tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60513048132515036792023-11-16T02:54:22.356-08:00Heart flow and stitchesTove Pirajá's art blog Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-28873494581565126912013-04-03T14:33:00.003-07:002013-04-03T14:33:55.269-07:00Saved by feedback!!!I've got a commission art quilt I've been working on (and off) for about four years. I've posted some of the work I've done on this piece in this blog. Here are the direct links to them:<br />
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<a href="http://tovepiraja.blogspot.dk/2011_12_01_archive.html" target="_blank">http://tovepiraja.blogspot.dk/2011_12_01_archive.html</a><br />
<a href="http://tovepiraja.blogspot.dk/2011/11/forest-is-born.html" target="_blank">http://tovepiraja.blogspot.dk/2011/11/forest-is-born.html</a><br />
<a href="http://tovepiraja.blogspot.dk/2011/11/walk-with-dogs.html" target="_blank">http://tovepiraja.blogspot.dk/2011/11/walk-with-dogs.html</a><br />
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The art quilt must be about 170 cm long and must not be higher than 60 cm. It has to fit on a short wall, over a couch. This has not been the challenge.<br />
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The challenge has been to compose an image with all the atmosphere I wanted on a long piece. The theme is nature, since the commissioners are keen on long walks with their dogs. My house lies in the middle of their daily tours...<br />
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<i>Sketches</i></div>
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Inspiration has not been a problem: I live in the middle of the woods, and I'd even taken some pictures of the wife and their dogs, one day they walked by. We've talked about colours and they would like to have some warm colours in the room. But to start with I've made a light blue background - and the atmosphere is still cold... But I have plans to change it a lot... the background colour isn't always what dominates... By the way, the photos below were taken at different times, with different sources of light - that's why the colours look so different...<br />
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<i>Background and the first layer: the old tree</i></div>
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There have been changes - many, and huge. They all happened in my private life, and ended up sinking my work a whole lot. At times I just couldn't do anything about this art quilt, so it hang on my wall waiting for some peace and quite, so I could work on it. But time goes on, and it became a source of bad conscious and self criticism - which is not constructive in any way.<br />
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So I decided to take it down, pack it and hide it in my cellar and there it remained until a couple of weeks ago. It was good to take a break from it - it stopped feeling as if it was a heavy burden I couldn't deal with. Instead, I'm motivated to finish it. But efter ironing it flat again, and considering the work so far and wondering what the next step should be, I felt hopeless.<br />
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I just couldn't understand what I'd done or how it would become something decent. My first impulse was to throw this piece away and make a whole new one from scratch. But then I took a deep breath and realised I've done this before. It's part of the creative process to doubt and to get lost. I know that if you don't give up, it might become a masterpiece. But that's when I need help - usually a fresh pair of eyes to look at it.<br />
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And help I found this time with my friend, and artist, Alice Frost. She makes wonderful things and we've exhibited together a couple of times. So I called her and asked if she could give me a cup of coffe and packed my art quilt in the car.<br />
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Alice was great! We spread the piece on the floor of her living-room and rolled a piece of plastic over it, and then we discussed the possibilities and drew a few sketches on the plastic, so we could se how it'd work. Efter 15 minuttes I was confident again - I knew what I had to do next!!! And next!!! Actually I could almost see the end picture for myself...<br />
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Feedback is really a powerfull instrument - Alice listened and watched carefully. She helped me see what was lacking and how I'd put a 'cave' atmosphere in the picture. It's something I thought of while the art quilt was hidden in the cellar. I needed that possibility to shield, hide and protect, which you find in caves, holes and closed spaces. But I had trouble finding place for that in this art quilt. Until we decided that it could be a part of the great old tree in the front!!! WOW!!! So simple!<br />
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We also talked about the transition area between the autumn forest and the lake area. I realised I'd also developed a winter landscape on the right side, which I wasn't aware of. That also needs to find a balance with the rest. And the key to all these issues is pine trees!!!<br />
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I can bring some of the darkness of the tree hole with a smaller pinetree forest in between autumn and the lake, and some pine tree's outlines on the winter landscape. Spring will come later on the old tree in the foreground, and sommer may show around the tree hole, I think...<br />
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At least now I know what I need to do and I'm looking forward to working on it, and to see what will come out of it!!!<br />
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I want to send a huge THANK YOU to my friend Alice Frost. It made a real difference!<br />
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You can see her art work at <a href="http://www.af-tekstilbilleder.dk/" target="_blank">http://www.af-tekstilbilleder.dk/</a><br />
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<br />Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-72368991969530618512013-03-06T09:18:00.000-08:002013-03-06T09:18:16.292-08:00Mermaids and oceans... Somebody told me recently: "You know, your work is great, but the technique takes too long and is complicated!" And last month another person asked med if I could simplify the technique, så children in the second grade could use it...<br />
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Hmmf! Complicated? Too long? Yeah, right... That's what I thought at first. But then sometimes it's nice to try new boundaries. So maybe I should try and see if I could come with something easier to do, but which would still look awesome.<br />
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Efter some thinking, I came down to some possibilities and and decided to try two of them. My parameters were:<br />
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- the level of dificulty should not be too high - imagine what 8 year old children's skills. Nothing that needs precision or lots of instruction.<br />
- keep it simple!!!<br />
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I cut small pieces of fabric skraps - who hasn't got plenty of it? :-) - and glued them on a 20 x 20 cm canvas. The idea seemed simple, but it actually required more ability than I expected. For the first, it takes time, and then it's messy - the glue in the brush keeps atracting pieces I had glued in the first layer... So maybe the best would to let it dry in between layers - but very few children like working on something for many days... I did get the grip of it, and I was quite amased to see the result. But I'm not sure every eight-year-old-child would enjoy it! Her are the mermaids that came out of it: </div>
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When the whole piece was dry, I drew the mermaids with a black permanent ink marker and with a golden marker. I should add that since I was running out of glue, I mixed it with a pearl medium for acrylic ink. That's why the coulors seem a bit washed away. I quite like the result.</div>
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The next technique was much easier and quicker. I simply cut the fabric skraps on a sheet of laminating plast, covered it and came it through a laminator. Fun, easy and very nice result! It's easier to show rather than explaining. See the pictures: </div>
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<br />Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-36722068333250425132012-12-07T06:34:00.000-08:002012-12-07T06:34:07.185-08:00Eureka!!!! Insight in an expression!<br />
Aha! I've just got it!<br />
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Well, I kind of did for some time now. But I decided to write about it, because I realise we tend to forget all the steps that take to learn something. Maybe it's because I've turned 40 this year! :-) Jokes a part, I often find it difficult to recall how I got an insight, specially the life changing ones. Because when I finally integrate it in my everyday, then I no longer need the track... But maybe somebody else might need it, so her is a little about my last AHA!-experience!<br />
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I've been told I've been grieving - apparently you can do that, without the loss of a loved one. I lost a lot this year, and my reaction has been long and painful. How do you deal with feelings? I did get help - all the help one could have - from friends, spouse, familie, and professionals. I am grateful to have a bright mind that loves learning and that helps me see things clearly. But in this period, this blessing was almost a curse, since I could understand so much in the cognitive way - that is, with my logic thinking. I knew all I needed. And yet, nothing could help the way I felt.<br />
