My blogging once again fell by the wayside.
A lot has happened over the last few months (!). I am now an unbelievably happy single mom working frantically to get my project done.
I was inspired by this passage line in the Tao about essentially how the emptiness inside is what makes things useful, a pot, house, etc. it seemed so perfectly suited for my life at that point. My (ex) husband and i built our house with our own two hands over two long years and in 7 months after moving in our dream home had become a completely unlivable space because of his addictions, this tangle of my desire for control and his lack of control over any part of his life that also made me confront my lack of control and desires for an appearance of perfection while the interior of my life was a mess.
After originally deciding to create an 8 foot tall 8 foot long 6 foot wide needlepointed house i came out of my insanity and realized that (in a most un-american fashion) i needed to downsize by a few billion percent! So now my house is a nice 14 x 21 inches and measures almost 1 inch to the foot to my real house of which this is a model. Inside this obsessively perfect hand made needlepointed house is a massive yarn ball tangle pulling at the yarn used to make the walls from the inside and dragging the whole thing down with its weighty disastrous mess. this little house sits on a 42" tall pedestal with a hole for a foundation and the yarn tangle dribbling beneath it like entrails. yummy...
In a brilliant stroke of luck my therapist, to whom i mentioned this project to, confessed to being a weaver and a yarn hoarder and gave me a trunk full of the nicest wool yarn ever in the most perfect colors of my real house (grey if you were curious), the other yarn she bequeathed me i had oodles of fun dying to match the trim, roof, and shutters.
Now my fingers are ready to fall off because i have been non stop needlepointing for the last month and realized it take me over 18 hours to just needlepoint each panel (and my house has 12, not counting landscaping) and this time does not take into account the cutting and measuring and planning and dying of each one.... who would have guessed that little old ladies took so long to make those tacky tissue box holders!? what a waste!
So i have decided to take the train in to boston and either lug this or ship it or perhaps a bit of both with the pedestal table and am having a terribly hard time finding bar height table legs under $100 a pop. any suggestions are welcomed for that problem!!!
I have a meeting with Wendy (my mentor) next week after i see the biennial on Wednesday and will write back in then!
