Back in March our childhood church was having their annual St. Patrick’s Day Festival, which includes an art show, and The Sister and I were asked to enter. While the pieces that I entered did not sell, it was still a fun experience, as well as being my first time exhibiting. Plus, there was some nice art to take in.
So, in true fashion, The Sister and I always seem to catch exhibits on the very last day, and the Sew What? Textile Art Exhibit hosted by The Hattiesburg Arts Council was not exception. We made it there with forty-five minutes to spare. However, it was plenty of time to see and fully appreciate the exhibit, luckily enough.
The exhibit touted works from The Pine Belt Quilters, which was founded in 1984. “These dedicated quilters, some 150 strong, meet monthly and hold biennial Fiber Art and Quilt show.” – as lifted from the HAC email.
There were also a few African Story Quilts from Atlanta resident, Janice Hunter. “As a professional fabric artist, Janice Hunter has been sewing since childhood. In recent years, however, her work has evolved from traditional bed covers to art quilts which have been exhibited in many different venues.” – also lifted from the HAC email.
So, let’s get to it. I didn’t take pictures of every piece, but it’s nearly everything that awas there. Lots of phenomenal work under the cut. Also, I snapped a few of the building since the HAC is now housed in our former library.
All illustrations are on XL multi media 98 Lb paper and I use Indian Ink pens and Artists Markers. These measure 7 x 10 inch (17,7 x 25,4 cm).
We’re running a few specials in the shop this month over at PoppyART.
We’re currently having a huge studio sale! Everything in the Studio Sale section is marked down and ships for free. Also the coiled bowls and clay creations have free shipping as well!
Purple Extravaganza is happening! Purchase any piece of art that contains purple in it and receive a free Ink Blot piece!
My city participates in Festival South. For the past several years, in June, there will be numerous art events all over the city, for pretty much the entire month. I think it’s a fab idea, however, there is so many different events and the way that the organization lays it all out is extremely confusing to me. I miss all of the good stuff. All I can ever seem to read are the things I’m not interested in, the things that cost money, or the events at the ungodly hour of nine in the morning.
So, this year I missed seeing Russian Ballet because it wasn’t even in their program for 4 June, but the magazine I picked up today listed it, and the Russian lady I met today told me about it; though she was also confused by the Festival South programming because she thought it was tomorrow.
I also missed this other art exhibit about Southern Influences, because it also wasn’t in the program and was only sent to my email by the Festival South team the day before it was over and I was busy attending a funeral on this exhibits last day.
Two years ago, this 4. July, Art Party had its first ever meeting. I enjoying playing the hostess more than anything. I love to prepare foods and arrange table settings in a pleasing manner. I also enjoy spending time with people who are close to me and creating art or learning new crafty things. I felt that what better way to have all of this combined, was to create impromptu Art Parties.
They initially started out as simply enjoying the time together working on our own art or projects, but have expanded to also include learning some new craft like origami, candle making, or beaded jewelry.
I become rather fond of my art. This fondness reminds me of the film, Miss Potter, about Beatrix Potter’s life. Her illustrations were like her children. Now, she talked with her wee little animals in coats, apparently. I don’t really do that, but I do feel like my girls are a part of me, like they are my little sisters or some such.
So, it feels awkward and weird to throw them away. But I also can’t keep all of them, as they are a lot in number. I do illustrate with intentions to sell my work. But, I’m never to the point of pricing things so high because I just love them so much. However, when they don’t sell, I don’t have the room to keep them, so I abandon them to good homes.