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"Be in your sorrow" - in Danish "Vær i sorgen"- I was told many times, by many different people. And I stared and tried to understand what they meant. WHAT DID THEY MEAN? I had nothing but suffered long and much and I had no intention of staying in that hole, where everything was black and black.<br />
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What did IT mean? What does "be in your sorrow" mean? The question remained. And that's what I sat myself out to discover...<br />
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In All Saint day I went to church - a new one - my usual one was one of my losses this year. The pastor, a young intelligent woman, said something that became my first few clues to my answer. "The worst we can do is to tell someone who's lost a dear one: it will all be all right, it takes time, life moves on and so on. Even if it eventually does. It's much more healing to show your own sorrow, so that there's place for the other person to express her/his feelings. We're not always in control. When we allow ourselves, and when we accept our powerlessness, we give God a chance to help us in our sorrow. We give space for the other person to feel he or she is not alone. We're together, in our powerlessness."<br />
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The key words were: <i>expression, acceptance, powerlessness, let go of control</i>. I thought I accepted my pain, my loss. But somewhere I just hoped it would soon stop aching, and that life would be normal again. I tried all the positive thinking techniche I know, but it only made it worse. The problem was, I was trying too hard. I didn't have <i>to do</i> anything - I am <i>powerless</i>. So I decided to let go of my eager engagement into getting better. I needed sometime for myself, away of all the well intentioned help, which only stressed me more.<br />
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So when I decided to close the doors, almost everyone of them, I found a need to express my feelings. But I couldn't. Not really - not in their actual depth. Anger and sorrow can be very destructive, and for this artist's soul, it's very self destructive. So I didn't want to go there. Instead, it came in my dreams, in the most awful nightmares. My days were ruined. I reached bottom and couldn't do anything at all, other than sleep and eat, and sleep...<br />
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Then the next piece of the puzzle arrived. I was shopping for groceries, when I found these colouring books with the most beautiful mandalas. I was so glad just to see the motives that I bought it. I thought it was rather childlike to colour books again, but I decided to follow this little - and now - seldom glimt of interest. In the beginning it was hard to do it - I felt I was always choosing the wrong colours, the wrong pattern, and doing it all wrong! I continued and my harsh self critism diminished. I enjoyed working with the colours. The magic word her was: <i>enjoy</i>. It was about what I enjoyed doing. So simple.<br />
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Efter a while, I wanted to see if I dared to draw with my new markers and the fancy shinny paper I bought - and it became my last post... I tried to make a hopeful and helpful image - filled with positive vibes. Even when I tried, the gloominess of my state showed. I told a friend how disturbing this was. I really don't like making pictures that are gloomy and sad - I have this idea that my mission is to bring hope and joy with my art, to help other people. My friend gave me the next brick of the puzzle: "Why?", she said, "Why should you draw what you're not feeling? Have you thought that maybe you give other people the possibility of identification with your feelings? It might be just as healing for them to see it as it is for you to make it." The word was: <i>rapporting</i>. And you can't do that, unless you're in contact with your self and your feelings. <i>Honesty towards</i> <i>our feelings</i> is another bonus word.<br />
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Then last week arrived with a huge wave of sorrow - almost out of the blue. Might it be the blues? :-) It was tough. And I ressorted again to drawing, and "Rejection" came to life. It took me hours to fill the A4 paper, but it felt so relieving. And then the last tips of the riddle came along: when I'm drawing and giving my feeling an expression, I'm in my sorrow. Or rather<i> I feel it going through me</i>. When I'm finished drawing, I'm left alone again - my sorrow waves away for a while. So drawing is my way of being in my sorrow. And I discovered that it gives me peace. And I don't need to explain more.<br />
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<b style="background-color: #f4cccc;">In short my definition is:</b><br />
<span style="background-color: #f4cccc;">To be in sorrow:<i> to be honest about ones feelings, to express felings when they appear and rapport to other people's similar feelings, to let go of control, to seek and practice activities that one enjoys, to feel the sorrow go through one self as one practices one's choice of expression, whether it might be singing, dancing, drawing, writing, maoning the lawn or washing up! </i></span><br />
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I found a nice short description of the five phases of grieving, and if anybody should need it, her it is: <a href="http://psychcentral.com/lib/2006/the-5-stages-of-loss-and-grief/">http://psychcentral.com/lib/2006/the-5-stages-of-loss-and-grief/</a><br />
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The author says it very well: nobody experience grief in the same way - it's personal and individual. There's no right or wrong about it. Each person finds their own way of coping with it.<br />
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<br />Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-81213934151718408332012-10-27T14:01:00.000-07:002012-10-27T22:47:56.370-07:00Rediscovering markers - back to the origin<br />
Efter this nine months of turbulence, it seems the winds are blowing in a much more gentle way. Not having to strugle or stand against the storm, there's suddenly a huge need for expression. And words aren't enough. They're not desired. They'd change the feelings, without giving them a place to be...<br />
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And sometimes you just need to give your self permition to feel, whatever it is you're feeling. At least I do. And as a good cancerian, feelings is not something I take lightly! We're famous for our rich and colourful emotional life, and efter a year like mine, imagine just how much I longed for creative expression!<br />
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A friend of mine, who is also an artist, told me earlier in August: "Tove, you use a technique which craves a lot from you. It's really beautiful, but maybe you'd be better off trying some media where you get to expression quicker and in a more lashing way...". She's right. I've reached that point, where I am just too worn to cope with the long way that art quilting is. I don't need the noise or the shaking of the sewing machine. Neither do I need the mess of painting or the dust and fiber clutter from the textiles. I needed to reduce the frame. I needed to simplify.<br />
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I thought about what she said for a few weeks. I remembered how things were before. Today I can get access to a huge variety of materials, machines and techniques. But there was a time, specially in my childhood, that the only material available was the cheapest papers my mother could afford or recycling paper that would else go directly to the dustbin. The pen or pencil would be the one at hand at the moment. Whatever situation we were in, I was drawing. I was always drawing. I even got a reprimend when I was in the 5th. grade, because I used lots of time decorating my notebooks with drawings in the margins. That wasn't fair. I did my homework and I was paying attention, while I was drawing... But teachers often hated the competition!<br />
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Anyway, remembering those tender years and the easiness in getting my world out on paper leftovers with bad functioning pens, or very short pencils, I kind of missed it. It was just so natural, so out of the heart and so unintentional. It was its own. And I missed it.<br />
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I didn't have to go far for my new markers. I found a very fine 12 colours collection from Faber Castel in a toy shop in Brædstrup, 10 km Northeast from home. Some weeks later, I drove to Tørring, another small town in the vicinity, and decided to check out what the local book and paper store had to offer. To my great surprise, they had not only good quality paper for markers, but a fine collection of doble tipped pens in three different packages. I chose the pastel one, since these are the most difficult to find elsewhere. I might go back there next month and buy the grey and sepia tones pack...<br />
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Since then, I've used the early hours of the morning with my new friends, the markers! :-) And it's been rewarding. So I decided to keep this as a part of my morning rituals. I have no ambition with my drawings, other than self expression, and cheer joy for the colours. It's definetly helping me connect to my creative brain side, and re-building my confidence. It's nice to take sometime off, and just play, go back to where it all starts: the cheer will and desire to draw!<br />
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Why are all doors closed? </div>
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2012 some thought</div>
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All my plans this year have failed. Except the unexpected. You can always count on that! :-) <br />
The journey so far has been of survival, adaptation and recovery. Well, I wish I could say it's over, and I'm starting a fresh page. <br />
