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Fork in the Road?

Posted in dreams, Mind Power, writing with tags , on March 3, 2012 by darcyarts

My last fresh post here at DarcyArts was Nov. 3, 2011. The topic was death. I had been so pleased, after decades of reading up on life after death and NDEs, to hear that Steve Jobs last words were “Oh, wow! Oh, wow! Oh, wow!”

I could well imagine the awesome passage he was entering at that moment. Throughout history men and women have experienced spiritual journeys that have enabled them at times to see glimpses of the other world. We have a hunger for those altered states. There are many paths.

This blog is a record of my journey through discovering my own creative abilities. I have occasionally flashed back on elements of my life. I have shared lasting and momentary fascinations. My lapse in posting here has not been due to a lack of interest but rather a very real reduction in my energy level.

Over the course of the last three years, I have been running my Etsy shop, making things, and writing here, I noticed a slow decline. What I attributed to asthma and arthritis, or just getting old has turned out to be the dreaded big  “C.” It took nearly a year to get to get a diagnosis but, finally, last November the word was in.

I’ve had plenty of time to adjust to having my mind far outpace my body. I can think of so many things to do but I can’t physically do them. Very aggravating for an Aries with Gemini rising.

After much reflection I decided that I did not want DarcyArts to become a cancer blog. One can write about cancer when one regains strength. We can recall our misery, the heavy weight of going through chemo, but dude, if I regain some good amount of strength after chemo (last round in two weeks) I want to write about life. I suspect I’ve been living with cancer for years. With or without cancer, I know that I need to bask in the holy carnality of ever single second I have left to breathe and marvel at this journey of ours.

Once again, I hear Allen Ginsberg chanting.

I want to go to the ocean. I want to go the rest of my way here on earth with grace and love and patience. When I slip over I want to be able exclaim ” oh, wow!”

Pre-dawn Light

Posted in dreams, Mind Power, photos with tags , , on October 15, 2011 by darcyarts

Girls with Up-Dos

Posted in constructions, design, dolls, dreams, handmade, Mind Power, projects with tags , , , , on September 9, 2011 by darcyarts

Two girls are completely finished now. With all the distractions that have presented themselves over the last few months it took a very long time.

This series of dolls was created as a pleasurable indulgence. They are about play. They were also a project that could allow for some freedom. They do not have to evoke a certain likeness just an approximate one. It is more important that they are evocative but equally important is that I create something a little different.

It was important to work from the simplest cloth doll form. Nothing too fancy or heavily wrought, tweaked over, engineered. I deeply appreciate the cloth doll made from scrap, from available materials, created from nothing much to please a child of times gone by. That history, simplicity, authenticity moves me.

The embroidered faces of my first series of dolls wore out my patience. I create in a ball of fury and, being an Aries, that fury is strong but short-lived. Sitting for a long spell at the same task is very trying for me. ADD? Probably.

There is nothing like that initial flash of an idea and the desire to make it real. It’s delicate. It’s like mist. It rises and disintegrates so quickly.

Gotta get it while it’s hot.

This series of women in their lingerie, inspired by Egon Schiele’s sketches, was meant to be free of marketplace concerns.

Would anybody want them? Are they sellable?

These dolls are about exploring my ability to covey a particular aesthetic. They are about learning to control the language spoken by the materials.

I began using permanent markers, Prismacolor pencils, lips cut from cloth thereby reducing the amount of embroidery on the face.  I like the look of it and allows me to see results more quickly, to add color quickly.

I was not always happy with the way the embroidered lips turned out. Especially on my Mick Jaggers. I kept thinking that the lip thread could catch on something and be pulled out-of-place. Mick’s lips would be in disrepair. Egad.

The bigger the lips the more stitches and layers of thread were required. Hours and hours of stitching. It was growing impractical for production.

Experimental creations keep me hopping. I love the process of discovering of being in the moment not knowing how something will turn out.

It’s exciting.

Hair-dos have always been my favorite part of doing the dolls (after doing the face).

