ME MYSELF-i // I’ve long believed making self-portraits is a powerful way to learn about your innermost self. How you see yourself has such bearing on how it is that you operate in the world. // I began making these portraits of myself in 1989 - way before the whole “selfie” thing took hold. I’ve learnt so much, grown so much in strength, because of these portraits. I can look myself in the eye and like what I see, no matter my internal weather. // I’d like to run a workshop called ME MYSELF-i, in order to teach people how to photograph themselves. In order to understand themselves better. And also, so that they can have better social-media game… lol. It’ll be a combination of fun, light-hearted banter, deep conversation, technical “how to detail” and excellent results. A three hour learning experience with me, and all you need is a smart phone and your own face - no previous photographic experience required. I guarantee your selfies will be better afterwards, or your money back. LOL. // I’m wanting to run the workshop in various towns around this lovely country of ours, as travel is on my agenda for the next six months. What do ya reckon? Sound like a good idea to you? I’d love your feedback. [This photo: Self portrait with bare shoulders, 20 June 2018]
RED RIBBON ROADS // even got red roads on my packaging today… [reference my last post about intersections and travelling red roads]. I get deep pleasure from packaging my work. And I often am using the packaging to practice ideas for future artwork, in a way that is free and without pressure to make “good art”. Hence the wee pencil corners on this bit of packaging [and a strangely lovely awkward red flower on the back of the parcel…]. This one’s off to Wellington this afternoon. Ciao sweet wee artcards.
INTERSECTION, 2018 // This is where I’m at. An intersection. The different paths my working life has taken all of a sudden meeting up. It’s definitely a red road I’m on. Whether I like it or not, every single thing I do in my working life has got to matter to me. I cannot do it if my there’s not a red thread from my heart to the work I’m producing. It’s a fcking curse half the time, but I’m well aware it’s also my greatest strength. It’s exciting and terrifying and requires so much self-belief, to take this next big forward leap in my artistic life. Cross fingers for me. X [Details coming soon!]
LIKE A DREAM AT CABLE BAY // I’ve had such a beautiful day. Long hours of work I really enjoyed followed by time with a friend then time with my son then time watching Queer Eye on Netflix while my son hung with his mate. Posting this shot I did of Cable Bay to close out today because it somehow reminds me of a dream landscape and that’s where I’m off to now: dreamland.
SELF PORTRAIT WITH MY FAVOURITE CUSHION, JUNE 2018
The other night I flopped back on my bed after a long and excellent bath, with my phone in hand, and made this photograph. It somehow describes how I’m feeling internally right now. And I like the glowing orange, it looks like how the cushion feels .
How things feel is very important to me - I literally cannot touch some fabrics, and don’t get me started on when a newspaper touches the skin of my bare legs… oh it gives me the shivers to think of the yuk feeling!
When I was a child, in hospital, or sick, or distressed, I would rub fabric between my fingers and thumb. It was so soothing. Now, as a middle-aged woman, I have this cushion on my bed, and I run my left hand over it in the morning as I’m writing with my right. It feels so good, has the same soothing effect.
It’s important to be able to find ways to give ourselves comfort, eh.
ALL THE STARS, 1/5, FOR A.M // A.M came to pick up her artwork this morning - I had to take a photograph of myself with it before it left me. I absolutely love the scale of it! // A.M bought this as a symbol of her family because “all the stars in the sky, in the middle of so much rain, this is how the years go by” felt exactly like family life to her. The inscription I wrote on the print for her was “For all of us.” I also dig the overdrawing I did - esp the wee dashes I made over the folds in the paper. // A.M is doing a big renovation of her home and has invited me to come see the artwork when it’s up in its new space. Can’t wait!
SUCH A LOVELY MORNING IN MY WORKROOM // This beautiful rose from my garden in my favourite vase sums up my morning: gorgeous and lovely and I’ve gotten so much work done. Hashtag win.
IT’S BEAUTIFUL HERE, IN NELSON // One of the lovely things about going to Nelson was getting to meet B, who bought the original artwork of ‘it’s beautiful here at the edge’, and getting to see it in it’s new home. This is the spare room of B’s most delightful storybook modern straw bale house, set in a green fantail-filled valley. It love the artwork working so well with the leadlight windows and the gentle curving lines of the sill. Jeez, lucky guests sleeping in this bedroom! // In case you haven’t seen this before, the artwork reads: it’s beautiful here, in this small room, in this small town, in this small country, at the edge, of the world //
THE FINAL HEADS-UP // This post is the final reminder that the price of my studioprints are going up from noon on Friday 15th June. $123 to $155. // Thanks to all of you who have purchased your prints already. Your orders are gonna keep me real busy next week! // Follow the link if you wanna buy one before the arrow heads upwards… http://www.fleurwickes.co.nz/studio-prints-2011-2017/
NO PLACE LIKE HOME // Left this gorgeous 100 year old room very early this morning. Gotta love the ceilings with those beautiful metal structural supports… Been in car, plane, bus, car to get back to Whanganui and while it’s been excellent to be away and find some new perspective, I gotta say there’s no place like home. This town is like a warm bath and a gentle hug combined.