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But why should it be any different now? Maybe. That's the hope I have yet. Maybe it's getting better. <br />
But it's hard to see it from where I am. Maybe we could shift to a higher perspective, and find there a coherent path. <br />
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My soul longs for expression. My body needs more care. My mind is worn and tired. Too many days and nights with worries, uncertainty and mispleasure, have taken the best of me. <br />
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I've retired myself from the world now. Hopefully not forever. But for a worthy while. I need some peace and quiet to heal and find my inner strenght again. To find the steering wheel of my feelings. It's probably the best I've done this year. <br />
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The shouting loud . Inside out.</div>
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of our inner norht and south.</div>
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When we most need assistance</div>
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They're the best to give us guidance:</div>
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The inner quiet sounding voices</div>
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- DNA of our choices</div>
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For our soul's nature swings</div>
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where infinite and universal meets</div>
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There I think not thinking. </div>
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There have been many blessings. There are always blessings, if one can see. So they were also in my life. The troubles themselves may turn out to be a precious gift. At least I hope so. </div>
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I don't know much. I have no idea where I'm going to. I have no plans. I try to keep an open mind and to be as thankful as I ever can. And when everything is so unclear, I raise my spirit in prayer. Because there, in Gods hands, life is stil worth it. And nothing really needs to have a meaning. It only is. And that's enought... </div>
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As for the art piece above, it's called "Conflicted feelings", and is actually a drawing on paper with crayons. I made it a couple of weeks ago. Wouldn't that be the right picture for this post? It's about using the energy that is present, whatever colour it takes... :-) </div>
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Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-18754637825373225612012-01-02T02:03:00.000-08:002012-01-02T02:03:10.327-08:00A new form for society? Questions to be answered...Everybody is talking about it. Everyone is affected by it. And yet it shouldn't be a surprise. The world wide economic crisis is her to stay. The old western world is definetly sinking in its own hands. It's nothing new. every big civilization in history has experienced it: the huge golden era first, and then the drop down, the surrending to the excesses commited in the high wave... <br />
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All I hear in the news are politicians talking about creating economic growth, finding new jobs or new technologies that will make us competitive enought to survive the crisis. The problem with these ideas is that we're not thinking out of the box, and this crisis needs real new thinking.<br />
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For centuries, our cicilization has depended on values based on the persuit of profit. All the major developments have been due to this persue. Money makes the world go round. Yes, it did indeed. But that world is cracking a part now, so looking at solutions where we only consider financial solutions will do no good. We don't need annother economic plan or another marvalous ingenious 'I-must-have-that-thing'.<br />
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We've done enought, at least what regards technologies and world records. We have what we need. We can always do it better, it's true. But what's the point of doing it to perfection if the whole point of it beeing disappears? As my old teacher in school used to say: form is important, but content is essencial. Just as making the most of the presentation of the writing is not enought to account for the missing point in the text, just as pointless it is to develop extremelly hight technology if there's no fuel to produce energy to turn the machine on, or if the people are so desperatly poor they even can't even pay for food or water.<br />
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We have to rethink the whole thing. We have to shift our society values and our main goal for our society. It can't be money and priviledged status anymore. We have to raise us above and find new ideals.<br />
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Philosophy, religious beliefs (not religion, which is religious belief transformed into organisations) and not to mention the declaration of human rights have always presented us for alternative values. So we already have some other ideas we can use.<br />
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We have to reorganize our society, decide what we want to keep, what is really important and find a way where everybody, so to speak, can have a fair share of the cake. It's not new communism. It's plain survival. One could also say, it's only trying to live according to "treat your neighbour as you'd wishes to be treated" or "love your neighbour as you love yourself".<br />
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But how do you do that? I don't know. I'm just an artist, a dreamer, and I have very little knowledge of economics and politics. But I count on the internet. I count on this blog getting read by many people, maybe creating discussion, maybe giving other people who are closer to those who are major decision takers an idea, an inspiration. We need new ideas. We need everyone's engagement - for maybe your word will make somebody else find the answer... So help me find possibilities, help me ask questions, help us all with new ways of using what we have on earth.<br />
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What would happen if profit no longer was the main concern and goal of society?<br />
What if we placed 'good living skills' as the new goal for society, where healthy living is the main idea?<br />
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How would that affect our work places? What if instead of giving values and status to papers in the bank, we value the time spendt helping one another, for eks. through teaching, caretaking, and other 'soft jobs'? <br />
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If money is out, what is so our currency? One man created art money (a small art work that has a fix value, and can be used to pay for goods and services) and caused huge noise in the economic world. Maybe we should look at such experiments and try something new. We all have so much to give - much more than money can buy. So why not use that as currency?<br />
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What if we just decided to accept that our financial world is cracked and decided to shut it down? What if we called that financial marked 'the new Disneyland', a fantasy world that isn't real? We gave those rules in the financial marked meaning and value. We could just as well withdraw their values. What would happen if every company, every business and every person just had what is real: their houses, their workers, the work they do, the ideas in their heads and their skills and their relationship to other people? Without money, as we know it, how would we share food, water, housing, jobs, technology, and waste? How would that impact our social structures, such as families, friendships and workrelations?<br />
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What is really vital for people? What is important in order to live a good life, and not just survive through life? How do we best use freedom of speach? How do we best contribute to the whole society? How are we democratic in a new era, where communication tends to create huge opportunities for many people to share their ideas and to affect political, social, economic and religious events? I've heard Google, facebook and the likes already do it, just for making more profit for themselves and for the companies who use them... What about using the same technologies for keeping up with the good ideas, for developing a real forum for a new world?<br />
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And I didn't talk about all the green possibilities - everybody talks about it now, so, there should be quite a number of good ideas there. I'll let this space for those who are much better to argumenting for a green active policy than I am.<br />
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Making a new world is like rearranging the furniture in your home. You have to think first, because it costs a lot to move the huge closet out of the room. You have to decide what use you want to make of the room, what needs more lightning or darkness, what stays in the way of traffic, what contributes to a cosy atmosphere, and how you see yourself in it. And then it's mostly about deciding what to throw away, what to keep, what to mend, what to use in a new way and what to give to other people who may use it better. And once we've moved the heavy furniture, there'll be a lot of readjustment. Routine will teach us how practical or efficient things are and then it's all 'learning by doing' time...<br />
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But right now, we're just in the 'thinking fase'. Please, feel free to comment! Feel free to give voice to your ideas! They're badly needed! And please, do share this with your friends and accquaintances!Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-46206322278354530842011-12-03T10:33:00.000-08:002011-12-03T10:33:07.176-08:00And the forest grows...Now I've worked a couple of layers in my forest... This time I began working on the branches - there are always so many of them in the woods - and then I moved up in the colour skale: up towards red!<br />