I love cutting shaggy dos but in this series I wanted a form that stood for the up do. I wanted to have a built mass/shape and I’ve added only a few tendrils. It isn’t too heavy.

Some dos on dolls in the first series were top-heavy. Poor Stevie had to have a leg-strengthening operation just to hold his head up.

O course, the beads didn’t help.

The second series of Lingerie Dolls will lead me back to the creation of dolls of women artists. I have the pictures and a list — Georgia O’Keeffe! Yayoi Kusama! Natalia Fabia! Alice Neel! Shall I go on?

Because time is what it is, because my desire fires and cools, because I see the creative process as beautiful ponies on a slowly turning carousel, I wait until a pretty one comes back around and then I jump on.

I dream of getting to get to them all eventually.

The Robyn Hitchcock doll is still up there — large, capable, exciting, shaking his silvery locks, twitching a little under the influence of his next musical move. ♥♥♥.

Dreams Say Obstreperous

Posted in dolls, dreams, handmade with tags , , , , on May 27, 2011 by darcyarts

In dreams last night I walked through a very simple place where the only element in the natural environment seemed to be orange sand. It was spare and creepy. There were motels and little diners as if the place was a tourist destination but why anyone would go there voluntarily was beyond my understanding.

I seemed to be walking through this bland place with my daughter. It felt like we had come upon it accidentally and we were anxious to get the hell out of there.

After sitting in a restaurant for a while the owner /manager of the place came over and handed me a paper that informed me that I had to write a 67- page paper as punishment for being obstreperous.

I may have committed some trespass of the rules of this odd place but I was in no way loud or engaged in any in any turbulent activity. I did not react while in the presence of the stereotypical shopkeeper — a skinny, tallish older dude draped in an apron, with a slicked back hair do. I was, however, very irritated by this turn of events.

I imagined sending in some triple-spaced drivel. Later, I decided I would defy the order.

Here I am at the keyboard with arms and hands aching from a long spell (six months) of doll orders. I told myself I would rest up at enjoy the lazy way of life. I confess, it is unknown to me. Time ticks and I want to keep moving before it kicks my ass.

My latest doll project came out very well but I cannot show it to you because it is a surprise for a very special and talented musician. ♥

I’ll blog it when it has been given to the intended recipient.

I am now intent on getting my teeth into three projects I’ve been moved to do. The post Victorian naughty ladies ala Egon Schiele, Mayan kings and beatnik gnomes are what I want to bring into fruition. I want these things in the DarcyArts shop for the holiday season.

I need to prep some Pink Sprinkle Donuts and Curly Stars, too.

It sure is a thrill to be busy working all year long! Ecstasy.

Thank you DarcyArts fans!

Dylan, Oprah, Pixar

Posted in Art, design, dolls, dreams, film, handmade with tags , , , , , on May 24, 2011 by darcyarts

Okay. Oprah’s shindig grossed me out for its orgy of everyone’s shameless self promotion. Madonna just had to let you know that she’s building a school in Malawi. Madge will not be out humanitarianed! Tom Cruise was all over Oprah like they were slumber party buddies. Eww! How could these ego maniacs resist? How many people will be watching these last two goodbye shows. Beyonce kicked A$$. Bumping and grinding to raise feminine consciousness. She was very fierce, really.

It’s Bob Dylan’s birthday  — the big 70. Bet Bob is a bit creaky but I think he was always that way though he does look angelic in those Woodstock photos surrounded by Sara and his sweet little babies.

And me, I’m putting the finishing stitches into my latest doll project and finishing a big plush pink donut.

Last night I was thrilled to find an order for a donut to be sent to Pixar Animation Studios! Yes — people who appreciate the cartoony dream world I try to inhabit. It makes me feel happy!

I love this work but my hands and arms need a vacation. A good night’s sleep will fix everything.

Prayers for healing from the violent chaos that is the weather these day, for healing the mean ignorance of those who think they know all the answers and prayers for more love and light.

