kangies

November TIF is now housed in Sharon's new blog, Pin Tangle as you may all know by now.
The theme is typography as a design element.
And to me, japanophilia aside, kangies are the epitome of typography as design.

Kangies are Chinese characters used in Japanese writing. They are somewhat stylized graphic renderings of objects and nature. And they possess the beauty of the brush stroke sometimes energetic and bold other times soft, diffused and demure.

The work above was a UFO that had been lying around waiting to come together.
The background silk fabric was bag dyed(LWI) and the inset was shibori dyed in black with a resulting interesting color haloing or separation.
Then i overprinted a section of a Japanese newspaper with my beloved Print Gocco, one of the most versatile tools for surface designthat have been invented.
Seed and running stitches were added as well as a machine stitched border framing the piece.
And some metallic printing of kangies to direct the eye.

i feel accomplished in having cleared another UFO and completing this months challenge albeit life happening.
And that the list keeps dwindling. :-)

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my colors

空きのうらにわ

Kyoto must be beautiful right now.
Hope i have not forgotten my にほんご。！

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mamuchi

with Pipo

She was a strong woman. She jumped all possible social conventions, in a time almost impossible to do so, to be with the love of her life and have a child by him.
She was fun, entertaining, loved cigarettes, cocktails, whiskey, dancing, but above all she loved Tomás.
She was a mixture of bohemian and grand lady, and although not religious she would always, noblesse oblige, help whoever needed help in such a way that people almost didn't notice.
She was the only person i've ever met who proclaimed with such intensity that she had been so very happy that it gave you goose bumps.
She not always did the right thing, but in the end she acknowledged it.
My only sorrow is that i did not have time to spoil her.

May she be with Tomás somewhere dancing the night away.

Rosario and Tomàs

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