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It's kind of funny working on an autumn scene as my trees outside are bare and grey... We're already in the Danish winter: grey, wet, dark and foggy. So I had to tune myself into the right atmosphere. And for once I was really happy I've been taking thousands of fotos with my camera. I used some time observing my old pictures, and when I felt as if autumn was getting under my skin again, I set the computer to slideshow my many autumn pictures... Her are a couple of them.<br />
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Back to my work, I've managed to keep the printing of the dog walking motif still visible beneath the layers of forest. The white vertical lines in the foto beneath are the light reflections on the soluble plastic. I wonder how it will look like when it's gone!<br />
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I guess my forest is getting to the point where it's ready to be stitched as a layer with fine nylon thread - my magical invisible thread. That's what I'm going to do now and then when everything is sewn together, I'll wash the forest layer in water, so the plastic will dissolve. Sounds like magic, doesn't it? :-) It's so high tech! :-)Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-30209760025961677722011-11-30T13:12:00.000-08:002011-11-30T13:12:35.059-08:00A forest is bornToday was just a good day! The sun shining outside all the time, gave me a lot of light to work with my art quilt which I haven't decided on a title yet, but is about walking in nature, with your dogs and enjoying the freedom there is to it.<br />
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So today I 'gave birth' to a forest. Well, it's not finished yet, but it's pretty much on the way. :-) I'm using a new technique this time. Since I printed on the previous layers, I wouldn't want to have to wash the whole work if I used my old method: layering would just continue until I was satisfied, and then I would spread a piece of soluble plastic over the whole thing, stich throu it very tightly with invisible thread and then wash the piece, so the plastic would dissolve.<br />
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Today I just changed things a bit. I put a layer of soluble plastic<i> under</i> the first new layers and when I had to stop working, I put another piece of plastic on top. Tomorrow I'll layer on, until the forest is finished. And then I'll be able to stich the layers separetly from the bottom picture itself. Does it make sense for you who is reading? Mmmm. Maybe it's too much nerd talking without images to show! :-)<br />
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Anyway her is the forest so far:<br />
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I really really love that the printing behind, in the bottom layers, is still visible. I hope they still will be tomorrow, once I've finished the forest. I need some more layers on with the other orange and reddish colours of the autumn.<br />
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Her is an overall picture of the whole piece so far... Once I'm finished with the forest on the left, I'll have to do something about the sudden vertical sharp line on the right, I think... And I have to add teksture to the main tree and... yes, many other things.... Just wait and see! :-)<br />
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Today's story is about the joys of walking in the forest with the company of our best friends - dogs or even cats, as it often happens to me. Pets are wonderful and bring a new dimension to our lives. <br />
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In spring time I took a photo of one of my friends while she was walking with her three dogs past my house. Some of the pictures were quite good, so I managed to change it into a couple of nice hard black and white version that later were made into two Thermofax frames. If you are wondering what this is, I can tell you it's a frame similar to those used in silk screen. I wrote a post about printing with Thermofax frames in february 2011 - the pictures speak for themselves!<br />
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I printed the motif on a cotton piece I'd used to try other prints on for some time ago. I chose some pastel and autum colours. And when I felt it was time, I stopped and now I'm having fun finding some motifs to work on some time later:<br />
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It's fun to move my card strips to find new possibilities. But I have to choose at a time... But undtil then, I'll work on my bigger project, an art quilt I've been working on since 2009 for my vet. Now it's time to finish it. And since I've seen how the two frames with the dog walking lady have been tried on, I have a much clearer idea of how I'm going to use the print in the large art quilt... I'm ready to work again in my studio. Paints and frames, her I go! And soon a new post about this big art quilt will come!Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-19566754662106844802011-08-24T06:00:00.000-07:002011-08-24T06:00:30.233-07:00Old glass and chrystal stamping<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ3YVVqeu7kTWWDHTaez-KWbZCjb6PKJ7Q9dbdn2rPDWvoRctqIfihyIXLRemXimklKfEjQGRE8AUh69bYSOCVBy4nYo5WyWBiod8r0syAl8M5yMTSXdGn3b0hMsjn6MOSaVVutGhupBc/s1600/Bl%25C3%25A5t+stof+med+roser+-+lille.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="155" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ3YVVqeu7kTWWDHTaez-KWbZCjb6PKJ7Q9dbdn2rPDWvoRctqIfihyIXLRemXimklKfEjQGRE8AUh69bYSOCVBy4nYo5WyWBiod8r0syAl8M5yMTSXdGn3b0hMsjn6MOSaVVutGhupBc/s400/Bl%25C3%25A5t+stof+med+roser+-+lille.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>It's always amazing to go to a second hand shop and go hunting for beautiful aged things. Last month I found several bowls of glass and chrystal and I saw the unique possibility at hand for me: to use them for stamping.<br />
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I've always admired the patterns of old glass - specially when today's are so plain and annonimous. The patterns always take me back to my days back in school, where I learnt how to draw less complex geometric motifs. I know it takes a lot of precision and patiente to make such patterns, so I appreciate that somebody long ago took the time and made his/her drawings and later made them into real things.<br />
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Looking at the bowl glasses, I finally found the perfect tool to take this project up again. But first, I have make some samples - and that's what I did yesterday.<br />
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It was really fun stamping with the bowls. The most successful piece is show in this entry. The very first is a full view and the other two are details I specially liked.<br />
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I'm pretty happy with the first results. I'm looking forward to my next samples! <br />
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Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-24247594499557063962011-04-06T12:07:00.000-07:002011-04-06T13:18:05.130-07:00Sketches for the purse<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3LxFTo5DuHRHbi_NEIpyEdJS94KD85QQFgd6OBS3D85hMxyYBW048FOt90LKIV6ZB0sqt1sDMn5kC7D3OpoOxjFjVYkKfis5x1e4Zl_26hiPHfEYUfPupfX85CKAYwtPQ-O8t_go_Fwo/s1600/Playing+with+lines+2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 195px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3LxFTo5DuHRHbi_NEIpyEdJS94KD85QQFgd6OBS3D85hMxyYBW048FOt90LKIV6ZB0sqt1sDMn5kC7D3OpoOxjFjVYkKfis5x1e4Zl_26hiPHfEYUfPupfX85CKAYwtPQ-O8t_go_Fwo/s400/Playing+with+lines+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592567387144981218" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0zJ44H0MqwWTmRyzEeKluVqTic_TseexYX46LVTf0_h9CoATetdf7eiiBeEr4hMKe-Gs1ysCiW5RoOv8C-M-avJN2SXdNf42EjqI-Wgr6qW8O7vWkS_b_KR8n-xdYXf0DBOTBoPABn0Q/s1600/Playing+with+lines+1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0zJ44H0MqwWTmRyzEeKluVqTic_TseexYX46LVTf0_h9CoATetdf7eiiBeEr4hMKe-Gs1ysCiW5RoOv8C-M-avJN2SXdNf42EjqI-Wgr6qW8O7vWkS_b_KR8n-xdYXf0DBOTBoPABn0Q/s400/Playing+with+lines+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592567377353128802" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOpKb4THEIfchjBkONbuL5bUGu9rAvCk7894aKjS_9KxKdUwZguh2e9DNTdwliQml1LDCBzbnYwDjMyCEn82XaPNNFm_CiJYjhybKEzMXZd0ZX17oB-uGeQCUII1tXMYCKIVDhzlww-p0/s1600/Vase+og+enkelt+kop.jpg">After a couple of weeks working on a new art quilt, I'm going back to the purse project. I brainstormed some possibilities. The theme I chose is the different shapes of ceramic utensils - vases, jars and cups. I played with their lines and her is what I've got so far:</a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOpKb4THEIfchjBkONbuL5bUGu9rAvCk7894aKjS_9KxKdUwZguh2e9DNTdwliQml1LDCBzbnYwDjMyCEn82XaPNNFm_CiJYjhybKEzMXZd0ZX17oB-uGeQCUII1tXMYCKIVDhzlww-p0/s1600/Vase+og+enkelt+kop.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOpKb4THEIfchjBkONbuL5bUGu9rAvCk7894aKjS_9KxKdUwZguh2e9DNTdwliQml1LDCBzbnYwDjMyCEn82XaPNNFm_CiJYjhybKEzMXZd0ZX17oB-uGeQCUII1tXMYCKIVDhzlww-p0/s400/Vase+og+enkelt+kop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592566740883015618" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFc6ZA6QBjzhm8wD_I81QvDzD9QBm5-525sqvtxtOeY2M8qy2iKO20FXPYCA91frOuwef2srimVNp8cF9rxoMeM9Fs0YkAE5ByjyK2Tjx5KbNZ7cz8o0KzpQ5eTAi8Q4BcQRhJ6quCwpM/s1600/Krydslinker.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9nUcRk96KlVq6fUMiQs4W4n7GFHxkBi4HRcRvdrIWTaBWKo1FJBG5vyp70hmYzmttwMoJGNCOLm1Z_71t5z0RN8xGfg9i75QkYaB5sfh9odB2YRrSRhu5fMHLRLhvGKvzhyphenhyphen8up_-hHVU/s400/Gavekort+-+forside-+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586975535570587698" border="0" /></a><br />In Denmark there's a tradition about gifts. Whenever a birthday or special season near us, people ask each other what they would like to receive as gift. If you're invited to a jubileaum party, a wedding og some other celebration, you'll most certainly receive a list of gifts which the person wishes for.