It is curious to watch one's own process shift. Natural, I suppose, to keep exploring one's own interests. The stenciling feels natural to me, certainly hearkens back to my screenprinting days and is in keeping with my continued printmaking. This is another quilt I did not know was happening when I began idly drawing in my art journal, looking at the pattern on one of my little purses from Maruca design. I altered it, then painted it in with some new watercolors I had bought from Beam Paints (check them out!). I just fell in love with their watercolors, first having seen them at The Whitney gift shop and marveling at their design. I suspected I would need more time to choose the color of "paint stones" I wanted (and I see that you don't get to choose your own colors from the gift shop), so I ordered directly from Beam. The paints are creamy and enjoyable to use. But that is all a digression.
The title came after the sketch and painting: Angling. Because of all the triangular shapes, initially. Angling also means fishing. The Thoreau quote from Walden came to mind, anchoring the concept: "Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it; but while I drink I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains."
I see it as a continuation of "everything is temporary," an idea I think about constantly. Added to that is: savor what you can, here, now, knowing it will not continue forever for you.
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