Everybody I love you.

 

Toward the New Year

Posted in Art, design, dolls, dreams, etsy, family, film, food, rock n roll with tags , , , , , , , on December 20, 2010 by darcyarts

After finishing a last-minute Big Pink Sprinkle Kawaii style Donut order Saturday I’ve had time to rest and relax. I’m starting to feel like myself once again. For a while there I felt as if I was being sucked into a vortex of stitchery. I could see nothing else.

I reset my game, got organized, and actually had time to reflect on my handicraft. I felt pretty good about all the creations I’ve sent out into the world this season and said my little prayers that they arrived safely, on time and have found their way  into loving lives. ♥

The days ahead will find me enjoying the holidays.  This week as dear ones gather we will have delicious chili verde and fresh tortillas on the menu, sirloin-based beef stew, sharp cheddar cheese and homemade biscuits and lots of naughty sweets.

I’ll be making Soft Boys and soaking up cinema as I look forward to the high of the awards season.

In January the Golden Globes will be broadcast on the 16th, the Screen Actors’ Guild awards, the 30th.

The Academy Awards will be February 27th.

The Social Network, The Fighter, Black Swan, The King’s Speech and The Kids Are Alright, are the top of the list for Best Picture. The Academy Award nominees will be announced Jan. 25th.

I like that list a lot but must admit to having a bit of dread about seeing Black Swan. A sexual psychodrama revolving around ballet and all its dysmorphic junk strikes me as a little creepy.

The Kid’s Are Alright was pretty cute. I love Mark Ruffalo and Julianne Moore whose character dressed a lot like I do.

The Social Network was really a very entertaining rocket ride. Jesse Eisenberg was captivating. Once again, I gotta bow down to Justin Timberlake’s talent.

I cannot wait to see the magnificent Colin Firth and Geoffrey Rush in The King’s Speech.

It will be good to see Helena Bonham Carter outside her Bellatrix drag. Could she be distantly related to Led Zeppelin’s mighty drummer?

I do not like to see men hitting one another in the face for cash and I suffer from post-traumatic Trip-to-Boston syndrome but the actors in The Fighter are too good to miss.  Melissa Leo is grand, Amy Adams, too and Mark Wahlberg always rocks it.  Frank (4.0 once again this semester) and I will travel down to Anderson Prime 11, our number two pleasure palace, and see this flick this week.

This morning a trip into the kitchen work space revealed that my picture of Robyn Hitchcock had fallen off the window. I’ll take that as a sign that Robyn needs to be included in my next batch of rock dolls.

Yes, I see Brian Eno gazing over at us. I’m ready. Soon, Brian, soon.

I’m thinking of pairs — Brian Eno and Bryan Ferry.

Sets and mini sets of film-related dolls — The Royal Tenenbaums (thanks, Jordan) which might include a Wes Anderson doll. Making that happen would bring me back to a request that actually got me started on Etsy. A young man blew my mind by telling me he loved my painted portraits. Then he asked if I’d ever paint directors.

I was sorta sucked away from painting (but will return!) but I do think of the Soft Boys and Soft Girls as portrait/ memorial dolls. They are my mid-century inspired, secular retablos or laminas.

The dolls have put my hand back into portraiture and they will happily lead me back into painting. I want to paint portraits of the dolls. It’s a little loony but my process is my own.

Breathe Slowly

Posted in constructions, dreams, handmade with tags , , on November 22, 2010 by darcyarts

While the mountains that surround us turn white with snow it’s all about deep breaths and carrying on at DarcyArts.

Midway through this holiday crafting season I think I finally understand the popularity of the “Keep Calm and Carry On” poster.

My inner monologue sounds a lot like this: “Must keep moving forward. Must not pause long for daydreaming or longing for the currently unattainable. Keep stitching, bitch!”

Sometimes I get blurry. Sleep restores my gumption.

While I don’t really address myself as bitch, pulling Big Soft Color into the world is my magnificent obsession.

