Still experimenting with the coffee skirts, the possibilities seem endless but while I am intrigued by what is happening, no one way has grabbed me. And when I can't "see" anymore I go back to photographing the bottom of the coffee cups. The cafe in the village has been very kind, saving them for me; the only problem is they have been washing them out. I explained what I was doing and now they look at me with big smiles on their faces. Not sure if I haven't just claimed village idiot status.
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Just be proud of your new status in the village. I enjoy your updates. I can imagine playing with yarn in a similar way
ReplyDeleteThanks Lucinda, I will wear my new status with pride, and go play with all that lovely yarn, you will have a blast!
DeleteAre the pictures you're showing photos? Or drawings? Or etchings even? They remind me of black and white etchings, that's why I ask. Regardless of the medium, I've loving your exploration of coffee cups.
ReplyDeleteHi Jennifer, these are drawings/mixed media, charcoal, pastels, both oil and chalk, graphite and what ever else is n the table. The charcoal is filthy to work with but gives such deep blacks.
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