Touch Me
It was so obvious. Touch. The one thing artists don’t usually let people do. Even artists that work with textiles because of their tactile qualities. We hang our art on walls along with a ‘do not touch’ signs. At best invigilators’ wearing white gloves will carefully lift the bottom
Touch of wind or water
I thought about “Touch” that Lisa proposed the second challenge. What I thought at that time was wind and water. There are many kind of wind, but I like the soft and a little cool winds. When it touches my skin, it does let me up get out of
Touching Technology
Around the same time Lisa gave us “Touch” as our next assignment I got a new laptop. This fancy device not only has a touch screen and a touch pad, but also a small pad that recognizes my fingerprint. I unlock the computer by touching it, so that got me
Please touch me
Isn’t it crazy that I work with textile because I love it’s tactile nature but don’t let other people touch my work? Hang my work on a wall and stick a ‘do not touch’ notice next to it. Sometimes quilt angels in white cotton gloves will lift a
Sounds of Norway
When I read the first topic: Sound, I thought of the sound waves. It is amazing to see the beautiful different sound
Rhythm of rain
When it starts to rain, there is the smell of soft soil and the sound of bumping into the ground.I think it is like a peaceful lullaby if the sound of falling the rain at night sounds quietly. And when I feel depressed or sad, it feels like blues.
Wind Bell Sound
Karol gave us a very interesting challenge. I kept thinking and thinking. Then, a wind bell rang under the eaves outside of my house. In Japan,we often hang a glass wind bell during the hot and humid summer season. We feel cool with the
City Sounds
I returned from my magical summer place with a heart full of the sights of the Green Mountains and the gentle sounds of the country. I had been lulled to sleep night after night with the windows open and a cool breeze on my face. I found peace in
Sound Waves
As soon as the prompt of Sound was announced my mind went to sound waves. I love the repeat patterns and lines created by the variations and wanted to replicate them in fabric. My work is a graphic representation of multiple waves all overlapping and probably
The song of a summer morning
It has been a hot summer and we don’t have air conditioning, so we open our windows as wide as possible at night to catch a cool breeze if we can. The first sound I hear early in the morning is the sh-sh-sh of the sprinklers coming to life in
Visible Speech
What must it be like not to be able to hear any sounds, to be deaf? You can still make sounds with your speech apparatus, but you can’t hear yourself. This piece is a homage to Alexander Melville Bell’s phonetic alphabet that he devised in 1867 to help deaf