The preparation for this project has taken me to discover new processes and craft makers attached to them.
The process of mapping a heart shaped route will take me on a journey to question what love is, or means to people, perhaps also what love becomes through time. I will attempt to map the meaningful connections we make through our journeys and visualise the invisible process of life.
The preparation has lead me to connect with a leather maker in Colorado while looking for an adequate belt, a wood turner on the Isles of Wight while taking down my last exhibition there and looking for a new hand spindle, a sheep flock on Portland island, jewellery maker Ruth Facey, who worked with me on the Encounters shop Andover last year, a natural dyer in Calais and other artists at Chapel arts.
The project relates to my last project and the one before, and the one before, and the one before that.
The map already feels so much wider than Andover.
Rebecca Solnit, writer and wanderer, has inspired my work for the past two years; in her “Field Guide to getting lost”, I have followed her path and understood many of the connections I made on my Artistic Adventures( the name I give to any of my projects).
One of my most peculiar connection stories;
During my studies in Rennes, France, I was working in a Night Bar. One evening during my shift , my hand bag was stolen, containing my purse and my Passport.
A month later, I was having coffee with a friend. A guy I had met once and exchanged phone number with came in the cafe to talk to me; he had been called by the police who had let him know that they had found my passport. His phone number must have been in my purse at the time and he was the only connection they had found to get back to me.
I did not take too much notice at the time but was very grateful to him.
A month later, I visited another friend at his new flat. On arrival, I picked up the post for him to find that the other Guy’s ID card was in the letter box. It had been stolen and posted there randomly.
I returned it to him. He was very grateful.
A year later, this guy played in a big part in my life at a time when I was feeling lost. The direction I took then, changed my life forever.
Connections are made. We connect, we disconnect. What are their meanings? Do we see them? To we give them credit? How can we measure them, sense them enough so we don’t miss or disregard their values?
Post your stories here and I will spin them as I read during the project.