My pooch, Phil, and I decided to go on a little hike in the wilderness that we currently call home. Normally he stays by my side or at least hops to it when I call but this time he would only run half way to me then excitedly flip a bitch.
I figured he was on to something and followed his lead. I was expecting he’d found a bone or a deer shed but this was much more than a singular bone. It was a dumping ground of expired livestock. Kind of grusome not to mention pungent but at the same time beautiful in some way.
My inner Georgia O’Keefe awoke and begged to create something out of these once living remnants. I retuned home got some bags and headed back out to collect… this is what I gathered:
In the midst of attempting to dye a coffee stained garmet, I abandoned the failing dress in persuits of this new venture.
After thorough bleaching and a bit of Elmers Glue I dipped one in Rit Dye just to see..
It worked like a charm.
With another, I played with the delacacy of white, ivory and the natural bone.
I went back again and scaveneged a few more. Some to dye, some to paint, some to abandon merely to see, explore and revel in…
“I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn’t say in any other way – things I had no words for.” -Georgia O’Keefe