You can get your own little petite weaving from me, now a bunch are in my weaving shop!
OR you can take one of my workshops and make your own!
Friday, October 7th
Performance 6-8pm, with light refreshments
Audience members are free to come and go anytime between 6-8pm, participate, touch, or just watch. Performance space is limited to 25 people at a time but free movement and wandering in and out of the space are welcome. “The Neddy Artist Awards: 20 Years” Exhibition will be open, as well. All ages. Free. Presented by Cornish College of the Arts.
An installation of ceremonial bread and sweets will be offered by Fallow Collective.
Multi-media artist Mandy Greer presents an aggregation of durational performance, participatory fiber-based installation and knowledge sharing, inviting you into an experience that upends the hierarchy of audience and artist. Using the physicality and metaphor of weaving, all who touch and twist fiber are intertwined in the subtle metamorphic passage of flesh into glittering stone, erupting ash, dust, animal and flesh again. Greer transforms the detritus of our contemporary textile waste stream into timeless, elegant and raw conglomerations of inscrutable nature and the underbelly of human ceremonial imagination. By reclaiming the cast-offs of ‘fast fashion’ and reinvesting the material with painstaking hand-work, we are invited to enquiry on how value and meaning are ascribed, erased and altered.
Participatory installation by Mandy Greer
Choreography and direction by Lorraine Lau and Mandy Greer
Performed by Lorraine Lau
with Berit Astley, Mandy Greer, Paul Margolis, and Hazel Margolis
Sound by Mandy Greer and Hazel Margolis
We are all both monster and ocean, soft blanket and hard stone, ridged endurance and tender ripple. The lightest touch that lasts beyond time. To survive, we must weave ourselves into the lives of others. We are all melting back into the universe from where we came. We are all in this together. Hands working together build not just a fabric of reality, but invisible potent emotional ties. Layers of time become a text that only fingers can read, ash and dust transfigured into line. Nothing is stable, not even the ground beneath feet, as unseen forces bend, melt, shift, make and remake. Ties to this life are tied and untied. Love is such magma, pulsing and crushing twisted layers that rise and fall, blending one into another. Smooth stone washed, hardened scarred lines and silver stretches become who we are. Out of chaos, weaving is about two opposing forces that balance to create something stable, functional, vital. Without the tension and subtle force on thread, all would fall apart. You can trace a thread through time, touch made into protection, cloth into refuge, and sensation the mediator of the fragile body. Thread, a line, a narrative of human invention strung together. An asking, a hiding. We are all both monster and ocean.
‘The Metamorph’ is formed from giant garments and weavings influenced by how the geologic record hidden below our feet becomes a text recording the every-changing passage of matter through time. Ground seems solid to human perception, but it is not. This disconnect mimics our own human sense of time, where upheavals and traumas become hidden or revealed in the body, where layers upon layers of healing and psychic scarring through time make up who we are. The body and geologic time move through tumult, stillness, destruction, age and rebirth. Throughout human cultural production, weaving has been used to describe the way we construct space and time, making order from chaos. The free, non goal-oriented weaving process of this experiential installation allows all hands to record the layers of time spent with The Metamorph as she moves through the passages of transfiguration.
image film stills by Dylan Ward
Fallow Collective presents the second edition of ‘Bonds’, an in-city family residency that will take place in a series of public leisure sites around Seattle this summer.
Join in this performance of ‘Bonds’ on a picnic blanket in Volunteer Park. You will find us in a small grassy field, just west of the Seward statue, in front of the Conservatory. 1402 E Galer St, Seattle, Washington 98112. From 5pm – 8:15pm (sunset)
This edition of Bonds falls on the full moon, and also on the 12th anniversary of when one Fallow Collective member began feeding another Fallow Collective member (….my milk came in, after giving birth two days before). To celebrate the cycles of fertility we ALL were born of and our connection to this celestial orb, we’ll be offering you ‘moon bread’ and red velvet cake!
To give back to the cycles of fertility, we are asking you to bring menstrual supplies that will be donated to All Cycles, an outreach project that provides support for menstruating folks who are homeless. http://allcycles.org/
The work doesn’t get done without you.
Help create weavings on the bodies of Fallow Collective artists.
We’ll have additional circle weavings set up so you can put on your own fingers to see what it’s like. It’s wonderful.
Feed yourself with Fallow Collective home-made bread and experimental desserts.
Feed us while our hands are tied up in the mode of production.
Experience the pleasure of making, giving and receiving, in a no-goal, no-skill, no-judgement framework bolstered by the energy of hands in motion together.
