Research Paper:
On the multi generational creativity, connection, sisterhood and the role of crafts
Tereza Stehlikova – follow up with tht email and potentially a few interview questions
Patricia Taylor – follow up
Krystyna Wojtyna Drouet – try to see if she might be open to an interview about her work and her sister and daughter’s involvement
Also potentially visit the Lace Museum in Koniakow and try to see if I could interview a family of women that is still currently making the lace using traditional techniques and if they are passing it on through generations and how they are managing to do this and how it’s affecting them
Jung/Goethe/Faust/Mickiewicz/Dziady
-indigenous wisdom of mothers
-rituals and crafts – could this tie in together with the interviews?
SEMI STRUCTURAL INTERVIEW might be an option
Art:
Keep experimenting with lace, starch and wicker, potentially a large repetitive process of loads of flowers on wires/threads, recycled violin strings
Keep the playful experiments with PLA going, explore further the idea of combining lace pieces and human outlines
Short exhibitions in bursts: keep it going as it is allowing for the spontaneity rather than perfecting something
LACE: Funny memory of my mum telling me about 1-2 years ago, while I was still in my full time job/motherhood/no perspective in art phase: “I know you’ll go back to the mountain people lace and shoes evenytually, you’ll see” and me being really cross and annoyed with how ridiculously impossible that idea was, how I couldn’t be further away from even considering doing that again…and here I am, a couple years later, ordering the handmade lace from mountain people, dipping it in sugar water and starch, shaping it, playing with it, unable to stay away. I’m even more annoyed with mum now for being right;) And also: how did she know?!?
Some additional skatches based on the lace flowers exploration, thinking of creating loads of the little lace flowers and combining them with wicker/wires/violin and viola strings, make a whole meadow full of them with a ceiling from which they are hanging or lamps hanging over the meadow, with a hammock in the middle(my earliest childhood memory), meadow like Pina’s, going even crazier as she recommended…
Continuing that wild trail of thoughts and preparing for our hiking trip to the polish Tatra mountains, which is where my husband and I got married 10 years ago, planning to introduce our kids to the experience and get them to enjoy it while also expecting to hear “boring” quite a lot, I’m reminescing and wondering: what is it about these mountains that pulls us so? Why do I love that music, that craftsmanship, why did all these city people become so obsessed with it during the 20 years between WWI and WWII? People went there to cure their asthma and other diseases but many stayed, romanticising the Tatras in their books and poems, painting them, making music, writing theatre plays, dancing and performing? Why did I get so enchanted by the Tatras when I first went there with my husband, started listening to the music and started making the shoes and lace pieces for my collections? Why am I back there again almost 20 years later? And then, which never happens to me, an idea for a painting showed up in my head unexpected, so I sketched it. The weather will be absolutely horrible, it might even snow, but we’re going anyway and will probably come back changed slightly in some magical way…
And then there is that photo of my grandma Krysia and another one of my mum(same age as my grandma in the first photo) with great grandma Bronia and then of in the mountains…which I have recently accidentally discovered and used when applying for this art competition in Poland…
