EP WEEK4 day3 (Good Friday)

i'm tired this morning as i knew i would be after sitting at computer so long yesterday ... i also stayed up too late watching tv about peoples portrait choice of simon weston - a lovely programme .. and i always feel quiet on Good Friday.

my photo of derelict allotment building

 my recent photo on left reminded me of jungjin lee and her photography, which has a lovely inky black texture and are very calm.

jungjin lee

jungjin lee

jungjin lee

 ...just thinking this morning about enclosed intimate spaces ... and maybe cos it's easter, icon's came to mind ... portable treasures, instant altars.... somewhere to go other than here.. like into a book.
So much art today is big and brash and 'out there, in your face',so to speak.... we're surrounded (bombarded) with so much visual information ... why should i want to create more?? .. therefore thinking i want what i make to not just be an expression of some sort, but of something beautiful as well... something worth making, not just another commodity.

.. will start working with cardboard folder and box lid, with some reference to allotment photos, intimacy, hiddeness, beauty, alternative world.....

I have just remembered a memory of when i was aged about 8 or 9, at my girls only junior school, with a male student teacher, the class, made individual  textile collage pages of wedding dresses, all full of beautiful snippets of fabric and lace and sequins, which were made into a fabric class book, with everyone submitting their page and it was beautiful.... can't remember many details .. but i loved it ... it was very special and i spent many wet break times just looking through this beautiful object, a cloth book made from scraps. It wasn't the theme of a wedding dress, it was the beauty of something created from the nothingness of the scraps ... the transmutation ... the alchemy.
.... i'm really surprised at this strong memory appearing just now ... i wonder why ... ??
... i wasn't very happy at this school and i didn't live in the catchment area as mum was a teacher in the infant department. I was not particularly liked by the teachers, often felt excluded and on the fringe of things and sometimes bullied..... i don't have many memories of this time ... but i remember the cloth book and the enjoyment i had in making my page.
15.23 i don't think much making will take place today, so will choose images and questions for EP crit with les and work on mapping the territory, which i'm finding so difficult to pin myself down with :(