I’m trying to stay focused but there have been moments in which new ideas wiggle through the screen needing to find some sort of expression. Those are the loose noodles my sketch book catches. This is the natural process. The stimulus overflow will give rise to next year’s creations. Amen.

Must go now to work, work, work. Spin, spin, spin. Need to make space for Thanksgiving Joy.

In the Middle

Posted in constructions, dolls, dreams, etsy, handmade, projects, television with tags , , , , on November 1, 2010 by darcyarts

There are signs that I may have fallen down the rabbit hole of holiday sales season 2010. It’s a rush and at the same time that it is just a little bit frightening.

I am well into fulfilling an order for 11 big double chocolate donuts and I’ve got a Stevie Wonder doll to start.

Will the velocity of sales at the DarcyArts shop increase?

Will it be a gas, gas, gas, cranking out my little lovelies for all the fans of DarcyArts? Yes, it will.

I think I’ve got the hang of spreading my energies evenly over all the tasks at hand. It’s freedom of movement  that comes from employing the carousel method of creation. I ride a different painted pony every few hours.  I switch it up — sew, cut, stitch, stretch. When my eyes need to stretch their vision to a far horizon I’ll run an errand. Get myself  to the health food store, JoAnn store for more stuffing, or check the thrift stores for the things on my list. 

Then back to work. After the morning  NPR programs are finished I’ll turn on the sweet trashy Bravo TV shows or HGTV as background noise. I look up occasionally to see whats going on but keep my eyes on the project at hand.

When I need a little outside energy I’ll have another cup of tea and play some good music to push me through — Josh Homme’s Queens of the Stone Age, some good old Rolling Stones, Brian Jonestown Massacre, Love, Robyn Hitchcock, Iggy Pop.

I’ve been slowed a bit by a virus my honey and I picked up  last week. My immune system is doing its job of kicking its ass. I have not been really down with it. At first it felt like I was being invaded by a load of tiny aliens but I’ve been able to work plenty and sleep plenty.

I’m still up early, before the sun shines, Checking for orders, setting up my work for the day. I get my materials ready, have a glass of tea, and this week, eat way too much carrot cake.

Things are rolling along. I am so happy to be working at producing things that I dreamed up, so pleased that I finally managed to make something out of nothing. February 2, 2011 will be the second anniversary of quitting my day job.

I feel good about the things I do. I have an open mind. I’m learning all the time and I am making people happy.

No more sour apples.

DarcyArts Diaspora

Posted in Art, dolls, dreams, food, gardening, handmade with tags , , , , , on September 10, 2010 by darcyarts

DarcyArts studio has a new map of the United States. Here, we will keep track of all the places Soft Boys, Big Donuts, Curly Stars and plush critters have gone.

There is a map of the world, too. Watched over by my two favorite Brits — Brian Eno and Bryan Ferry. As it should be, doll.

It’s very nice to have a visual record of the diaspora of DarcyArts pieces. Such a thrill to be scattering seeds across the globe.

I’ve sent donuts to England and squids and donuts down under. Canada, oh, Canada, close at hand and on the USA map, has taken quite a few items as well. Thank you, handmade-loving people of the world! You are making my dream come true.

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It had been a while since I snapped any pix for the ol’ blog. I’ve been very busy stitching.

Yesterday I  photographed the beautiful cloud-filled sky.

Rain, dew covered things in the yard.

It was so cool outside in the early morning hours.

Frank and I dug it completely and were very grateful for such a cool summer.

The squash I planted late in the season do not agree.

These beautiful squash are from K and D’s lovely haven in Sebastopol. We are using up the veggies and my bod is digging it. I am saving seeds while telling myself I must start fresh with a new dirt trough next year. I think I’ll invert a big crate on which the pots sit and fill it with nice soil. Fresh, Fresh, Fresh.

