My art is like a song, first in the distance, I hear it softly.
The tune catches a place in my heart and I feel it closer.
It goes from a few disconnected notes and keeps swelling.
I hear the song completely.
I see it in my mind.
I hear it in my heart.
It moves me in a dance, the flames of the torch, the softness of the fabric.
I see it, piece by piece, come together in my hands.
I recognize it as the notes I first heard in the distance.
A mixture of mediums is how my art is made.
It could be fibers, gently teased apart to become felt or ceramics fired in my kiln.
It could be precise sewing, either by hand or machine, each stitch evenly spaced.
Often it’s metal, cut and welded, manipulated and shaped by heat.
Sometimes it’s done in quiet meditation in comfort and seclusion.
Sometimes it’s in my welding shop, where it’s hot and gritty and I have to pay close attention because it is dangerous.
No matter which one of the mediums I am using I hear the music and I dance.
Nancy Geren
From my Blog
Winnemucca Nevada to Wells Nevada
Now we are off to an area that we have stayed before and are looking forward to arriving. We pull into a rest stop mid day and this is the view from our open door as we sit and have our lunch. We stay at Welcome Station RV. It is truly a destination RV park. Not for families or those looking to be entertained but a quiet, [...]
Burns Or to Winnemucca Nv
When you mention to fellow travelers that you are headed to Winnemucca they usually screw up their faces and ask “why”? It’s a casino town and has no other attributes. The reason RVers head there is because it is located in an area that you have pass through and the next available place to find shelter is inconvenient. There are a lot of laborers of different trades [...]