{"id":3990,"date":"2011-10-21T11:51:44","date_gmt":"2011-10-21T10:51:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/?p=3990"},"modified":"2011-10-21T12:17:49","modified_gmt":"2011-10-21T11:17:49","slug":"brave-women","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/brave-women\/","title":{"rendered":"Brave women"},"content":{"rendered":"

I’m facing strange weeks…<\/p>\n

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(Photo: Google streetview)\r\n<\/pre>\n
No haiku today, but a poem my mum wrote in 1987<\/p>\n
It says it all…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n
” Vandaag verhuist ons kind. Zijn kamer<\/h6>\n
ligt verborgen als een woord in een gedicht<\/h6>\n
dat nog niet af is, maar dat een vergezicht<\/h6>\n
geeft op iets waar voor ons samen nu<\/h6>\n
geen plaats meer is…”<\/h6>\n
~ Johanna Kruit<\/a> ~<\/h6>\n
(fragment uit ” Vlissingen Boulevard ” ,
\ndichtbundel: Voorheen te Orisande )<\/h6>\n<\/td>\n
<\/td>\n\n
“Today our baby moves. His room lies<\/h6>\n
hidden as a word in a not yet finished<\/h6>\n
poem, but already gives a view<\/h6>\n
on something where there is no<\/h6>\n
room for the both of us…”<\/h6>\n
~ Johanna Kruit<\/a> ~<\/h6>\n
(excerpt from ‘Vlissingen Boulevard’
\npoetry collection ‘Voorheen te Orisande’)<\/h6>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n
(My son found a room in one of those big, old houses in the city where
\nhe studies, and will be moving out on November 1st…)<\/p>\n
Although this isn’t a haiku, I do put a link to ‘Haiku my Heart<\/a>‘.
\nI’m sure the participants will forgive me for publishing this poem today.<\/em><\/p>\n
..<\/p>\n
Last week, I stepped out of my art journals and worked on canvas!
\nI found some old panels and one bigger canvas and I decided to give it a go…<\/p>\n
I call my series Brave Women<\/strong><\/p>\n
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Each canvas is 24 x 30 cm - 9.4 x 12 inch\r\n<\/pre>\n
Used materials\/techniques: vintage cloth pattern (thank you Rosie<\/a>!),\r\nAdirondack spray ink (egg plant, cranberry, bottle, lettuce, butterscotch,\r\nterra cotta), Mod Podge (to transfer the texts), cut out images from a\r\nvintage 'Live' magazine.\r\n<\/pre>\n
Gertrude Stein<\/strong><\/p>\n
‘Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose’<\/em><\/p>\n
\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n
Martha – <\/strong>‘Calamity Jane’ – Jane Cannary<\/strong><\/p>\n
‘Men looked on me as being a good fellow,
\nand they knew that I never missed my mark’<\/em><\/p>\n
\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n
Georgia O’Keeffe<\/strong><\/p>\n
‘I feel there is something unexplored about woman
\nthat only a woman can explore’<\/em><\/p>\n
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After gluing on the pics and transferring the text, I realised that I like the way
\ntransfers look much better than the actual picture. The way the background
\nshimmers through and all….<\/p>\n
… so for the bigger canvas, I decided to also transfer the photo.<\/p>\n
Janis Joplin<\/strong><\/p>\n
‘Don’t compromise yourself
\nYou are all you’ve got’<\/em><\/p>\n
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30 x 40 cm - 12 x 15.7 inch\r\n\r\n
Used materials\/techniques: vintage cloth pattern, Acrylic paint,\r\nCaran d'Ache watersoluble crayons, Adirondack spray ink, Mod Podge,\r\nImage of Janis cut out of an old magazine and transferred onto canvas.<\/pre>\n
Brave women… I guess I will be added to the series myself in a week or two.
\nLetting loose of your child is a bitter-sweet experience and takes bravery too,
\nso although next days\/weeks won’t be as hectic and filled with deadlines as
\nthe last couple of weeks, there will be other things going on.<\/p>\n
I do hope to visit your blogs in between though…
\nEnjoy your weekend dear ones.
\nTry making a canvas!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I’m facing strange weeks… (Photo: Google streetview) No haiku today, but a poem my mum wrote in 1987 It says it all… ” Vandaag verhuist ons kind. Zijn kamer ligt verborgen als een woord in een gedicht dat nog niet af is, maar dat een vergezicht geeft op iets waar voor ons samen nu geen […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1,328,195],"tags":[332,329,331,1158,1177],"class_list":["post-3990","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","category-uncategorized","category-canvas","category-haiku-2","tag-brave-woman","tag-canvas-2","tag-johanna-kruit","tag-mixed-media","tag-poem","entry","has-post-thumbnail"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3990","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3990"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3990\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3990"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3990"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.maritspaperworld.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3990"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}