Bread, Fruit, Flowers, Desserts, Risk, Vulnerability, Companionship and Touch will be available on the picnic blanket from about 5-8:15pm (at sunset). All are welcome, All ages. You are welcome to bring your own blanket, and things to share. Come rest with us, linger, pass the time, make, eat.
What is Fallow Collective?
Fallow Collective places itself at odds with the dominate narrative of the art world for the maternal artist, that residencies = no children allowed, that children are a distraction, that studio time = ignoring your child.
Fallow Collective chips away at the frustrations that the maternal artist must choose between studio time or having friends, must choose between studio time or spending time with your partner and family, choose between childcare costs and participating in cultural events, choose between drinking with other artists or being alert to care for children. Fallow Collective rejects that the maternal desire to be near your child is at odds with studio practice, that maternal desire is only of importance/of consequence to a maternal audience and that care-taking is of little value to the art world unless done by a man…..all this we aim to resist even as we acknowledge the times it feels true. We aspire to a shift. A shift where the maternal is not hidden behind an artist identity, a shift where the artist mother is visible, is not swallowed whole by the dominant culture’s notion of what the maternal should be.
Visibility is a political position. Fallow is what happens when ‘production’ slows , but health and fertility returns. The Un-health of market capitalism only views the artist as ‘productive’ when they are churning out luxury goods to be bought and sold on a rarefied market.
Fallow Collective takes its cue from a lineage of relational and maternal aesthetics. Not presenting a fantasy or imagined vision of reality, but an actual mode of living and plan for taking action within the world as it is, even on the smallest scale of a social picnic. Rather than viewer and object, meaning is held and passed between all parties involved collectively.
Who is Fallow Collective?
Fallow Collective is an incubator and laboratory of an inter-generational core group of artists consisting of Mandy Greer, Hazel Margolis and Paul Margolis, who together –thicker than water and thicker than thieves– create installation, performance and media works. Primarily generating works through an on-going series of ‘family-in-residence’ projects, both independently generated and supported by traditional residency programs, Fallow Collective challenges and upends the arbitrary boundaries between art-making, leisure, care-taking, family and exploration.
**EDIT** The studio sale is over but my work remains up until Friday Dec. 18. Contact me to make a private appointment to shop what remains!
It is time again for my annual Winter Studio Sale, and like last year, I’ve invited a few other fellow makers of beautiful and strange handmade art objects, goods and wearables to join me.
Fiber art, hand-dyed clothing, copper jewelry , raw crystal jewelry, vintage-crafted accessories, art prints and cards
DEC 12 SAT, 11am – 5pm
DEC 13 SUN, 11am – 3pm
The Silver Studio
Mandy Greer’s Columbia City fiber art studio
Enter the studio using the large silver doors on the LEFT Front of the building.
-I’ll have a selection of fiber-based sculptural wall pieces, weavings, wearables, and framed and unframed photographs at studio prices, as well as cards and catalogs. http://mandygreer.org/
-Izzie Klingles will be bringing Izvald: Hand Dyed Indigo repurposed garments, as well as a number of prints and original artworks. https://www.etsy.com/shop/Isvald
-Wyly Astley will be bringing wearable and collectable offerings in wool, sterling, copper, wax and more. Wyly appreciates the juxtaposition of rough and refined which is reflected in both her jewelry and textile designs. http://wylyastley.com/
-Kate Ryan will be bringing Jakku House Sacred Accessories: Jewelry made with vintage chains and raw cleansed and blessed crystals, as well as accessories made from vintage millenary, sculls and other fascinations. https://www.etsy.com/shop/JakkuHouse
-Anna Lord will be bringing soft, zippered bags made from reclaimed and vintage fabrics, with thrifted zippers, just right for carrying cosmetics, toiletries and paintbrushes Anna will also have 57 small works on paper, intricate ink drawings that reflect the tiny world that she produced from weekly drawings done during a two-hour window carved out from her first baby’s first year.
CASH AND CREDIT CARD ONLY, sales handled by individual artists
Wine, tea, treats and HYGGE!
Street Parking available, but please avoid parking in front of the house uphill from my studio. My elder neighbor needs access in case of an emergency. Respect your elders!
At the Red and White Fence
I’m raising funds to make possible a project – a research residency and interactive environmental installation — that I have been invited to do at Dai Bosatsu Zendo, a Rinzai Zen Buddhist Monastery community on an isolated 1400 acres, high in the Catskill Mountains Forest Preserve in NY.
