Anyway, I will get to photography, but for now I'm going to share with you my most recent project. I have reupholstered my first chair...I thought upholstery was merely removing one fabric and putting on another!!! Rolling eyes. Back to the skeleton, new springs and everything!! And I have finally managed to get my mum's sewing machine up and running too and have sewn eight cushions...I know, a bit excessive. I may be the last one to notice that there is definitely an obsessive side to my personality and have been staying up till' one most nights - I am making myself ill and still can't stop!!!
So this is the chair that has demanded my attention of late.
I picked it up in an auction in a battered state for £30. This is my first chair reupholstered using traditional methods of tacking, stitching and layers of horsehair. It has taken days and nights and not at inconsiderable cost!! I have loved every minute of being absorbed in making and creating...as I used to be with my photography.
With regards photography, I have 'thinked' my way out of any instinctive creativity and have become an inhibited and uninspired photographer. The last few months has taught me quite a lot about myself. I have the tendency to take things too seriously and intensely. By taking a step back from my photography or more to the point, the theorising and researching of photography, has taken the heat out of it and restored balance. By letting it go and 'creating' in other ways has unlocked my creativity finally.
Anyway...after the Kirstie Allsopp treatment below is the chair and the cushions...it is so satisfying to create, have something physical for your efforts and be proud of it.
This is what I have missed, when you're putting the hours in and the outputs continue to disappoint, the point comes when you have to weigh up whether the effort is worth it...and that is where I've been with this course.
I'm not going to quit, I loathe quitting. However, I have concluded that whilst I have learnt a lot more about photography and social documentary...it ain't for me. Part of me wishes I could just send in an assessment with my best work so far, but its not in my nature...I will battle on with it for a few more months...
I have had two mini breakthroughs. I have a new lead for assignment five and am hoping to meet up with Saffron Waghorn who is a sculptor having spent many years living a sustainable existence on the cliff edge at Skipsea. I am very much looking forward to meeting her at some point in the near future.
And slurping over a bowl of moule mariniere on a recent visit to London (I'll post about this later) an idea came to me. Momentous!! It is so long since an idea has risen from the depths of my subconscious...it verges on a 'landscape' project really...but I'm going to run with it anyway. And I got a few shots I'm happy with down there too...way to go!!
Something Chris Evans said on the radio this morning comes to me. David Bowie complained to his rock star friend Bono that the songs were just not coming to him and he didn't know what to do. Bono responded by saying look where you live...which was Switzerland...so Bowie moved to New York.
Something else comes to me from the same show. Victoria Wood was saying she has thrown herself in to her work since her children have left home...nothing has filled this void, she says...but then she goes on to say that she has to live a bit of life in order to have something to write about. You can't contrive creativity, it has to come from within.
So, there we have it...bisy backson