A little update on the body parts project. It goes. Slowly. In parts.
The foundation has been laid. The parts are collected.
I want to say it feels good. It feels. And that is good.
Consolidation (C) Regarde, j’ai ajouté ceci pour que ça soit plus joli!
heARTbeatgal
Mark Fast Knits A/W 2011
Mark Fast Knits A/W 2011
Lovely leather by Canadian born Mark Fast shown at London Fashion Week yesterday. I will take one of each please. Including the tummy.
Other A/W 2011 favourites, Charlie Le Mindu and Holly Fulton.
“Body parts” has started to take form and is drawing inspiration from my voyeuristic fashion binge.
I need some leather…
heARTbeatgal
“Home” 24″ x 18″ Mixed Media (Acrylic, community newspapers, found material)
An Ottawa gal’s love song to her hood. I came alive when I moved my wee family permanently to Centretown. As heARTbeatgal, I am drawing on the eclectic energy of my environment, creating, making collaborative collage.
“Home” uses the flavours of Centretown in a hopeful expression of my profound affection and attachment to the area.
Love.
heARTbeatgal
The first step in my creative evolution required simply starting. This sounds easier than it was.
Next came clearing the hurdle of declaring something finished. Check.
Now…
3. I am no longer precious about my creation.
The piece above is something I started in the summer. It was deeply personal. Intensely fun. But I didn’t stop when I should have.
For months it stared at me, taunted, and filled me with regret. What total nonsense. So I tore it apart, covered it over, returned to white. Relief.
“Sometimes you`ve got to let everything go – purge yourself. If you are unhappy with anything . . . whatever is bringing you down, get rid of it. Because you`ll find that when you`re free, your true creativity, your true self comes out.” – Tina Turner
You tell it Ms. Turner! I simply cannot wait to see what comes next.
heARTbeatgal
I had an extra special Valentine’s Day this year. Well actually, more like an extra special Valentine’s Day Season, because for a few weeks I have been working on love letters to my “Sunshine Rainbow Magic” collaborators.
Some of them may have arrived. Some not quite yet. All of them contain my love. From the outset, the project became a reflection on the unique nature of each of my most important connections, my connection to the world. These collaborators are my nearest and dearest augmented by a formidable collection of newcomers on my scene.
[Fack!!! Shut it nauseating happy lady!]
The truth is today is Monday. It sucked in varied and uninteresting ways. But at least I know, in some formal measurable way, the utter abundance of love I have in my life.
One more GIANT thank you.
heARTbeatgal
It is cold. It is grey. But, I am actually enjoying it. Weird.
heARTbeatgal
Early spring!
Not so long ago I attended with a talented pal Ottawa’s Sexapalooza. I had thought that it might be an interesting venue to continue my meditation on touch. I was wrong. I did however predict an early spring by peeking my head outside the giant vagina.
No, these thirty days, these collected images are destined for something else. A blurry vision, a shadow, has hung over this idea from the outset. It wasn’t until a friend, my best, rudely, benevolently, ripped the scab off all my vulnerabilities that the idea sharpened. I am excited to start making this real. I am equally uneasy. I bet that is a good equation.
Dear collaborators: Once again I am in awe of your willingness to indulge my silliness. The photos, the parts, make a beautiful whole to start from. Some are from friends, many are from others. All of them gifts.
Thank you.
So now it is my turn. Give me another thirty days and I will see what I can do. It is behind my eyelids every time I close them. Here we go…
heARTbeatgal
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