So I've put the snake on hold, it makes me angry to look at it. I have moved on to a body maps idea. For background, I've been losing weight recently. As I'm shedding the pounds, slowly, stretch marks are appearing. I had a super realistic nightmare about the marks acting as a virus and spreading all over my torso, legs and face. As a form of acceptance and self prescribed therapy, I'm facing what is making me anxious by making a map of it. I felt it would be best to find a system of numbers and corresponding mark making to best visually interpret that feeling of all encompassing body change and the corresponding anxiety. I found a number pattern that when applied to a plane, gave me an "organized chaos" system. The repeating pattern of numbers allowed me to get a very organic drawing from a very rigid and unchanging set of rules. The result appeared very much like my nightmare marks, and also looks very vascular in appearance as well. I'll have to explore that further in another piece.
Please excuse the lighting, it changes from day to day.
The mark making was based off of the hyperbolic planes, or the pseudo sphere project I'm working on. Hyperbolic geometry states that if you have a straight line and a point above that line, there's an infinite number of lines that can go through that point and still be parallel to the initial line. On paper the lines look curved, but in 1991 a fiber artist was able to make a physical model of a hyperbolic plane by crocheting it. The formula could be broken down into crochet instructions, which just blew everyone's minds. I decided to simplify it further, by using a repeating number of stitches with an increase stitch, crocheted in the round. The pseudo sphere is an exercise in endurance and repetition. Now, I've applied a similar concept of repetition and numbers, but the medium is 2D. This rigid set of rules and repetition has given me an intense organic structure. I would almost describe it as a fractal, but the image produced is too chaotic and lacks a repetitive appearance.
Again I picked beads based on color, and didn't give much thought to the sharp ass nature of the edges of the beads. Yet again my string is being severed, and no amount of waxing can stop it. So I have to bead soooooo slowly to avoid cutting the string, and it's driving me crazy. I have a long way to go, the white beads are the marks themselves, and surrounding them is the pinky, fleshy irritated parts of the skin.
I really need to stop making blog posts at ass o'clock in the morning. I just keep rambling and repeating myself.
Good night y'all.
