I just delivered this newest piece to a sculpture garden nearby.
I took this picture yesterday. It is about 7 feet high, wrapped
with hoses. It was such a physical process and very satisfying.
Now hoses keep arriving, so another one of a different shape
will be made soon...

enjoy!

julia

Mexico City - waking up

Since pure awareness of nowness is the real buddha,
In openness and contentment I found the lama in my
heart.
When we realize his unending natural mind is the very
nature of the Lama,
Then there is no need for attached, grasping, or
weeping prayer or artificial complaints.
By simply relaxing in this uncontrived, open, and
natural state,
We obtain the blessing of aimless self-liberation of
whatever arises.

Dudjom Rinpoche

I wanted to share the new process that I have discovered recently...
well, it is the same gesture of wrapping really, like with the yarn on
the sculpture in the picture on my 'site', but this new evolution is
much more direct....more physical....it suits the energy of summer.
I wanted to create pieces that could go outside, but was stumped as
to what I could wrap my form with that would be o.k. outside through
a Canadian winter. I felt quite blocked really, which was o.k. because
I am used to having things gestating. The energy to create was rising
though and needed to be expressed. Then, two nights ago, I felt the
light go off that something would now be revealed to me. So, I took a
leisurely walk into the airplane hangar where all of our stuff, junk and
raw materials are and saw them- three rubber garden hoses! I was
so excited when I knew then how this would work. It felt so right.
Last night I wrestled with them and wrapped....when I ran out of hose,
I stole two more from our garden. The water spurted out onto the floor.
When I wanted to add another hose I just screwed the male and female
ends together...which I thought was interesting in itself. It was so easy
really and it looks so beautiful in the varying shades of green...snakes
coiling around a mysterious shape...fleshy...with a beautiful patina of
earth from their use as hoses in gardens...my garden...a friend's beloved
garden. It is a wonderful process because it can move quickly and moves
my body as I twine and coil these things around and around...

I will share pictures soon, when the piece is complete or near to it...

I like to extract the objects, gestures, details present in what is excluded
from the common understanding of beauty.
This flower was probably beautiful in Autumn, or in a time
when it was part of a branch of a tree.
Here it is detached, it doesn't belong to anything but the forgotten.
Snow is caressing her as if she always had belonged to the ground.
The snow extracts her beauty and magic texture.
She was probably not noticeable before next to similar flowers.
Now she's unique, alone, in an alien space, but bright.

Magical in rain, mist and shine, the Isle remains embedded in a dream. IO

at Isle de Brehat Retreat in Bretagne, France May 23-26 . There were 11 of us on the Island- I taught a Mystery / Dream Retreat there with our lovely French. American and Canadian Women's Mysteries women. A powerful journey of many levels of dimensions. IO

Cissy, Susa, Susie and Me.
This is my circle.

A wearable computer which I developed for disabled children. I proposed the idea of a Children's Orchestra made up of disabled and handicapped children who would be given Musical superpowers by my sneakers; they would be bionic appendages! The children would improvise in public spaces around New York State. Seems like a good idea right? Unable to get funding f I put the shoes on myself and started making music. Here I am improvising with Joakim, a West African shamanic drumme, Vassar Grad (and educator)

The piano, iconic phallic 19th century signifier, is draped.