Assemblage: The Re-contextualizing of Objects

Assemblage: The Re-contextualizing of Objects

Holly Badgley teaching a class of students

Assemblage: The Re-contextualizing of Objects

There is an affliction some artists have of seeing potential and beauty in everything. Now that I have taken a plastic fusing class, a bookmaking workshop and an assemblage class—will I ever throw anything away again? This affliction also involves picking up trash from off the streets and highways.

A San Francisco artist friend of mine, Helen Cohen, told me she was signing up for this class and I jumped right on it. Not just to hang with her but the possibility of moving into more 3 dimensional work.  It must be said clothing is naturally dimensional, but in my “fine art” side of life, I wanted the freedom to come off the wall.  The teacher, James Sansing, has been running this class for many years. He is a patient, insightful, low key man and has done installations at many locales. 

The first couple of classes were so noisy! James dumps out bin after bin of “junk” from the dump on the tables and students paw through it. So, it’s a cacophony at first, searching for the gems and objects that are calling your name. All of a sudden your bag is full and ideas are flowing.

As the weeks go by the room gets quieter as minds are concentrating. I let myself move from one project to another, the compositions forming almost effortlessly. I worked on several at a time. You watch others at work. You watch what they put back on the table that looks cool and a new piece forms.

What is a girl to do? Make ART not WAR!

I learned about gluing, sawing, piercing, screwing. It is not rocket science, but having a teacher to be there in his quiet way to support the process and other students dedicatedly putting together their work is fun and rewarding. The last class is the big reveal. Many surprises come from the back corners of the room.

Now of course, the material I have left is sitting in a topless plastic tub leftover from the dump. To go with my bag of collected plastic and my bag of paper! Alas. What’s a girl to do?

 

Resources to Learn More

Helen Cohen, Artist:

James Sansing, Artist:

Love Fest @ PenWag: Winter Presentation & Workshop

Love Fest @ PenWag: Winter Presentation & Workshop

Holly Badgley teaching a class of students

Love Fest @ PenWag: Winter Presentation & Workshop

My friend Marcia Manzo called me last year to see if I would be interested in sharing pictures of my trip to Japan, two years ago, for the Peninsula Wearable Art Group. I love sharing things that are so dear to my heart.  This was maybe my one and only trip with the Chigyo sisters, so I was happy to revisit the experience! See previous blog.

She also invited me to teach a workshop in the afternoon that day. Looking at what I taught last time, maybe five years ago, we decided that embellishing a finished garment would be the ticket.

For the talk, I brought samples of the Kasuri fabrics I bought from the indigo dye master, cloth I purchased from the Temple market and clothing made combining my indigos from around the world. Who doesn’t love a show and tell? I was nervous my slideshow would be too long, but people seemed to enjoy the images: details of buildings, food and traveling. And the leitmotif of the honey badger, my favorite totem animal from Japan, got some laughs! One woman said she was moved to tears by the presentation. You can’t ask for more than that.

I was nervous my slideshow would be too long, but people seemed to enjoy the images: details of buildings, food and traveling.

The class in the afternoon was in a large room, but to start we gathered in close to talk technique and I showed ideas for printing, stitching and appliqué. There was an adjacent room that is a kitchen with nice high tables for printing, and a large sink. I brought ample bags of scraps, though not too much organza, as last time my stash of organza was decimated by enthusiastic sewers!

It is always frustrating to only have three hours to work, as I don’t get to see any of the finished products. I realize the class really just serves as a guideline for my approach to embellishment. I try not to make too many suggestions, mainly offering a possible direction or placement of a scrap. I really learn a lot from watching everyone’s own process of play. It’s a lovely give and take.

It is a privilege to see the amount of creativity in this group. Michelle Panganini is in charge of programs now and she is an up-cycling powerhouse. There are the many other makers, who uphold high standards of finishing and ideas. I am hoping to keep connected with this fine group in the years to come.

Knee deep in plastic! Upcycling Plastic with Auli Sookari

Knee deep in plastic! Upcycling Plastic with Auli Sookari

Fused Plastic collage

Knee deep in plastic! Upcycling Plastic with Auli Sookari

I met Auli at the local Tam Valley Craft Fair in November. On my way out I noticed a sublime stack of gauzy looking scarves in divine colors. Her booth was simple and welcoming. She dyes with natural dyes and teaches classes. I took her card so I could peruse her website. I saw she offered a number of fun classes: Weaving 101, beeswax covers, natural dyeing and upcycling plastics.

I am so angry about the state of our trash on highways and the garbage patch in the middle of the ocean! I love the idea of reusing trash and making something worthwhile out of it. That’s part of my fulfillment in life: make lemonade out of lemons! So I signed up with two of my art buddies.

Auli is Finnish and has that clean Scandinavian sensibility. She has a small but well organized studio off her house in the valley down from where I live. She has the goods for this fusing of plastic: loads and loads of apple bags from Trader Joe’s, newspaper sleeves in all colors, bubble wrap in a couple of hues, circles that don’t melt but leave a texture after being sandwiched, and much more.

Though this was not a difficult process, it was a fun way to get juicy and creative. And what I love about a class is the inspiration we get from making things all together.

My friend Myrna brought a couple of her elements for plastic making: plastic yarn in neon pink (loved it!), and some drop cloth with random paint markings on them.

