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Title: Looking for a South Faced Home

60 x 80 cm

23 x 31 inches

Today's music:

The Muffs

You are fine if you dream of butterflies

50 x 50 cm enmarcado
20 x 20 inches framed

Supongo que sabes que está acabado... cuando las pesadillas se tornan mariposas...

I guess you know it's finished... when nightmares turn into butterflies...


Today's music:
You Am I

Nightmare

Justo antes de las navidades comencé este dibujo para esta nueva serie de "cosidos" que ha invadido mi espíritu. Tras pintar unos escaparates tuve una contractura en el hombro a la que no le dí mayor importancia. El resultado ha sido doloroso, desastroso. Día tras día me metamorfoseé en un jabalí (un jabalí torpe), incapaz de girar el cuello o estirar el brazo derecho. Tras un mes de antiinflamatorios el médico considera que la fase aguda ya ha pasado y que con un fin de semana de reposo estaba solucionado. Así que tras dos días sin trabajar y con nueva medicación he conseguido coger la aguja de nuevo. Esta tarde me pongo con esta pieza que he tenido que esconder durante días, porque impotente no quería pensar en ella.
Mañana os enseño el resultado...

Right before Christmas I set work on this drawing for the "embroidery" series that I'm a little obsessed with at the moment. After drawing on shop windows I pulled a muscle in my shoulder but I didn't pay much attention then. But it has been painful, disastrous. Day after day I underwent a metaphorsis into a wild boar (a clumsy one), unable to turn my neck or stretch my right arm. After a month of anti-inflammatory taking doctor says the worst phase has past and all I needed was a weekend of rest. So after two workless days and some new medication I've reached my hand to the needle and the thread again. This afternoon I get back to work on this piece, the same drawing I've been hiding for days now, because, helpless as I was, I didn't want to think about it.
Tomorrow I'll post the outcome...


Today's music:
Neil Young

You talk too much

- Hablas en sueños. Hablas despierta. No hables tanto. Tus palabras pueden causar envidia.

- You talk in dreams. You talk when you are awake. Don't talk so much. Your words might make some people jealous of you.

Today's music:
Tim Buckley

There's no reason to feel unlucky

- ¿Lo has pensado bien?

- ¿Qué más hay que pensar?

- A veces no te entiendo...

- Estoy tan cansada...

- No tienes motivos para sentirte tan desafortunada...

- Have you thought about it thoroughly?

- What else is there to think?

- Sometimes I just don't understand you...

- But I'm so tired...

- There's no reason to feel unlucky...

(Overheard piece of talk)

Today's music:

Yo La Tengo

Time stopped when luck fell over me

Comienza una semana llena de suerte, luces, dulces, sorpresas y buenas intenciones.

También una semana de malabarismos familiares.

La navidad me hacía sentir euforia. Ahora me siento un poco perdida.

Un poco deslabazada.

Mi mente va a su aire y mi cuerpo va detrás.

Hoy toca trabajar mucho y no dejar de sonreir.

A disfrutar.

Today a week of luck, lights, sweets, surprises and good intentions begins.

It´s also a week of family juggling.

I used to feel euphoric at Christmas. Now I feel a little bit lost.

A little uncoordinated.

My mind runs freely at its pace and my body comes behind.

Today it's a day of hard work and of non-stop smiling.

Enjoy.

Today's music:
Soundtrack of our lives

The idea and its shape

Framed piece: 50 x 50 cm / 20 x 20 inches

No cuesta que las ideas tomen forma. Acaban haciéndolo.
Lo que cuesta es coser las ideas para que no se escapen.

I don't find it hard to have my ideas taking shape. They end up doing it.
I find hard to sew my ideas so they don't get away.

Today's music:

The Real Kids

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Update: Eleanor has written this fantastic poem to accompany my drawing. They are now knotted forever. Thanks Eleanor.

THE KITE

A string from hand to sky

Is angled to be sewn,

A fancy flight of sorts

Of diamonds, lines and notes.

Too well I know that bird,

Too well I know that flight,

My screening days have numbered

Each and every air delight.

My women do surround me,

My shoulder hopped with song,

So well the grace of inspiration

Wings the words along.

So here I sit look smile,

And thank you all in time

To the rhythm of the sharing kite

Of global moon-lit rhyme.

A house, a dream, an obsession

Title: La casa de mis sueños / Dream house

Estos días libres han dado para mucho. Para lo que anticipaba y para más. A lo largo de la semana iré mostrandoos las fotos de los momentos más coloridos. Por ejemplo, los árboles decorados (sí, más de uno).
Por otra parte, este es el principio de una serie que no sé si llamar pensamientos obsesivos, pequeñas obsesiones o en qué estaba yo pensando... Ideas que repetidamente pueblan mi cabeza.

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I have made a lot out of these few days off. What I was foreseeing and more. Throughout the week I'll try to post pictures of the most colourful moments. The decorated trees, for instance (yes, there had been more than one).
On the other hand, this here is the beginning of a new series. I'm not sure about how to name them: obsesive thoughts, little obsessions or what was I thinking... Ideas populating my head on repeat.


Today's music:
Neko Case