<br /><br />When I moved to Denmark I felt this was weird. But it's just another example of the logic mentality of the Danes. In Brasil sending a list of gift along with the invitation would be almost offensive - except maybe at weddings. Cultural differences...<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg457-9vZTfl3_7Jmya-gG_j_LPP2y1aJr7ToslY1TC_TXT3Hls6LBDUi_NU_eUAO_WLtw0vRh49OqBhKnPqznYcvfjBt8aT_wSQ51xBYlJVa4xzrRvDi4zNkfWZa8iZhTo3rygp00tWPk/s1600/Bagside+-+edited.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg457-9vZTfl3_7Jmya-gG_j_LPP2y1aJr7ToslY1TC_TXT3Hls6LBDUi_NU_eUAO_WLtw0vRh49OqBhKnPqznYcvfjBt8aT_wSQ51xBYlJVa4xzrRvDi4zNkfWZa8iZhTo3rygp00tWPk/s400/Bagside+-+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586975545227520258" border="0" /></a><br /><br />But that's not the only thing about the Danish gifts. Many wish for a 'gift card' - or in Danish "gavekort" - usually from a specific shop. For example if I'd like clothes from a nice shop in town called 'Hos Hanne', I'd state that I wish a gift card to 'Hos Hanne'. My friends would then go to the shop and pay ie. 200 kr and get a voucher for the same amount, which is packed as a present. Now if you've got many friends who do that, then you can buy almost a new collection to your wardrobe - at your own choice! Not bad!<br /><br />I wonder if some other countries also have the same tradition? Or is it just a Scandinavian thing? If you know it, please tell me. :-)<br /><br />And so it happened that one of my customers told me she was going to her sister in law's birthday and wanted to give her a purse. Her sister in law is a very creative person herself, so one of my hand made purses would be a nice gift.<br /><br />When we agreed on the price, I went on and made a gift card for her. Of course it shouldn't be just a piece of paper. No, no. As a textile artist I'd rather use some cloth - specially some of it I'd just painted and printed on! :-)<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9nUcRk96KlVq6fUMiQs4W4n7GFHxkBi4HRcRvdrIWTaBWKo1FJBG5vyp70hmYzmttwMoJGNCOLm1Z_71t5z0RN8xGfg9i75QkYaB5sfh9odB2YRrSRhu5fMHLRLhvGKvzhyphenhyphen8up_-hHVU/s1600/Gavekort+-+forside-+edited.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9nUcRk96KlVq6fUMiQs4W4n7GFHxkBi4HRcRvdrIWTaBWKo1FJBG5vyp70hmYzmttwMoJGNCOLm1Z_71t5z0RN8xGfg9i75QkYaB5sfh9odB2YRrSRhu5fMHLRLhvGKvzhyphenhyphen8up_-hHVU/s400/Gavekort+-+forside-+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586975535570587698" border="0" /></a><br />The picture above shows the front side of the card, which is a mini art quilt. I machine qulted and machine embroidered it. On the back I mounted corners where I could attach my business card, the gift voucher and some pictures of other purses I've sewn, so she could have an idea of what I do.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSHvGNl9V-DsbJjBwUDazHkEm5A8MsxW67-fDeijT9d55IdJrWBrKOXkcw7xCTdjW8-E8fRPOZonNs8lbpbnVJM-P6vDThw7thQ-ZUdKT9Rg3CUpcROONwBK56-fguYgdHV7cLmdWF85s/s1600/Package+-+edited.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSHvGNl9V-DsbJjBwUDazHkEm5A8MsxW67-fDeijT9d55IdJrWBrKOXkcw7xCTdjW8-E8fRPOZonNs8lbpbnVJM-P6vDThw7thQ-ZUdKT9Rg3CUpcROONwBK56-fguYgdHV7cLmdWF85s/s400/Package+-+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586975532323907602" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My customer told me later that she was very happy for the present - that is the gift card - the mini art quilt. She also told me that the other guests at the party admired it - good to know!<br /><br />Since then I've talked to the lady and received information as to what kind of purse, size and colour she desires. I'm really excited about this project! I loved making the mini art quilt and I've already got some ideas for the purse... Don't miss my next entry! :-)Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-64496559080455498902011-02-16T10:54:00.000-08:002011-02-16T11:26:33.681-08:00Expanding layersNow my experiment is getting really interesting. Last night I painted two pieces of cloth with EXP binder. EXP binder is a kind of paint that expands when you gently float iron on the back. It's magic! And you can't control it all the way - so chance's got a chance! :-)<br /><br />The samples I painted yesterday evening were quite good, except that the cloth shrank quite much. One would probably could strecht it back and sew it, but I wasn't satified. So today I strechted a piece of silk organza over an embroidery frame and when the binder was dry, I ironed carefully not to touch the cloth. And surprise! I managed to achieve the same structure without shrinking my cloth!<br /><br />Her is how the organza layer looks like with the EXP binder painted and expanded (the white rubber like texture):<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho4mIw0N8RJDegkWRjFCCZsaJervqZSg_endnqC_CUHbbgT8sHVEGO803RE88EfMSiICFAFAmgvlzKFlj6PqGGQaH3BmrknVmCekvqnbxPBkZNUdDvgOZf10HIWK0WpxntgEGsfbDihNU/s1600/EXP+lag+med+fine+penselstr%25C3%25B8j+-+lille.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho4mIw0N8RJDegkWRjFCCZsaJervqZSg_endnqC_CUHbbgT8sHVEGO803RE88EfMSiICFAFAmgvlzKFlj6PqGGQaH3BmrknVmCekvqnbxPBkZNUdDvgOZf10HIWK0WpxntgEGsfbDihNU/s400/EXP+lag+med+fine+penselstr%25C3%25B8j+-+lille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574365313465408130" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1eSu1h4oLaWss_H04fSQOSki8k2uqn8lhqJpoQQGRavV_0HjAqh2NJifk_RrwMc28ON8gbX_6uyr8eHdS3DRYBvX3PDISa9GcjJcgpxlwKi-SGw3F1DXxfbNkxgAhgTQe3CLjGiK4K64/s1600/EXP+lag+med+tykke+penselstr%25C3%25B8j+-+lille.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1eSu1h4oLaWss_H04fSQOSki8k2uqn8lhqJpoQQGRavV_0HjAqh2NJifk_RrwMc28ON8gbX_6uyr8eHdS3DRYBvX3PDISa9GcjJcgpxlwKi-SGw3F1DXxfbNkxgAhgTQe3CLjGiK4K64/s400/EXP+lag+med+tykke+penselstr%25C3%25B8j+-+lille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574365317090834690" border="0" /></a><br />In the pictures above you can se the difference it makes to paint with broad and thin brushes... The first retains the feather lightness of the brushstrokes. The latter adds so much binder that the texture of the brushes disapear, leaving instead the binders own texture.<br /><br />While I waited for the binder to dry, I sew the three layers of forest I made yesterday together. When the binder was dry and expanded with the ironing process, I painted the rubber layer with pastel tones as you can see above. The I cut the pieces I wanted to use and sew them to the forest background. And her is how it looks like:<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQI3Nr9JQn7lF78t817bK3KpU9rxc-8eP2oSLIlo5CoqnZrbaGH7NhHzG0EsHgNBzAMoJrnRTYINm_Vbprbb6277oqKhrgidOiYsevYJb2bsZvWM8pb1gSut69ncIeauGHLxeJh-BT7RM/s1600/Med+EXP+lag+-+lille.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQI3Nr9JQn7lF78t817bK3KpU9rxc-8eP2oSLIlo5CoqnZrbaGH7NhHzG0EsHgNBzAMoJrnRTYINm_Vbprbb6277oqKhrgidOiYsevYJb2bsZvWM8pb1gSut69ncIeauGHLxeJh-BT7RM/s400/Med+EXP+lag+-+lille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574365722439864546" border="0" /></a><br />The EXP binder is quite sensitive, so using the sewing machine damaged a little of the structure. So I stopped and decided to hand quilt it. That would be really nice, I think! I can't wait to start quilting! :-)Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-46501760926352199992011-02-15T10:09:00.000-08:002011-02-15T10:47:16.494-08:00Layers of forestIt's just so exciting to try something new. It's challenging and it pushes you forward. And today was another chapter in my adventure painting cloth!<br /><br />The motif I chose is very well known to me. Last year I worked with forest as a theme. That was when I used a soldering iron to melt polyester and other synthetic materials. But since the gases released in the burning process are carcinogenic, I decided to drop this technique. I wondered whether or not painting would bring the same transparency and delicacy I achieved with the melting process. But the first result is promissing:<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaq3Qj7aS8sAU_9xZ2oYHYXATQvHwC82s88g8XmPCCCmFYo-SpMm3tHS_fshTVQTgsq1NBknFQmdGunPp7ph2PatJjmfc0CeXBR6D0KCPe47efTPui7sW56R8h1PYC2RBdUN8_NF70KxA/s1600/Skov+-+lag+p%25C3%25A5+lag+-+full+view+-+lille.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaq3Qj7aS8sAU_9xZ2oYHYXATQvHwC82s88g8XmPCCCmFYo-SpMm3tHS_fshTVQTgsq1NBknFQmdGunPp7ph2PatJjmfc0CeXBR6D0KCPe47efTPui7sW56R8h1PYC2RBdUN8_NF70KxA/s400/Skov+-+lag+p%25C3%25A5+lag+-+full+view+-+lille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573984081485117138" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The picture above is the final result. I startede with painting a background on cotton...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-KjuWKSiPhzTgFnRZa73gstaz4MDnjLrzdtDyEmC3pt3hhOgCq9OQtghTdto-kR-QiQoonzIj1L5QIm41O4gleR3t542WHDVj0EcABHRmMLxK4tMx8DRTuKCaMIWIIKInKVr6zTVWVf8/s1600/Baggrund+-+lille.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-KjuWKSiPhzTgFnRZa73gstaz4MDnjLrzdtDyEmC3pt3hhOgCq9OQtghTdto-kR-QiQoonzIj1L5QIm41O4gleR3t542WHDVj0EcABHRmMLxK4tMx8DRTuKCaMIWIIKInKVr6zTVWVf8/s400/Baggrund+-+lille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573984074116916290" border="0" /></a><br /><br />..... Then I laid a piece of fine silk organza on top and painted some trees. ...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXd03xfHuoQLSSzw9hiyM1qTs1z5b2Ho1GGasCRxqD7nZvgXzvCd3nYf_rNgDFtUtWX1Agla-UH89b7-ax04SJZ_fNp6tFYaIgaDSjXdJWaVH1BoFJV-7mQRZ4gVlo7mfcv8UliZekb80/s1600/F%25C3%25B8rste+lag+p%25C3%25A5+-+lille.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXd03xfHuoQLSSzw9hiyM1qTs1z5b2Ho1GGasCRxqD7nZvgXzvCd3nYf_rNgDFtUtWX1Agla-UH89b7-ax04SJZ_fNp6tFYaIgaDSjXdJWaVH1BoFJV-7mQRZ4gVlo7mfcv8UliZekb80/s400/F%25C3%25B8rste+lag+p%25C3%25A5+-+lille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573984073738472706" border="0" /></a><br /><br />... Finally I laid another layer of organza and painted some pink pine trees.