Auli knows the right temperature to make the irons and what parchment to use. Of course there is some trial and error, but that helps us learn and maybe we can reuse our mistakes. Toward the end of the class she brought out lovely colored zippers and made each of us pouches with one of our finished pieces.

Though this was not a difficult process, it was a fun way to get juicy and creative. And what I love about a class is the inspiration we get from making things all together.

Studio Sorting 106

Studio Sorting 106

Studio Sorting 106

I keep my hard patterns up a tall ladder in a loft in the studio. I accumulate the currently used ones on my makeshift closet on the ground floor. Over time the current ones get hard to access and I need to upload some to make order.

Well, as 68 is fast approaching, getting up and down the ladder is becoming more treacherous. Enter Heather. Heather is my talented ceramist friend Suki’s daughter and she is under utilized in life. She is clever and also talented in so many ways.

Bingo-help me Heather! And she did.

We bucket lined down all those patterns in

the loft and put them on a spare rack.

Now- these are patterns that date back from the ‘80s some of them. Then, there was my production period in the ‘90s, when I had 3 sizes of everything. Many have the motif drawn on them, from my paint-by-graphic period, with corresponding templates accompanying. This was a very tender and sentimental journey, to think about what I really still need.

So- little by little the upper rack filled back up with some of the favorite old styles. And new dividing labels to separate the categories. I felt efficient in my choices. Yes, styles might change and go back to shoulder pads and baggier silhouettes. But I won’t! I like a good fit. I have evolved some of my styles down from big to just right and I won’t go back. That is for the younger generation to explore, as it is part of the cycle of life!

The easiest way to recycle them was to make big rolls and tie them up. Heather had had a vision of all the patterns hanging form the ceiling, but though it would have been haunting and graceful, I really just wanted them out!! We documented the rolls. I only retrieved one pattern from the bin. I’m pretty proud of myself, and grateful for Heather.

 Now for the tubs of fabric…

Fiber Sculpture Sebastopol Center for the Arts

Fiber Sculpture Sebastopol Center for the Arts

Fiber Sculpture Sebastopol Center for the Arts

On our way back from Benbow in Southern Humboldt, we ducked in to see the fiber show at the Center for the Arts in Sebastopol. It’s an international juried show and a lot of my friends were showing in it. I don’t always make museum shows, so was happy when circumstances and husband aligned to make it possible.

It was a high quality show, the cream of the local fiber talent as well as from around the country. What I particularly enjoy is seeing a tweak that sets a piece off, something that would otherwise look traditional; the weaving that gets spun off the warp, a work shown backwards so you can see the haphazard stitching.

Case in point: Arlene WohlArlene is a weaver at the back end of her career. Meaning she is so done with making clothing. Wanting something else out of life, she heard many of us talk about the Fiber Sculpture class at College of Marin with the magnificent teacher Carole Beadle. After a number of semesters, she works using scraps from her clothing cuttings (sound familiar?), constructing beautiful assemblages with stitching and negative spaces, making good use of her raw materials. I say Bravo Arlene!

More shout outs to local artists Roz Ritter and Susan Doyle. Roz mines herself. She tells stories of her wrinkles and her history with stitching and filmy fabrics. She is constantly
embroidering. Her work is bold and poetic.

 Susan uses clothing as a medium to tell her stories. The piece in this show uses images of clouds taken from her pilgrimage on the Camino that are transferred onto organza and patched into a beautiful kimono that is as light and airy as the images used.

I was glad we were able to stop and see the exquisite work made by these talented artists that elevate the use of cloth, fiber and unusual mediums to such a high level.

 

Port Townsend Wearable Art Show 2019

Port Townsend Wearable Art Show 2019

Port Townsend Wearable Art Show 2019

The women who lived in Marrakech in the ‘70s have started to gather together every year after one of our dears passed away, taking turns to be exposed to one or the others life, surroundings and activities. This year it is Carol McCreary’s turn. Kinza had told me for years about the amazing wearable art show held in an old Army base in PT and I couldn’t wait to see it!

 Ruth Ann, her sister Melanie and I met in Seattle to have a couple days to see the cultural sights with Seattle based Kinza. This included wandering her neighborhood, where the flowers were bursting with fragrance and color. Then we explored the Olympic Sculpture Park, an outdoor sculpture park that skirts along the Bayshore,  Japantown, where I score Pokemon card binders for grandson, and later after an amazing meal, we visit The Chapel of St. Ignatius that looks as if it was built in Timbuktu.

The next day we car/ferry it to Pt. Townsend, where a resplendent meal awaited us, and the gathering began. The next day we stopped at one of the First People stores and Totem carving workshops. It was fascinating to see how they assemble the work and are training young people to carve. We then hike to falls in the Olympic Peninsula. The Nature is over the top there, deep and ancient, I am touched by the snow-covered peaks , really volcanos, that poke up on the horizon everywhere you look.

The Wearable Art show is a long procession of themed work, modeled by the makers and their friends, young and old. Many of the pieces showcased the perils being wrought upon our Planet, others were whimsical uses of everyday materials. A couple of the works done by younger girls were so moving in their strength and power, it lent hope for our future.

This program highlights and supports arts in the schools and is a wonderful vehicle of expression for the youth.  The show gave the use of fiber arts the respect it deserves.  I recommend a visit to the Olympic Peninsula and including the show as one of your activities while you are there!