Thursday, 17 January 2008

lift your eyes to the sky





It wasn't raining today! I wanted to soak all light possible in, on my way to work. Lifted my eyes to the sky to find these. It was actually two pairs hanging high up there. Missed by someone.

Efficient but restless, haven't found out how to continue clay work just yet. Think the answer will come if I just work on an allow what will be to enter.

Outside the studio door the world was coloured my favourite blue when I left.

Lindsay Feuer, a ceramic artist who knows what she is doing
Yoshihito Sura, fills big spaces with small means.

Paula Lindblom, jewellery artist and blogger in Göteborg, finds link like this and many others.

10 comments:

karin said...

Yes, Bibbi, I do this very often right now (lift my eyes to the power lines).And as your pics show it's so very interesting up there.

andrea tachezy said...

Hi Bibbi, this is funny, almost the same pair of shoes is hanging in the park, in front of our house. Maybe somebody is walking all over the world and throwing the shoes up to the sky.

Bibbi said...

Karin, why didn't I think of that, sometimes I'm just so slow.

Andrea, the question remains: why?
:)

mansuetude said...

...if those are 8 1=2 size, they are mine... i flung them into the sky late last night when i stripped while walking in an unexpected snow storm....the rest of my clothes must have been too light to reach that far!! Perhaps they are on a dolphin in the sea...

now the mystery is solved.

actually, my nephew saw sneakers on a wire when he was here this summer and said it was a sign about buying drugs... symbols for all kinds, but i don't know... i am a white snowflake now...drifting ...

hrsj said...

Yes I have always wondered why shoes are flung over lines.

The work of Lindsay Feuer is beautiful and elegant. I like white clay work. I can see from looking at some of her forms how/why you like her.

I'm glad you're not frustrated about continuing your clay work; perhaps you're in a "gathering" and idea stage?

Bibbi said...

Mansuetude, welcome to stop by, either as a snowflake or looking for new shoes, while flying around.

Heather, yes I feel related. Yesterday I saw work of another ceramic artist (lost the address and name but think I can find it again) that had made a piece almost exactly like one I did a while ago. It's absolutely impossible we could have seen the work of eachother, I think it's ideas, that like mansuetude snowflakes, drift around to be picked up by those receptible in that moment.

It's really interesting to see that the same track of ideas can be followed by people far apart and yet close in minds. I always wonder when I see work similar to my own (and it happens every now and then) if I would like that person if we met.

Marie-Louise said...

Mycket poetiskt med skorna,
undrar om det lyckades på första kastet...

paula said...

Hej Bibbi.
Kul det där med skorna, för det har intressserat mig en del, överallt var du än reser så hittar du dessa skor, till och med i rätt stor mängd på min lilla lilla ö, Alnö, uppe i Norrland. Jag pratade med min mamma om detta, om det kunde vara någon form av "rörelse" el. dyl. och då hade hon hört ifrån en väninnan att skorna kastades upp på el-ledningar när någon mist sin oskuld, hm?! Är det inte droger, så är det sex och då kanske kontentan är rock´n roll?!
Har försökt kolla vidare på nätet, men inte riktigt fått kläm på vad jag ska söka på... Så hittar du något, please let me know!
Allt gott!

Tack för att du leder andra till min blogg och att du gillar det du ser, jag är sååååååå imponerad av det som finns där ute i cyberspace.

mansuetude said...

Bibbi, i love where you are going here with your thoughts about "picking up thoughts" like snowflakes... it is very real. If you notice when an innovation happens, its like once the thought is in one mind, other minds over the globe pick its vibration up... and it is then a seed to plant into life--often by more than one person (you have to grab your desire).

Some people are more receptive. The spirit and the body move in different ways.

Have you ever heard of the hundredth monkey theory? Or Joseph Campbell who studied culture and myth across the globe, recognizing a pattern of "same" motifs (symbols) in all our thought/story. We are one world, one mind, one heart, conected inward and all torn up somehow in our individuality (ideas of separation)...

I like the space you are in. To feel in your work at the crossroads of wonder, to wait for a call for the next pattern of what your hand and mind and heart will (long)to make; to be ready to hear and learn new ways. Its beautiful...and your work is already very soulful (how can you lose)!

I wonder if all the links you choose for us also enter in your choices... the web sometimes makes me fell dizzy with too much (otherness) crowding out my (me)? Its added content to wonder about, sift through, add to myself or discard...

I hope you sing inside all day! Happy with light.

asphaltandair said...

sometimes i look up so often that my neck begins to ache. my eyes also ache sometimes from the beauty of it all. and then there are other times when my i am filled with laughter to see something (like shoes hanging) that i might have missed.
great photo!