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm_NpB7slgJkxgTEYAZspW5AEpeHZaOo_k52yoIIqBSS4u5b3eJy-mVishfA5JQ35ji3ws9dYB940dTJ2hyWyRxgwPTKfQQyQ6e-YmfgPhs0ucwbgzwIXo7X8-wEFu204IdbOOqjpEymg/s1600/Jeg+l%25C3%25A6gger+lag+p%25C3%25A5+-+lille.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm_NpB7slgJkxgTEYAZspW5AEpeHZaOo_k52yoIIqBSS4u5b3eJy-mVishfA5JQ35ji3ws9dYB940dTJ2hyWyRxgwPTKfQQyQ6e-YmfgPhs0ucwbgzwIXo7X8-wEFu204IdbOOqjpEymg/s400/Jeg+l%25C3%25A6gger+lag+p%25C3%25A5+-+lille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573984063780100258" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBwkDbOuU5Mxrmt-W6KZzyDTp5n3woOsZYgN8X1kCAxltQ3Q5UIbr5azi9XlaNLrZTHHddrDDyML7LcVS7GgSixjv1ktlRFyeQdIdkMIM0NOQAK8mteHKBXjrHfbThttIEiKIE_Dbd86s/s1600/Skov+-+lag+p%25C3%25A5+lag+-+full+view+-+lille.jpg"></a><br />Tomorrow I'll try another binder, EXP, which adds texture to the cloth. I'm excited to se what it will do to my pine trees. But I think I'll sew the three layers with nylon thread before I use the EXP binder... Keep tuned! News are coming soon!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJEMvyZggQidDSdI0NA-rZMfAMfNe8kK4uc32e0C7EatvVYZGz7nZMk017ktXa_o5V6CBm2j1HAGuJZFMcoJlTmqN7-FxphyphenhyphenROSqYBuBQhVclOOgoDnOJEjhz-9kmYIAS1CzLHXbfRqMg/s1600/Jeg+l%25C3%25A6gger+lag+p%25C3%25A5+-+lille.jpg"><br /></a>Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-70809477620073190972011-02-03T11:58:00.001-08:002011-02-03T13:04:24.591-08:00Explaining Photo ScreenIt seems I forgot that most people aren't artists! I realize I've used a very technical language, and that wasn't very reader friendly! Sorry, folks!<br /><br />Luyckily I've got some good friends who are very curious and asked med a lot of questions about the process. So her i a short explanation... after these pictures:<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTaw-_-rIPfLzrf6A4u3dVKAt3U1mGDfUDO-Td1aAMSmCVZkTC_gTf0-4beiqQhnJSZtij7FgWWsrJ_sysFdj7wGgRhIVLrOHe_BWUK9oLfrUjqZ-xm6KRYUS4xsx6nMunVFTeWyITZdw/s1600/Rammer+og+fotokopi.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTaw-_-rIPfLzrf6A4u3dVKAt3U1mGDfUDO-Td1aAMSmCVZkTC_gTf0-4beiqQhnJSZtij7FgWWsrJ_sysFdj7wGgRhIVLrOHe_BWUK9oLfrUjqZ-xm6KRYUS4xsx6nMunVFTeWyITZdw/s400/Rammer+og+fotokopi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569566452145320498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgocUBJsA-iUEGObn9yo1fULtvkBLgaapO1Kqspigz3sGU5FNCKK3L-lQ2PwOw0QUUQeUVIeEZSM1wQcVPMUQnarOG7OqoXHQrlkSMs7GrU_ZNpAhXPiZJi2w2jwjSajJCioKCZrjKjIKA/s1600/Putter+maling+p%25C3%25A5+rammen.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgocUBJsA-iUEGObn9yo1fULtvkBLgaapO1Kqspigz3sGU5FNCKK3L-lQ2PwOw0QUUQeUVIeEZSM1wQcVPMUQnarOG7OqoXHQrlkSMs7GrU_ZNpAhXPiZJi2w2jwjSajJCioKCZrjKjIKA/s400/Putter+maling+p%25C3%25A5+rammen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569566447305069890" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK5XBv9Vs-r30raBJ1kYsY5C75SMrcrdlUaNpobQvZ5UAi25FXvWYcWm4xr-fEv8G9HJY_eBqoc6BU6rDZjEORjvU86-qrdx0qGxYp1HmRc8aSogRFA7zNRO1zIHGy8oCMys4ZDXmVcWU/s1600/Skraber+maling.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK5XBv9Vs-r30raBJ1kYsY5C75SMrcrdlUaNpobQvZ5UAi25FXvWYcWm4xr-fEv8G9HJY_eBqoc6BU6rDZjEORjvU86-qrdx0qGxYp1HmRc8aSogRFA7zNRO1zIHGy8oCMys4ZDXmVcWU/s400/Skraber+maling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569566440791774898" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQnz6pEIH7eJ1c3TRMHOrUE7YAiezhO2BkM5Vw6vUGtOZafISoGnQdYtbv0kNWOEFmBjd2Fmlw7BXb57MFtBVloAg91o9CAgZeUbBBbRX97f-zLEjrrwvJFpxZ58_MDEeqvaFoW70BO0U/s1600/L%25C3%25B8fter+rammen.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQnz6pEIH7eJ1c3TRMHOrUE7YAiezhO2BkM5Vw6vUGtOZafISoGnQdYtbv0kNWOEFmBjd2Fmlw7BXb57MFtBVloAg91o9CAgZeUbBBbRX97f-zLEjrrwvJFpxZ58_MDEeqvaFoW70BO0U/s400/L%25C3%25B8fter+rammen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569566432853350994" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXa0o2nrVcBTvqyfcevpkWKecG2tnmRLsQat-Er-WAHL7dpOi7_nNzoB1pUGDwggH03xEhUZOVmukMDKqvPG1v6PBQCnVaZQUGBahiP8pFsCYKaBcx6IUpC-VVXhp54kSoHfOtoWJDjcw/s1600/Rammen+er+l%25C3%25B8ftet.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXa0o2nrVcBTvqyfcevpkWKecG2tnmRLsQat-Er-WAHL7dpOi7_nNzoB1pUGDwggH03xEhUZOVmukMDKqvPG1v6PBQCnVaZQUGBahiP8pFsCYKaBcx6IUpC-VVXhp54kSoHfOtoWJDjcw/s400/Rammen+er+l%25C3%25B8ftet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569566430635481074" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY0KEA1IU1w8VZfLNjQk3puYZJHtb2pU-0dJ9rJYBzqV7m3VkPQeO0pYixNIsTttJetU7-RMdmPs_49vcGc_MJ_my8LebUocv1zdds_TcKcQ2to0tKnEcYQiGTg96WdAjdr3qQt6QgwLc/s1600/Rammen+er+l%25C3%25B8ftet.jpg"><br /></a>The first thing is to have a nice black and white photo printed on paper. At <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.spektrumtextil.dk">www.spektrumtextil.dk</a> they have a machine called Thermofax, which makes a special photocopy of my picture to a transparent piece of cloth, which then is pulled over a frame.<br /><br />The first picture shows the two frames and one of my paper prints.<br /><br />Once I have my frame, I put some paint on it, and then I use a flat thing called a squeegee to push the paint over the frame. The paint goes through the motive to the cloth underneath. Then I lift the frame, and voila! Her is a brand new print of my motive!<br /><br />So when I was talking about printing, it had nothing to do with computer printers, but the simple old fashioned meaning of the word: with paint and my own hand... One might say I'm going backwards on technology... :-) I'd rather say I'm using the best of all technoloogies. I use the computer to prepare my image, but the most vivid artistic expression is much nearer when it's me that's controling the paint... :-)Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-16597288230353336652011-02-02T11:49:00.000-08:002011-02-02T12:13:49.683-08:00Photo Screen<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWTAyCez61wHyaMFMi_J8VdDUsIwRjtcp4iFsVgyutTOp_0Zil37zI5MnCHjAN54dG2jVF6WqCgvyzQXO-AbOu0f2OUUt_P2fBEDZZWH8yBTv-t2byp50niulS5va3oggmytlrg1SzOiQ/s1600/Akvarel+bund+med+4+tryk+-+1+print+-+mindre.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWTAyCez61wHyaMFMi_J8VdDUsIwRjtcp4iFsVgyutTOp_0Zil37zI5MnCHjAN54dG2jVF6WqCgvyzQXO-AbOu0f2OUUt_P2fBEDZZWH8yBTv-t2byp50niulS5va3oggmytlrg1SzOiQ/s200/Akvarel+bund+med+4+tryk+-+1+print+-+mindre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569185596799404690" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I did it! I finally did it! I went to Copenhagen last week and visited a shop that specializes in paint and dyes for textiles, which are not harmful to the environment or to my health. They also have the technology to make thermofax frames for printing<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY1wcgfs5tVAUI27Wi_6BwHT_aZ7Zb6YNX0-DePnWS95F_U6-SlaebIT7bQtVzMIaO9k6xgfS0GhhNF-ZiCOPvLQeYdjV2qcoEKDmfVmrk0c9hcx9svA6arKC_13KzeC_cLdKW9jJNJ7Y/s1600/Grene+-+1+tryk+-+lille.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY1wcgfs5tVAUI27Wi_6BwHT_aZ7Zb6YNX0-DePnWS95F_U6-SlaebIT7bQtVzMIaO9k6xgfS0GhhNF-ZiCOPvLQeYdjV2qcoEKDmfVmrk0c9hcx9svA6arKC_13KzeC_cLdKW9jJNJ7Y/s200/Grene+-+1+tryk+-+lille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569185796801359186" border="0" /></a>.<br /><br /><br /><br />So I found a couple of my best nature pictures and prepared it for the thermofax copy with Paint Shop Pro. I made it black and white, then Addet a lot of contrast and light. Finally I printed it on paper - this is what I gave them at the shop, and a day later they sent me two frames. And wow! It looks great!<br /><br /><br />So today, efter using some time in the last few days to blend colors and binders, I finally did it! I printed on cloth! First I made a background using an watercolor binder. Then I printed the first layer with green and the second, with another motive, in neon pink.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7IX-ZDbH4zZbhlpYbyhFPOIKve4f6x6SJ1Y7ntS4F-aLTLJ6slKOLNV5zjhifOLbqhQTbFKOya7Yma-dKpzw9SOTxaPorRS4vtSKaHCNXkGacDidhucszJGI-9q-DdAentb0n9hN7TCg/s1600/Grene+-+2+tryk+-+lille.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7IX-ZDbH4zZbhlpYbyhFPOIKve4f6x6SJ1Y7ntS4F-aLTLJ6slKOLNV5zjhifOLbqhQTbFKOya7Yma-dKpzw9SOTxaPorRS4vtSKaHCNXkGacDidhucszJGI-9q-DdAentb0n9hN7TCg/s200/Grene+-+2+tryk+-+lille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569187122932434754" border="0" /></a><br />Tomorrow I'll try some other stuff on this surface! A lot of fun is coming up! I can hardly wait!Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-70446513080336919112010-12-29T06:03:00.000-08:002010-12-29T12:55:52.420-08:00Unconventional parking or lack of excitement?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihB2ws0NaPLu8oyPEmUoduOem-Ah8fzg9-E5WTicE2tUbeLnJV441a3X7xXWAfl12diSlrWSxwv9Niqpb-XvFiCpj9LBjrC9H0CkuCBC8bEyWMC8d3NhhFT5CaV3C-TpvxSgce-xQFz4M/s1600/DSCN4972.JPG"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihB2ws0NaPLu8oyPEmUoduOem-Ah8fzg9-E5WTicE2tUbeLnJV441a3X7xXWAfl12diSlrWSxwv9Niqpb-XvFiCpj9LBjrC9H0CkuCBC8bEyWMC8d3NhhFT5CaV3C-TpvxSgce-xQFz4M/s320/DSCN4972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556210049138881906" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ok. It's winter her in Denmark. And we do have a lot of snow... But what's really going on?<br /><br />Our drive way has been filled with ice and snow for over a month. So I always use the back gear to drive in, so I won't stuck fast in the snow piles when I drive off to work the next day. Today I was coming home from a quick tur to the neighbour town, when I suddenly realized I had reared into the wrong drive way. It was actually not a drive way, but the tiny snowy lane to my neighbours by the lake. To make things worse, there was a sign right behind my car. Oh-oh, I thought, not another one! Last fall I managed to run a traffic sign down midt in a sleepy drive throu town nearby...