...my obsession with shiny sharp sensuous things... mostly things glass, metal & stone... I'm susan barton and this my twisted perspective of life as an artist... my bead neurosis with all the entrails... I also love to 'feature' bead artists and their work. I gain a perverse sense of satisfaction knowing others have this affliction as well...
When I discovered Gary Wilson's work a few years ago I was in love. I immediately began to hoard his work and only recently begun in earnest to incorporate it into my jewelry pieces. His work is very sensuous, tactile and just outrageously gorgeous to look at. The man is a genius. If you find yourself mysteriously in front of his booth at a gem show with your mouth agape with a little bit of drool, you know you have arrived.
I have never found any other lapidary's work that compares to his, I love his rocks.
It's been awhile since the last post. Inertia struck, it's the only way I can describe it. Inert. Promise that this entire post won't be depressing ;) but I do believe that mental illness still carries a stigma and that many times is the unseen disability, or ability when you can turn it around. Since childhood, throughout of my life, I have dealt with my recurrent major depression. Art has played a big part in my life and made a big impact on my recovery.
This time is different, my 'inertness' has a great deal to do with the loss of my pet pig, Henry. I so believe in the power of animals and what they give to their human family. It's been six months since we had to have him euthanized, I still think of him every day. He was the biggest pain in the ass, he was the sweetest boy, he could be incredibly crabby, he gave really good kisses and you watch him think. I could complain to Henry about my husband and it later came out that my husband also complained to Henry about me! Henry was discrete and kept his secrets, he was a sweetie. We both miss him and laugh and tell stories of all of his quirky antics!