🎣THE FISH MARKET IS OPEN🎣
Today's catch is Atlantic Salmon!
Handmade with 100% wool felt, only 3 are available and will be made to order!
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Today's catch is Atlantic Salmon!
Handmade with 100% wool felt, only 3 are available and will be made to order!
Still Life Three Salmon Steaks painted by Francisco Goya (1746 - 1828)
4 episodes into The Silt Verses and I’m already being so normal about it
pet cemetery in yorkshire. it was the biggest stone in the lot 🐁
“gravestone in pet cemetery, lisbon” (1998) by nan goldin
“What bait are we using?” Credit to this post for pointing out this parallel!
I drew a little something for the Hiveworks micro comic summer~
Alms purse depicting a woman with a falconry glove holding two mounted falcons and a dismembered raptor’s leg (top), and a falconer embracing and crowning his lover (bottom). In the lower panel, a mended patch obscures where a raptor once perched on the falconer’s glove.
France, ca. 1340
Lyon, Musée des Tissus (photos: Sylvain Pretto)
Molly McCully Brown, “Virginia, Autumn”
putrid air
This is getting attention so i wanted to mention the photographer of the photo that inspired me is @/burtoo on twitter and this is the photo
[ID 1: Art done of a small shallow pond in front of a small old white steepled church in a forest. Sunset is falling, and a woman in a white nightgown with wavy crimson hair, face cast in dark shadows, with a bright halo of red, sits perched on a rock by the water’s edge, with a large skeleton of likely some bovine floating half above the water. End ID 1]
[ID 2; Inspiration photo taken in daylight, showing an old church, broken down and abandoned, with the skeleton sitting in clearly shallow muddy brown water in the pond, with no woman present. End ID 2]
Hi, so some people were asking about my tapestry class final, so here are some closer photos and a little more details just about the project in general!
turned in titled "The Last Enjoyable Summer Spent with My Father" this work for me mostly explored kind of just what limitations i had as a first time weaver really playing in the medium.
Originally this idea had began as my desire to explore the weaving technique known as leno, I had wanted to weave a fish and then layer it into a complex leno "net." But throughout the entire semester I had already been heavily exploring ideas of flesh and meat in my sample weavings, because of this me and my professor had agreed that at the heart of the matter nearly all art of mine seems to center in some way around flesh/meat/bodies.
So then i had the idea of a gutted fish, held in suspension via fish-hooks and fishing line. So i began to weave this! Based loosely off the Red-Tail Catfish, very quickly just thinking about how fishing and Catfish especially relates to my life began to become very important to me. Fishing has always been an extremely important activity between me and my father, some of my earliest memories are of going out into the Kentucky River to fish for Cats with my dad, be that with rods, or even a few times by noodling. As i worked the ideas of how my relationship with my father has developed became the heart of this work for me.
There was a point where the body of the fish was intended to be much more detailed and complex in the depth of colors that were to be implemented, but i realized after some conversation with my friend in the class that i enjoyed how the flatness of the body of the fish really called to mind those singing mounted fish ("Billy Bass") and how that flatness housing the more complex guts of the fish was just a really literal representation of that relationship with my father. I also really enjoyed turning the warp threads of this piece into the fish guts, it felt like another very literal statement of what is considered the "insides" of a weaving.
As for the choice of mounting & background, I chose materials that loosely reminded me of my childhood dinner table, with the lighter cloth being quite literally the exact same patterning as an old table-runner my mother used to own.
So really all in all this piece just has a lot to do with how i've lately been navigating the ways my father and i have connected always through activities that maybe are viewed by many today as being "destructive" tasks (ie: fishing & processing fish, slaughtering livestock, processing hunts, other such activities) and using a purely entirely "constructive" processing (the weaving) to create a dialogue for myself between all these different relationships :-)
hast thou considered the Shope papillomavirus?
English girl carries today’s salmon catch home
Norway, 1910s
Stillborn fawn found by Kevin Serres and taxidermied by Wild Images in Motion (x)
3-inch piece of amber containing the fossilized remains of a baby bird that lived about 99 million years ago. CT scans reveal that it’s the most complete fossil ever found in Burmese amber. Photograph by Ming Bai, Chinese Academy of Science.
i love you like amber loves the skeletal dance of a baby bird, tiny wings flung out mid flight, mid panic, so close to the escaping the end of the world if only it were bigger. i love you like 99 million years loves a fossil, enough to keep it beautiful. i love you like time loves the earth- all too much, all consuming, picking away at the bones of something instead of holding its hands. i love you, and i’d trap you in amber if i could. even for a day. even for 99 million years.
Scrimshaw on an Orca jawbone, made by a Sailor, c. 1850