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK9YZgipnSH7slNSAa7ZaxyzWm5nfsZXKwSmOHs4Er-_JhmEbHXnyjlV7l_6GZ476FkNIqxCUmJdDxG-aZyaXhwqPD-ZnCdh8kvOhaptZ2OiBEax5prgcIInjbuWccPQ_ZFDOwbfoh40M/s1600/DSCN4970.JPG"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK9YZgipnSH7slNSAa7ZaxyzWm5nfsZXKwSmOHs4Er-_JhmEbHXnyjlV7l_6GZ476FkNIqxCUmJdDxG-aZyaXhwqPD-ZnCdh8kvOhaptZ2OiBEax5prgcIInjbuWccPQ_ZFDOwbfoh40M/s320/DSCN4970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556210042316956242" border="0" /></a><br />I tried to turn away from the sign, but the wheels wouldn't find any stand in the snow. The car slid down. I managed to turn it, so I didn't bump into the sign. Full stop. Check all mirrows... Sigh! Nothing happened. Not yet anyway. But the sign was only a few millimeter from the car! I felt helpless! If I tried anything at all, I'd certainly dammage the car... I called for help. A couple of hours later my car was safe and unscrached back on the road thanks to the car helpline!<br /><br />As I sit her and think about it, I wonder what really is behind my moment of distraction, which lead to the "unconventional parking" a few meters from home. Why did I make that mistake? Why am I so light headed? Is it just one of those moments of human nature's failure, or is it something else?<br /><br />The phone rang, and I talked to my dear friend, Mette. She had an interesting theory: maybe I'm lacking excitement. Life is good right now in many ways. And I was used to beeing challenged all the time. So when things are calm, I might unconsciously attract situations or even create them, where something unexpectet happens and messes up with my plans...<br /><br />That was a very much to the point observation! :-) But is it true? A little soulsearching brings me back to a nagging feeling that's been with me since last summer. I've been so busy that I haven't had time to work with my art. And that's been creating this huge frustration inside me. So, that might be my 'lack of excitement'.<br /><br />For it is exciting to start a new art piece, to play with my textiles and coulors not knowing what they will turn into... It's in a way risky - I have to move pass my confort zone, I have to dare my "sensible" self and give in to my "sensitive" side.<br /><br />So my new year's wish is to get excitement back in my life, through my art, through expressing myself. And hopefully that will keep me grounded, so I won't turn into wrong lanes or make ill choices...<br /><br />Happy New Year, everyone! :-)Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-30075140037063935222010-12-01T11:16:00.000-08:002010-12-01T12:35:59.132-08:00My sacred inspiration spotLast w<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFLISbSzfgJvdGGs3Ko75ZwjE-dm3Edi7NZp1c5Ollv-M1-YIlAIZisJohjosuycXbNiT4_sM_RWH5_BdzstaJFi8PyuxATxvoqS5Ndz66dBpKdcA0S4Ao5WpYX7D5CsikKhr1-2L_xnc/s1600/Skovens+grene+med+sne.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFLISbSzfgJvdGGs3Ko75ZwjE-dm3Edi7NZp1c5Ollv-M1-YIlAIZisJohjosuycXbNiT4_sM_RWH5_BdzstaJFi8PyuxATxvoqS5Ndz66dBpKdcA0S4Ao5WpYX7D5CsikKhr1-2L_xnc/s320/Skovens+grene+med+sne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545812837082506690" border="0" /></a>eek I found my sacred place in the forest behind my garden. The lawn ends up in a wall of bushes and small trees, where birds eat the seeds we spread for them in winter time. I've sometimes wondered what was behind the bushes. In spring time, some of the higher trees were filled with flowers, and later on, with fruits. But that remained an unaccessible place for me until last week.<br /><br /><br />We've just had some snow, and I'm always thrilled to try and walk there, where my feet sink deep into it. Suddenly I discovered a path with small footprints on it. Certainly a fason. I followed the path and a second later I was in a magical spot: the tree branches and bushes evolved to a net above me, where soft balls and rools og snow lay gently. I looked around and discovered more paths, but since I'm not as short as the animals that use them, I couldn't get further that where my sight could reach.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVyNeyeUVSrg31FKPZHLQajyabfHySL8jGxtTZ3SBzWaSUgbHGoaBQHVyuWYZf0c3AfaXdV0ZrJ2znFSEi76jOV84C8NSkCTwwc_hS8uEW0PafcWgYH9dyZsFggWzhvZi1rnQ0LyQqPdo/s1600/Skovens+sti.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVyNeyeUVSrg31FKPZHLQajyabfHySL8jGxtTZ3SBzWaSUgbHGoaBQHVyuWYZf0c3AfaXdV0ZrJ2znFSEi76jOV84C8NSkCTwwc_hS8uEW0PafcWgYH9dyZsFggWzhvZi1rnQ0LyQqPdo/s320/Skovens+sti.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545812829675668882" border="0" /></a><br />The light sky, behind the forest on the other side of the stream, filled the room with atmosphere. I felt myself in peace and deeply grateful for being alive. A part of me was awaked and my creativity boomed with ideas...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYenixOkkk0Yi45pw-QGFxXxH2z0eQO9QoPvVxtZMupnbA-A7wsZNOIzZkXWflZz8j3VpFxrUltJIvNCnIQu99erXE9ULCjH2xnzIGf90bTyofjc9YT1E9NK7bR4xgIkfX7_owMs6o3-U/s1600/Skoven+i+soldnedgangen.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYenixOkkk0Yi45pw-QGFxXxH2z0eQO9QoPvVxtZMupnbA-A7wsZNOIzZkXWflZz8j3VpFxrUltJIvNCnIQu99erXE9ULCjH2xnzIGf90bTyofjc9YT1E9NK7bR4xgIkfX7_owMs6o3-U/s320/Skoven+i+soldnedgangen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545812847431464674" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Since then I've been itching to do something creative, artistic, involving that side of me I reached in my sacred spot in the woods... I'm looking forward to it!Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-89510935638835354482010-11-19T11:59:00.000-08:002010-11-19T13:03:27.726-08:005 years as an artist<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaDM9GIVdRyrvyc0TfK0v0RtpBIxfQE1C5lm4npQ3wdfoHXOa9Vtuyp8iMDbZMFkJEv8cuhr9YD0TKWRcqDeoC_T9BZf_zQp4tsO3MOVecZ_S4c8hgoVZUlKvrXcBUhztKNH-tXNlnnwk/s1600/Mettes+scannede+sol+-+mindre.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaDM9GIVdRyrvyc0TfK0v0RtpBIxfQE1C5lm4npQ3wdfoHXOa9Vtuyp8iMDbZMFkJEv8cuhr9YD0TKWRcqDeoC_T9BZf_zQp4tsO3MOVecZ_S4c8hgoVZUlKvrXcBUhztKNH-tXNlnnwk/s200/Mettes+scannede+sol+-+mindre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541367119371456130" border="0" /></a><br />Amazing! It's already five years ago I decided to take the big step and become an artist. Become is probably not the right word. I've always been an artist, being creative, using my fantasy, finding beauty in every day things and studying shape, colour and light everywhere.<br /><br />But to dare call myself an artist, to stand by what I make and show it to others - that demanded courage. Could I call myself an artist? Would I like to be called an artist? What does it mean to be an artist? Will people look down at me because I'm an artist, or idealize me? I soon discovered that my biggest hurdles were my own prejudice and expectations to what an artist is.<br /><br />For instance I grew up in Brazil, in a very conservative environment - even though my mother always encouraged med to be artistic and creative. I realised I expected to be identified with the worst image of an artist: the drunken person, who is so chaotic and desoriented that nobody can trust and who ends up dying in the gutters, poor and sick.<br /><br />Once I identified the image of an artist I possessed, I started to work towards changing it. For instance, I contacted the Danish Artist Union and became a member. I discovered that many artist are quite organized and reliable people. Artists in Denmark work hard to be seen as workers and tax payers. This is great!<br /><br />I had to decide on a media in order to concentrate my activities and expenses in one direction. Painting ended up being too expensive (paint spots ended everywhere, on the floor, on the ceiling, on my clothes...) and space demanding. Back in 2005 I lived in a 60 square meter appartment in Copenhagen, with my boyfriend. Ceramics was neither a possibility and photography was again too expensive...<br /><br />But then I had to make a birthday gift to my good friend, Mette. I had just read something about free machine embroidery in a book and I decided to try it. My old sewing machine, which was probably buildt in the sixties, could only sew straight and zigzag. I managed to sink the feeddogs, but the machinery just wouldn't work right: every 30 seconds the tread broke! I was getting mad! At last I decided to try sewing zigzag with the feeddogs on and gently moving the piece the way I wanted. That went better. The result proved to be good and my friend was really happy for my gift, which I called "Mette's sun" - see the picture above.<br /><br />I was so happy with the result! I enjoyed the process and the only thing I needed was to continue working with it. But I needed a new machine. My then boyfriend had a very kind mother, Merete, who was once a weaver. She had a Bernina she wanted to lend me. I grew so fond of free machine stiching that I decided that this was going to be my media as an artist.<br /><br />In Portuguese there's a saying: "Uma andorinha só não faz verão", in a literate translation it says: "A single swallow makes no summer". It means that you need a network in order to make things happen. So I googled and searched and read a lot of stuff on the net, in books and magazines. I discovered a whole world of art quilters and joined SAQA - Studio Art Quilts Associates as soon as I could. What a wonderful world full of gentle ladies and creative souls!<br /><br />My first exhibit happened in an art gallery in Frederiksberg, in Copenhagen, in Debember 2005 I mananed to make 20 art quilts in 9 months! That was a record I haven't managed to achieve again yet!<br /><br />Becoming an artist had it's consequences. For instance I moved away from my then boyfriend and out of Copenhagen in May 2006. I moved to the woods in the country side and that's been the best for me, no doubt. Adjusting to a new environment took time and energy, but nevertheless I managed to exhibit several places, hold open studio days and develop my identity as an artist in the public eye with strong PR work. I was soon selling many os my pieces and now I've got this luxury problem that I'm almost out of art work, while exhibition places still show interest in my art work... :-) Not bad!