Do you have a favorite book or movie genre? Of course you do. I do too - I just didn't know what to call it until last year when I came across a youtube documentary on Magical Realism.
"That's it!" everything in me yelled.
I've always been drawn to books that have a touch of magic - but that magic is mixed into the absolute normalcy of life. I like fairy tales and some fantasy but this is different. The magic is just there. A part of day to day life, if you are observant enough. Think Matilda or Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium, Chocolat, or even Groundhog Day. (among some of my favorites) The book Night Circus and the book and movie, Mrs Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children are others that I just thought I liked, but didn't really have a connection.
I love the idea that there really is so much more possible, so many magical things happening all around us that we just chalk up to coincidence. I am very patient. And I am watching.
Side note, funny story - I used to review books as a part of my job. One day I was sent Mrs. Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children - for some reason the book blurb I received did not clue me in to the fact that this was a type of fantasy novel.... I was a little surprised and confused to say the least. (read it, or watch the movie to see how quickly this idea was squashed)
The ROBOTS 1 year Birthday Celebration begins today!
In case you didn't know the robots story of origin, I will share it here.
Last year I was on an extended traveling assignment and spent my days in rental cars and night after night in hotel rooms. Grateful for the steady work, but I missed my studio - desperately.
So the next break I had, I threw a box of random stuff in my suitcase and decided to make SOMETHING. ANYTHING.
This was also in October during the 31 Nights of Halloween tv specials, so after work I'd watch a movie and make weird things. And that's how the ROBOTS were born. These new friends showed up just when I needed them to.
It all makes sense. I love blocks of wood - really, truly, love blocks. And I've always made dolls - large public art, small anthromorphic* animals and objects.....and now robots!
These fellows make me happy. They seem to make themselves, like magic. Each with their own personality. I am just there to supply the right parts.
And now, a year later, over a hundred robots have been adopted out! I couldn't be more happy.
There really is something magical in not giving up!
*anthropomorphic, it derives from the Greek word anthrōposi, which means "human being." One thing human beings like to do is anthropomorphize animals and inanimate objects. If that sounds fancy, just think about a kindergarten student putting a smiley face on his drawing of a sun.
My time at Villa Barr was interrupted - as with the happenings in the rest of the world - by shelter in place orders. I half expected to be able to stay, after all, I was entirely alone on the property and had absolutely no reason to leave. I had packed food and water, had ample projects to work on and quiet walking trails in the backyard.
BUT the city thought otherwise. They were sending me back to Ohio. It was a risk to have me there with much of the city shut down. I was told, if something happened, the response time would be too long.
I had two thoughts run through my head when they told me that;
1. What could possibly happen?
2. I don't want to leave. I was as safe as a person could be in that house all alone.
AND THEN as it often happens, a situation came up that made me rethink my rebellion.
That night, with a cup of hot tea, a book and my phone in my hand, I slipped and fell down the spiral staircase. Watching someone fall down a spiral staircase must be a hilarious sight. Thankfully no one was there to witness it. Which was their point. Not only was no one there, no one would know, and city workers were not easy to come by.
Halfway down my weird twisting fall, the thought that I could definitely break something crossed my mind. But then my leg caught between two bars and stopped my fall. I was - and am - bruised and scraped up, but that's all. Nothing broken and my noggin did not hit, because my leg took the brunt of it and.
So....the next morning I packed up, cleaned and said goodbye to my 75% down sculpture, and other almost done projects. until we meet again, Phoenix lady. (more on her in another post)
In a short 3 days I will be moving in to a beautiful property in Michigan where I get to be the Artist in Residence.
This is a dream. And there is SO MUCH symbolism woven into this opportunity I can barely stand it.
Amazed at all the little connection points and full circle feelings...… many I can't effectively put into words, but suffice it to say the timing and location is absolutely perfect.
I have heard wi-fi is not available on the property, but I have been given a library card - a library card *insert smiles here* so I will try to update and post pictures along the way.
For now, here is a sneak peak of what I may or may not be expecting....
This is the studio where I will be building my "Baby your Dreams" phoenix lady sculpture. More on her later.
Shannon Marie makes.... a lot. This is where I can explain what I am doing and why, show new work and ideas. ...and ....