This very unique experience offered to me and my work came about because Dai Bosatsu Zendo community members experienced my work at my solo show at The Hudson River Museum last year in Yonkers, NY, and felt like the land they inhabit has something to offer me as a place to explore and interpret through my work. They have invited me to spend two weeks in August at the Monastery engaging with the natural world and their community through personal artistic research and through creating a fiber-based environmental installation in the land, in collaboration with my partner artist Paul Margolis and our son.
In several of the aged maple, birch and oak trees we’ll be creating a lacy cavern of grays and silvers – inspired by a memory of a tiny dome-shaped cave called Sönghellir we visited while on residency in Iceland with our family–made of shredded old clothes and wool yarn acquired from small, ethical sheep farms both in Washington and the Catskills region of NY.
The installation will also function as an interactive site for repose and handwork activities I’ll guide, providing a welcoming threshold for visitors for DBZ Family Weekend and the wider Catskills Mountain community on DBZ’s Open House on August 21-23.
Your support for this residency will also fund a much larger project, as this installation called ‘Woolgathering’ will become part of a large-form immersive exhibition premiering in 2016, of installations and performances that ask questions about the human need to make ‘home’, not just as shelter from the elements, but more specifically as ‘sanctuary’ or ‘refuge’.
The ‘Woolgathering” project will also be happening at Seattle Art Museum’s Sculpture Park on July 18th as part of their Eco Day activities, so Seattle-area people can also join in the making of the lacy cavern!
Incentives to donate!
I’m offering many perks for those who care to donate: workshops, cards, books, but I am most excited about making you something.
To fund this project I want to engage with you on a very personal intimate level, to create for you a one of a kind artwork rendered in fabric. Unlike other crowdsource funding campaigns, I want to avoid offering cheaply-made trinkets as incentives. It really is counter to what I do, to create such waste.
My larger project –that this residency supports –is about investigating how we make ‘home’, and one aspect that fascinates me is how the bed becomes the access to our dreamworld subconscious. So to support this residency, I offer sewn artworks that are actually quilted pillows that you use as prompts to explore your own dreamworld. We’ll begin with a questionnaire that prompts you to express thoughts and imagery. I use this to interpret and reflect back to you a quilted design created out of fabrics I’ve collected on my travels, old clothes and meaningful textiles. Think of it almost like a tarot reading in fabric, not as divination, but a mirror to reflect your attention when you place your head upon it to sleep. What I’ll make for you is unknown, what you’ll dream is too. But through this shared process, we can approach sleep as a time of discovery.
You are needed and valued!
Without your investment in my work, this continuing project and research time, I won’t be able to make it happen. With even a small donation, and even just spreading the word, you become a benefactor who boosts the development my work further, and allows me to create an artwork in this incredibly unique setting!
Dai Bosatsu Zendo has opened their heart to me, and my small collective of artists. They’ll be providing us with a room in the monastery, then a small meditation cabin. They’ll be sharing their food with us and supporting our explorations of the land. I’m so honored to be asked to do this work, and humbled by the support from those who are inspired by my work.
Being offered this gift of time and space in forest and in community from Dai Bosatsu Zendo is so inspiring. I am open to the unknown of who I’ll connect with through this project, what I’ll learn, who I can communicate with, with the gifts that I have in my hands. It’s what I have to offer the world.
DBZ has also embraced my process of working in a collective with my family members. As a working mother/artist this is still a very rare and valuable opportunity to do an artist residency that embraces the blending of parenthood and art making. My 2016 exhibition will be fed by the accumulation of work I’ve done through a series of residencies with my artist partner Paul Margolis and our son the last 3 years, creating films, photography, environmental interventions and costumes in remote landscapes. We’ll continue this exploration together at DBZ.
Through this process, my work for the past several years has explored the similarity of the siren call of wildness to the potential to lose oneself in motherhood, the tension to retain a separate identity while grappling with the seductive pulse of biology. These sojourns in the wilderness act as points of departure to unravel these complex tensions, the dilemma between the lived experience and cultural projections of family.
