Tonight is the opening of KAUNAS TEXTILE BIENNIAL '11 in Lithuania. My work is travelling further afield and my longing to be out there with it getting ever stronger. I asked for my Changelings to be presented laid out on a surface and am keen to know how it was done. Andrea Milde, one of the exhibitors, promised to take a few snaps for me, can't wait to see them, but am also apprehensive. My diminutive Changelings will have quite a task of standing up (while lying down, we share that!) for themselves, and for this artist. It is such a big event, with a European Textile Network-conference, themed exhibitions, performances, presentations, showcasing artists from all over the world, many of whom are in the middle of a successful career. Oh, I want to see it all. But how do I fit in there? Just think: Yinka Shonibare is one of the UK-artists invited for a different part of the exhibition. I feel like a tiny, if aged fledling, cheeping panic-stricken on the edge of a nest. Will my wings work? Part of me is so proud to have my work selected, but another part, rather more noisy just now, can't quite believe it and is waiting for notification that a mistake was made. Even writing this feels presumptuous. Looks like I need to grow to keep up with my art.
If all goes well (knock on wood!) my pieces will hold their own in the exhibition titled REWIND PERSONAL STORY, which explores narrative art, set beside a piece of writing by each artist. My story has my memory of my cousin Edith/Edith's shoes as its starting point; if you'd like to know where it leads me click on my name under the above link.
My work is at KAUNAS TEXTILE BIENNIAL '11!
The exhibition is open until 10 December 2011.
3 comments:
I hope they exhibit your work as requested. How exciting to be sending your pieces so far afield! It's really happening for you at the moment, which is wonderful. :)
Thanks, Susan. I had a dream last night, a nightmare really: I am at the museum where the exhibition takes place, looking for my changelings. In the end I find them in a small space, have to go around a kind of low wall. I bend down and find that each piece is behind a kind of small door and when I open the first door only a small piece of the actual crochet is visible. Same with the second. As if something needed to be hidden away as it was shameful. Then the dream ends. I'm afraid I will be anxious until I know that/how my changelings are in the show. Wished I could e-mail myself there and see.
I just saw a post that made me think of you on Camilla Engman's Blog. Here's a link if you have energy/time to stroll by for a look:
http://camillaengman.blogspot.com/2011/09/arkiv-de-ufullendte-archive-unfinished.html
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