Saturday, April 13, 2013

mating season

People are suffering with this spring tease, but, I love the slow, cold melt.  I have new warps on my looms, and fresh yarn supplies. Spring peepers, the small frogs with the shrill high pitched call, have sounded from the river, Breed! Breed! Breed!  The poor, hen turkey is still hanging around my yard during the day, with no turkey-guy in sight. Raccoons squabble at night at the compost heap, and wild coyote whooping seems to surround me in the dark, as I hurry back to the house from the shop late at night.  I'm not actually afraid, but a little.

Amy Arnold and Kelsey Sauber Olds'  spring show is here, just around the corner in my workshop.  A rare treat to have this work to look at (until May 11) the wood figures seem to catch the buzz of all this sexy, and earthy restlessness.  I love the soft colors on wood, and the mysterious thoughts these carved beings seem to be keeping to themselves, as if, just when I enter the room, they all stopped talking.

Heartwood, Amy Arnold and Kelsey Sauber Olds carved wood figures, Wed - Sat, 10 - 5,
April 6 - May 11, 2013

To get to Avalanche Looms:  from Hwy 14 between Viroqua and Westby, take County Y east 6.5 miles to Avalanche Rd. Red building on right side of road 1/10 mi from intersection.  e /


Velma Bolyard said...

my friend said to me, "it's all about sex." having just reread prodigal summer, i am enjoying this slow start to the madness of springtime. wonderful work, by the way.

Saskia said...

isn't it just (the sex, I mean)

I like the sculptures, yes they do seem to be having a life of their own, wonderful and fun.

Patrice A. said...

what a calming images
they fit the slow changes
of winter into spring
and this weekend i saw
the first frogs
sonn we will here their sound

Patrice A.

Susan said...

It's lively around here, that's sure. I'm feeling a little bit frisky myself!

martine said...

I like the atmosphere of your photos
always a nice moment for me to come and visit, amitié, Martine

Susan said...

thank you, Martine. You would be so welcome to walk in at my door