**EDIT** Last weekend’s sale was great! But there is still a lot left, so on SAT MAY 9th from 10-2, I’m having a “Grab Bag” sale for the rest. Come stuff a paper grocery bag full for $10 ****
HUGE Fabric, Yarn, Notions and Vintage Clothing Sale. Lots of Odd and Beautiful treasures May 2, SAT, 9 am – 3pm May 3, SUN, 10 am – 3pm 15 Years of accumulated materials from my Fiber and sculpture Studio are getting all cleaned out, and priced to go very cheap. All different kinds of fabrics from linens, cottons, vintage yardage and dismantled clothes, satins, velvets, lycras, everything! yardage and remnants of 1970’s double-knit in fantastic patterns. . Remnant rolls for .50-$2.00 and huge amount of large bags of pieces in sorted colors for .50-$1.00. So great for Kids projects, Quilting, Collage, Scrapbooking, Art, Sewing. Bins and Bins of all kinds of yarn, from boutique to craft, for $1.00 per skein. Glitter. Beads. 1000’s of vintage buttons, feathers, notions, bias tape, doilies, pins, fasteners, zippers grommets, bobbins. hand-made beads, ribbons, leather gloves Vintage quilts and quilt pieces, vintage 1940’s upholstery samples. Vintage wood picture frames, photo paper, theaters lights with barn doors. Mod-Podge, spray starch, and brand new Lendrum spinning wheel elements I never used, and bobbins. Vintage Clothes, too! AND two other friends are purging their huge vintage collections, including stuff from Caravan Age Vintage. A few little vintage ceramic treasures as well! This is where to be if you have a fiber vintage addiction! Bring Cash in small bills ( lots of little items!) No checks, Credit Card option available for purchases over $10 Bring bags! I don’t have that many. Spread the word, and bring some friends to explore the treasure with! Join the event on Facebook and spread the word! I’ll be posting more pictures of the huge stash on the Facebook event, so join to get notifications!
This spring, I’m pleased to announce I’ll be attending the Caldera Artist in Residence program! Stay tuned for more about it, as I prepare to leave for a month in remote Oregon, working next to the Three Sisters Volcanoes. Here are several images of my work that I will be building upon during this residency.
“Our Patient Day’s Allotted Span” show at NEPO House, which was such a gratifying experience to bring some of the work began in Iceland to closure, to see friends, share my family’s work and share in the hospitality of NEPO House’s Little Treats series. Paul loved standing on the porch serving Icelandic waffles and glogg and egg nog to everyone who arrived.
No one asked me about the odd title…maybe my odd titles are just par for the course now. It’s something from the very beginning of the beginning. As I was writing the first grant proposal for this project in early 2011, trying to coax something concise from the jumble of ideas, I was reading my son my favorite book from my childhood, The Fairy Caravan by Beatrix Potter.
And this one scene struck me in the gullet, a powerful monolog spoken by a Herdwick ewe named Belle Lingcropper, about the strength and tenacity of the sheep, as well as the transitory nature of our time here. She says
” What though the hailstorms sweep the fell in winter–through tempest, frost, or heat–we live our patient day’s allotted span.”
Both the wisp of legacy and transience, from the mouth of sheep (but of course Miss Potter really). For awhile I have been fixated and inspired how Beatrix Potter managed to craft a life for herself as a woman writer of her time, as well a attain a certain independence and ultimately to use her own earned money to become a major conservationist of land, of a way of life, and the Herdwick sheep breed. She used her patient day’s allotted span well, and I aim to do the same, somehow.
Anyhow, aside from my admiration for her ability to make a living as an artist, jumping over hurdles, I’m sure, I have never had to deal with — her ewe’s speech seemed to draw me to a place in my mind, not Britian, but to a fantasy of Iceland where things would play out, questions would be met with answers on the wind and stone, if only for a brief time.
But that brief time was wedged in the legacy of the maker, the creator, the individual who has crafted their life’s work from the the air, the land, the water and all that comes with it. My collaborators –my son, my husband — we went on that part of our journey together, a different but interrelated meaning for all of us. Something lasting for all of us, but the geologic text written on the small island of Iceland loomed in my mind as a different time table than our own brief human span.
And Potter’s imagining of the mind of her dear Herdwicks seemed to speak of a pride of one’s place in a long span of time, not just what we experience. I thought the working title would shed itself — and for a while I didn’t think of it all — but once this grouping of work was done, it still seemed to work.
You can also see some of my films from the project here: Films!
Here’s the entirety of little Belle the ewe’s speech. I was startled by the tenderness I felt for the Icelandic sheep we would encounter, their soft eyes and the intense soft warmness they seemed to radiate in the harsh rocky landscape. I always imagined them saying this…
Cool is the air above the craggy summit. Clear is the water of the mountain keld. Green grows the grass in droughty days beneath the brackens! What though the hailstorms sweep the fell in winter–through tempest, frost, or heat–we live our patient day’s allotted span.
Wild and free as when the stone-men told our puzzled early numbers; untamed as when the Norsemen named our grassings in their stride. Our little feet had ridged the slopes before the passing Romans. On through the fleeting centuries, when fresh blood came from Iceland, Spain, or Scotland–stubborn, unchanged, UNBEATEN–we have held the stony waste.