<br /><br />Two years efter moving to the country side, I met my soul mate, Michael, and we got married this year. As I experience this great energy of consolidation and grounding, I finally feel I'm getting into a period which is clearly more introvert, where I need to and want to work with my art in depth. And I look forward to it!Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-62531959577578048992010-09-22T00:35:00.001-07:002010-09-22T03:02:34.613-07:00Pine Tree series for sale<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0tBy9pvOQbZ9-kGWyNxKEHEZ-ZIDOZjPtAuE-lU1KNwl0ICzugJsSfUpNlMlblcEd2GfqSmoE9YR_zLM_6h49Rph3sZITUeL4D1vgikWyZNNKPGSYkbrAJb5Ygza1ICzLSz92mZuWSMk/s1600/Soldering+organzas+t%C3%A6t+p%C3%A5.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0tBy9pvOQbZ9-kGWyNxKEHEZ-ZIDOZjPtAuE-lU1KNwl0ICzugJsSfUpNlMlblcEd2GfqSmoE9YR_zLM_6h49Rph3sZITUeL4D1vgikWyZNNKPGSYkbrAJb5Ygza1ICzLSz92mZuWSMk/s400/Soldering+organzas+t%C3%A6t+p%C3%A5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519638842322450034" border="0" /></a>Wedding bells! So exciting and ... so expensive...<br /><br /><br />So I decided to put my Pine Tree series for sale now. So this is a good chance for you who like something beautiful and unusual to hang on your walls! The five art pieces below are all made by soldering organzas and other synthetic materials with a soldering iron. You can see me working on one of them in the picture above.<br /><br />Since organza is a shinny textile, and some of them were woven with two colour threads, the art pieces are very lively. You will experience that they change character depending on the angle from which you view it and on the amount of light it receives. So the photos beneath are just one of the many expressions hidden in each art piece. All pictures are framed and should you wish it, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0bCyF00s0LJ7B6Mg2YAM75e7yyWS_no9PvrzNykS2KXf6XAGDdukuILFKdrKdiy6iYcRdmTBRSGkflwwTti3_esoRNmKhTyQU3ejkn8jowQu9Djtmfspc-wRt-e18vmuxvkgz9Y9Gv0g/s1600/Skovens+juveller+-+lyser%C3%B8d+-+lille.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0bCyF00s0LJ7B6Mg2YAM75e7yyWS_no9PvrzNykS2KXf6XAGDdukuILFKdrKdiy6iYcRdmTBRSGkflwwTti3_esoRNmKhTyQU3ejkn8jowQu9Djtmfspc-wRt-e18vmuxvkgz9Y9Gv0g/s200/Skovens+juveller+-+lyser%C3%B8d+-+lille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519647652830743906" border="0" /></a>there's a matching glass to put in the frame to protect the piece from dust.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKtQMEU-Nm2zOp1FNA3m96enputmJUEL9_hEr4TeGXbvbGtMXmQHynK2Wf57J3wT_ay4xy_x1Y86xPDxAVEyM7LJUvdSVT10G188ZUmO-JigMb6rPU2aDAk_rQRen9iuA6zP0XP0aMUKk/s1600/Uden+ramme+-+lyser%C3%B8d+-+mellem.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKtQMEU-Nm2zOp1FNA3m96enputmJUEL9_hEr4TeGXbvbGtMXmQHynK2Wf57J3wT_ay4xy_x1Y86xPDxAVEyM7LJUvdSVT10G188ZUmO-JigMb6rPU2aDAk_rQRen9iuA6zP0XP0aMUKk/s320/Uden+ramme+-+lyser%C3%B8d+-+mellem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519651252605661090" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"Skovens Juveller I"<br />In english:<br />"Jewells of the forest I"</span><br />Inspired by the forest in Denmark last winther. Beading provides the gentle snow.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2h1U0ScU3gNI9xR0AFSpm0JOHxQqkyfcHqKJmorco99cRlB4hhn8hNyMVD3s6Z4gS5ShD090eFbnPXTIutbPdcDn-YP6yhTjHvMG1FFPI3JocnrmsmGg6ExciHMRUFYOXYuSdqTRFKX0/s1600/Uden+ramme+-+bl%C3%A5+-+mellem.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2h1U0ScU3gNI9xR0AFSpm0JOHxQqkyfcHqKJmorco99cRlB4hhn8hNyMVD3s6Z4gS5ShD090eFbnPXTIutbPdcDn-YP6yhTjHvMG1FFPI3JocnrmsmGg6ExciHMRUFYOXYuSdqTRFKX0/s320/Uden+ramme+-+bl%C3%A5+-+mellem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519670333386822226" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"Skovens Juveller II" :<br />"Jewells of the forest II"</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzl3woWhnFNN-4eS3JqF1RRU-JUD0g4AjKp5_0xGXrc-ixaXdIl82WchUWksHJmvC9fny9sqfLZOnF55jbInDtsZQfZFmEzWiJVqVhUs8m2t5qXvgC0NDwcxEFy3pz63fuqiGjwpi-t2M/s1600/Uden+ramme+-+hvid+-+mellem.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzl3woWhnFNN-4eS3JqF1RRU-JUD0g4AjKp5_0xGXrc-ixaXdIl82WchUWksHJmvC9fny9sqfLZOnF55jbInDtsZQfZFmEzWiJVqVhUs8m2t5qXvgC0NDwcxEFy3pz63fuqiGjwpi-t2M/s320/Uden+ramme+-+hvid+-+mellem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519670927598193138" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"Skovens Juveller III" :<br />"Jewells of the forest III"<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfrSKGEtmW-Q6iq4a9Bmb_NtsdElSpD_UrNRziVBLLc30schpLctc41y_6y7_ZmxgsuBVa_h6srptx86MNk9XogRBDH98gKiLFeuuXnnaRGTcwYrHCQR4CfGe6eadZI1N2LQdd-JO_RlE/s1600/Uden+ramme+-+gul+-+mellem.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfrSKGEtmW-Q6iq4a9Bmb_NtsdElSpD_UrNRziVBLLc30schpLctc41y_6y7_ZmxgsuBVa_h6srptx86MNk9XogRBDH98gKiLFeuuXnnaRGTcwYrHCQR4CfGe6eadZI1N2LQdd-JO_RlE/s320/Uden+ramme+-+gul+-+mellem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519671761404797858" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"Skovens Juveller IV" :<br />"Jewells of the forest IV"<br /><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmESKZ3TjReh1MgczklpkB2rONVFe6r8W4Kkum0jnf1No64pD8pvQnzYqbav8-w7HfZiY2s-FqB0NORVgLhBDuPl14d88zf6D-cIGTnC8EWgPCkw6Z3J5wY9WqF9v_zDhTAjUFNjzcqu8/s1600/Uden+ramme+-+r%C3%B8d+-+mellem.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmESKZ3TjReh1MgczklpkB2rONVFe6r8W4Kkum0jnf1No64pD8pvQnzYqbav8-w7HfZiY2s-FqB0NORVgLhBDuPl14d88zf6D-cIGTnC8EWgPCkw6Z3J5wY9WqF9v_zDhTAjUFNjzcqu8/s320/Uden+ramme+-+r%C3%B8d+-+mellem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519672664662744162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"Skovens Juveller VI" :<br />"Jewells of the forest VI"</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZI4qI9BOJgFZHyewaCWmcfdbLSeo0V_jKmZgj_tijekv2q4JZFU1KTcQcDTBnXzAXp6ACo3nYzsp1c9sNOJmIAR4pjei5Cxd8X6JcOkXbEIzJApku4X60l2VRuze4M91UAHhzNfFdqPI/s1600/Skovens+juveller+-+r%C3%B8d+-+lille.jpg"><br /></a>Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-16559677117918542222010-07-25T12:37:00.000-07:002010-07-25T13:01:49.443-07:00Working on a seriesIt's been a real adventure working on my new series. I decided to keep the motive simple and to work in a small size, and to frame my art work. I always ment that art quilts are not meant to be in frames, but when the size is no larger than an A4, it really means a lot to have the peaceful passpartout around it.<br /><br />I've been pushing my boundaries working with a technique new to me: soldering organzas and other synthetic textiles. And it's payning well off! I was a bit scared in the beginning, because I found out that the gases produced under the process can give cancer. But I found out that using a proper mask, and working outside is the solution.<br /><br /><br /><br />This new technique is allowing me to work with what I'm in love with: tranparency and layers. It's amasing how colours surprise me when they're overlayed... It allows me to interprete the beautiful landscapes in my surroundings. I live in a forest in Denmark, where the changing light creates awesome atsmospheres.Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6051304813251503679.post-10797672229013714792010-07-25T11:35:00.000-07:002010-07-25T12:15:39.488-07:00My new artist identityWelcome to my blog!<br /><br />I'm approaching one big mile stone in my life: I'm getting married on October 10<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span>! Love's in the air.... :-)<br /><br />Along with this big change, I've decided to take another important decision: I chose to use an artist name, so there's a room for my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">private</span> life and my art. It's a good move both for my new <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">family</span> life and for my art business.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Choosing</span> Tove <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Pirajá</span> as my artist name was the natural choice. Tove is not only my first name - it's as <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Scandinavian</span> as it <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">can</span> get. It's an old <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Nordic</span> name - at least 1000 years old. Tove was not an easy name to have while I grew up in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Brazil</span>, where nobody at all would dream it's a girls name. But it has a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">strenght</span>, which I've always been found of. I was the Dane in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Brazil</span>, the girl with the odd name. It might have isolated me in those years, had I not been my mother's daughter... But nobody is more out going than her!<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Pirajá</span> is my mother's surname. It's a family name with lots of history, with Indian roots and Brazilian aristocracy glamour... For me it represents all that's Brazilian in me - the 21 years I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">spent</span> there, my childhood and young years. It binds me to the values I grew up with: faith, love, hope and a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">universe</span> filled of cultural and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">geographical</span> diversity. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Pirajá</span> reminds me of the energy and power my mom, and most of women in her family possess: a will to live, to make the best out of things and to choose positive <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">attitude</span> to life.<br /><br />So, yes, Tove <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Pirajá</span> is the perfect artist name for me, and for my art. And now it's great to share this with all of you! :-)Tove Pirajá Larsenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08384653772192705242noreply@blogger.com0