Fred Janis Memorial Pirate Chicken

Posted in dreams, esoterica, family, film, music, rock n roll with tags , , , , , on August 4, 2010 by darcyarts

Walking in the local grocery store a few weeks back I showed Frank my new favorite dog toy. 

You may not know it but dog toy design can get really interesting. I have been imagining the designers who were responsible for my favorites.  I don’t have a dog but i do have a long beautifully rendered purple and beige snail and a big orange carrot with dashing smile and a sombrero. Both these toys look like they could be the work of Gary Panter, the artist responsible for set and creature design on Pee Wee’s Playhouse

The Capt. Jack Chicken is right up there with the carrot and the snail. Spied on an earlier solo grocery-getting trip, I talked myself out of buying it. On the trip with Frank the Capt. Chicken joined our ranks. 

“Fred would love this,” Frank said. ” He would hang it on his rear-view mirror.” 

That’s we’ve stashed our Capt. Jack Chicken, or as we’ve dubbed him, Capitan Pollo con uno oyo. 

 

Our friend, Fred Janis, was on a mission. He was blessed to be sure of his path through life. He was a smart, passionate, visionary hard-core writer/musician. He gave it everything he had. Everything. 

Like so many young men of his generation his encounter with San Pedro’s  the Minutemen struck him like a thunderbolt. 

D. Boon, Mike Watt and George Hurley were committed to their vision. Non materialist speakers of truth who seized the moment, the music, the pulpit and took it on the road. They jammed econo, for sure and Fred Janis and his band, Zero Tolerance Task Force, followed the Minutemen’s lead. 

Frank and Fred were friends in Tucson, Arizona. I visited Frank there in 1998. Fred dropped by Frank’s one day and, as is my way, I loved him at first sight. A rumpled, comfortable Taurus, sweet, calm (Libra Rising) and impulsive from the Aries. 

Fred loved Pete Townshend. Pete Townshend is a Taurus with Aries in his chart. It makes for men/boys who are whip smart, pleasantly bratty, outspoken, driven. I could dig it. 

These pix are taken from my computer screen with my Canon Power Shot digital. The images come from Zero Tolerance Task Force videos on YouTube. Go there and check out the band in action. 

They have a dreamy, ghostly quality. That’s what we have now of Fred. Fuzzy memories but a heartful of affection for a really cool guy. He loved his people, especially his daughter, Kyla. 

Here is a post from Kyla on one of the YouTubed Task Force videos

“Seven years today. I love you dad. Fred Janis was so important to so many people. And the best dad ever. Derek is missed so much as well, Derek was like my uncle. I love both of them so much.” 

Fred had problems sleeping. When he and his band for the new century — drummer Derrick LeVeque and bassist J.J. Styles — went on the road he always choose to get to the next town right after leaving the show. No sleep, drive on, go. 

From Toxic Tombstones SAD NEWS: Two of our dearest friends. Fred Janis and Derek Leveque of ZERO TOLERANCE TASK FORCE are no longer with us. They were involved in a fatal car accident in New Mexico about 2am Sunday July 27th 2003 while on tour. Fortunately, JJ survived and is back in Tucson. If you never had a chance to know Fred or Derrick, you are the loser. Fred was a unique Tucson punk icon and in the 13 years we’ve known him, he was the kindest, most unselfish person we’ve met. We will miss his sense of humor and his unmistakable laughter and of course, his music. Even if you think his band ZTTF sucked, Fred Janis embodied Tucson more than anyone I know. Face it, for many people this is a town of poverty, menial jobs, drug addiction and boredom. Zero Tolerance Task Force, in its various incarnations with Fred at the helm made Tucson a more interesting place to live. For anyone who mocked his efforts or put down his band, you only made yourselves seem all that more insignificant and are undeserving of our respect. Anyone who took the time to know Fred and Derek will find their own life’s a little emptier now. I know ours will be. Even if you only caught one ZTTF show, you’ll know what you’ll miss in the future. No one can fill their shoes.please, take care and drive safely!!
Bill and Julianna of Toxic Ranch records