought you might like to see the prototype. Several of his descendants are on display at Castle in the Air in Berkeley along
with the book and an exhibition of Karima’s Illustrations.
Taking a 2d painting and re-imagining it in 3d is an adventure. I’m getting to the place now where when I look at the picture I can see all the pattern pieces in my head before I begin. After I’ve sketched out the pieces I will still make the prototype several times over changing the pattern adding and subtracting darts and seams, changing the placement of parts till I’m happy. These days I don’t hesitate to re-make and start over, I’ve had to teach myself that if it’s not quite right I stop and remake, no regrets.
 Now if only I can apply that to other areas of my life….
 These days I’m working on the Molly Ivins plan

                                                    "The first rule of holes: 
                                            When you're in one, stop digging."

I miss Molly, I never met her but I thought of her as family, she cracked me up and made sparkly pools of wit and laughter and sense in the desert of the endless Bush era.
      I have to pinch myself when I remember that there is a beautiful smart caramel colored family in the white house now, Molly would have loved em,  I expect all the born agains thought she was going to hell for her views, if that’s where she is sign me up. If I’m going to be somewhere for all eternity the room mates are going to be important, I wanna be with Molly and Wilde and Wolf.