This is the second child’s chair I’ve done this year with this pattern. Seems to be the go to for small rush seats. It looks as if it would weave faster than the traditional rush pattern, but it’s not that far off, at least not for me anyway.
Also repaired my first plastic cane seat. Weird stuff. I know the color looks off but this is close to the original color that can be found under the old weave. So, I thought best to go with that and let it fade to match the old stuff.
Being a cemetery commissioner, And getting lots of questions lately about green burials, I became interested in casket options other than the old pine box. I am working on a prototype for woven caskets. This is my progress so far on a youth sized casket. After this is complete, I am hoping to try one with the natural materials found around me in New England.
And lastly, the art lessons still happen here and much of the focus seems to be on figure drawing and anatomy. So here’s my students drawing of the ribs:
And my drawing of the eye:
Just had a lovely interview with Andy from the local paper, the Greenfield Recorder. Very sweet man and he told me about an artist friend, Danny Quirk, who’s an anatomy freak like myself. Awesome dissection paintings. Google him.
So, Hayloft Studio should be in the paper as a feature of the Whately Fall Festival where I will be caning chairs with my mom this Sunday.
Here’s the latest cutie that I am working on: a child’s wicker chair.
And while we’re on the subject of anatomy here are a few recent drawings of mine:
There is always a story behind the chairs I work on. This rocker has been sitting on the porch of the customers family house broken and decaying for years. One family member has bought a little cottage on the cape and the rest of the family is pitching in to have the rocker repaired as a house warming gift. I’d like to sit in this rocker with a cup of tea and watch the tides come and go. Jealous.
This spring has been a reawakening at Hayloft Studio. Students are returning that took a hiatus to recover from illnesses and others are straying from the norm to stretch their creative comfort zones. My ever faithful student H. has been diligently trying to master oil paints. With much success, I might add. After a winter of dedication though, he is ready to test out some new art forms. We are going to dig into printmaking and started with some styrofoam printing to get our feet wet.
Title: It’s About America by H.
Title: Self Portrait by H.
Title: Foot by me.
Next we will try some linoleum printing.
My duo class of T. and H. have been needle felting. Sorry, I have no pictures. But this week we moved on to some whittling. After de barking and smoothing these staffs will be garnished with leather and beads and such along with a bit of wood burning and painting.
And fabulous Miss T has returned after being terribly sick. Yay! We are working on a paper mâché globe to coincide with her study of maps at home. Here’s the beginnings:
I look forward to Z. returning to finish our sculptural exploration of numbers. Next up transforming ten. Still wrestling with how to do that one. Here’s the neon nine we left off with in February:
I continue my study of human anatomy:
The beginnings of a needle felted jaw bone:
Hayloft Studio has been buzzing and breathing and oozing creative juices. So much so, that I have trouble leaving. Who wants to sit at a computer and write posts when there are paintings emerging?
Or when there’s a mask invasion?
How about studying artists, like Louise Nevelson?
Sculpting a number line? Oh the possibilities!
Hayloft Studio has grown as perennials grow in the garden. First year they sleep, second year they creep, third year they leap. Thanks to all who have tended this creative garden.
Pre/early 1900’s Heywood Wakefield wicker chair set. These chairs so easily could have ended up in the dumpster. I’m thankful my customer saw that there was something special about them. It was a challenge and a joy to bring them back.
Carcasses? Yes, machine carcasses, that is. One of my private students and I have embarked on a journey of destruction. We are like vultures picking apart dead machines and we will use the parts to build a new creature.
The remains of a ginormous printer!
Another of my private students has strayed from his mastery of oil paints to tackle some linocut printing. It’s not an easy medium for predictability. Each print, we learned, is a bit of a surprise. I hope to encourage perseverance as I think printing will be a nice addition to his repertoire of fantastic skills as an artist.
print 4 of 8
The week rounds out with a blast of fairy dust as our homeschool group creates inviting habitats for woodland creatures to enjoy. As we finished our houses we tried our hands at some clay slab and coil work. I’m missing some photos of a couple of super fantastic fairy lands that went home already! 😦