Monday, July 15, 2013

Looking East, 6 Degrees North - Part 6 Installation

Day 6 – Friday, July 5
No way to get to my installation site from the cemetery road parking area... water over the path in multiple spots... hm mm?!
I turned around when I got to the second one because I could see yet another spot further ahead.

Wonder what is going on?

I drove around to the in town parking area, and on the walk in from there was noticing the grass was all muddy looking, still, it didn't dawn on me until I got to the original site for my structure and figured out the river had jumped it's banks, sometime between Wednesday afternoon and today.

I hoped all the other sculptures had made it through unharmed, but, because I've been getting to my spot the other way around, I hadn't yet seen any of them, so, couldn't really tell, if they were all still there. (They were).

I arrived at my site to find that Rachel had installed my identifying sign.

Hurray! I keep pinching myself to make sure I'm not dreaming!
the correct number to call for the audio tour is 802-424-3003

My piece was fine. There was a large area of standing water about 8 inches away or so on the north side, but all was well. pretty much where the large mass of Japanese Knotweed is. I had suspected that is a wet spot.


Day 7 – Saturday, July 6
Another scorching hot and humid day begins for me in amongst the steaming willow bed in Stowe. You know the drill, sweat running down and bugs crawling up. Nothing much new about it except one little thing, or, really two little things. There were two baby goldfinches. I have never seen such tiny birds.

They were adorable. They kept me company the whole time, twittering away. It was such a pleasure. They must have just left the nest because they were hopping from branch to branch to get from the top of the nearby sumac down and then back up again. One in particular seemed like it was trying to figure out how to co-ordinate opening it's wings in relation to the hop off an upper branch  and landing on the lower branch, but couldn't sort it out.

It would hop off, land, then open it's wings. 

It was the cutest thing.


I didn't spend all my time watching, but, it did make for a sweet diversion from the sweat and bugs.


Got the bundles tied up, then one at a time over to the car and ever so gently shoved in. Drove over to the downtown parking area and hefted each bundle over to my installation. One at a time. It's not that they were particularly heavy, just heavy enough to hurt my shoulder bones after awhile. I have black and blues.


After that, I determined that a big long break at Black Cap Cafe with a glass of iced green citron tea and my laptop was in order.


I am working on a Pecha Kucha presentation... more on that later.


Refreshed and refueled, about 3:30-ish, it was time to get back to work.


Next order of business, finish up a few rows of basic over and under weaving along the south side and back, then on to what I am calling, the 'willy nilly' weaving.


This is the top and upper side sections of my piece that is woven in a random, haphazard, asymmetrical fashion. This is a challenge for me. Even if I am working on a drawing where I am stippling, I will go at it for awhile, in that mindless fashion that stippling lends itself to so perfectly. When I stop and look at it though, I usually see that there is some sort of pattern going on...


Why can't I do asymmetrical?


What does this say about me, does anyone know?

It bothers me to a degree, so, I feel I must challenge myself in this area every so often.
Hence, the willy nilly weaving incorporated in my piece.





I worked until darkness was setting in and the mosquitoes were driving me crazy. They seemed to have an uncanny knack for knowing when both hands were occupied with willow that would unwind if I let go.


8:45 I headed for home.


A good, long, productive day!

Yawn...

Day 8 – Sunday, July 7
Arrived early afternoon and carried on into the evening.
Honestly, this day is really a blur. And I didn't make very good notes for myself about what I got accomplished.

One thing I do remember is that I had a very pleasant surprise in that one of my permaculture teachers and his family rode by on their bicycles, and stopped for a visit. It was really good to see their smiling faces!


Keith Morris & Kori Gelinas operate Willow Crossing Farm in Johnson. Besides the name and the fact that they have plenty of native willow growing there, they have done a large amount of experimental planting of food producing trees, shrubs and perennials including successfully growing several plant varieties that theoretically don't grow in Vermont.


You can read more about Keith and Kori and the work they do here:

 http://prospectrockpermaculture.wordpress.com/about/.

Day 9 – Tuesday, July 9
It was sprinkling when I got to Stowe this morning so, I decided to get a cup of Brave coffee at Black Cap Cafe and update my blog until the storm passed. Of course, by the time I got my coffee, and got my laptop out and fired up, the sky's were sunny again. What's it to me?!

I got a post or two finished and we got a downpour just as I was heading out to the site.

Oh, for crying out loud.

I went anyway. It did die down after a bit to a sprinkle, so, I got a little wet.

That's okay. I don't melt.

I got the 'over and under' done on the north side then carried on with the 'willy nilly' for a couple hours before it was time to head to Dave's Community Fitness for my front desk sitting gig.

Will I ever finish?

Often times, over the course of a project, there is a phase where you are definitely getting things done and making progress, but, it isn't as readily apparent as during other phases.

I am in this phase... 




Day 10 - Wednesday, July 10

When the sky's cleared in Waitsfield I called HDAC to get a weather report. Actually, that's not the reason I called, but since I had a real person on the phone who could look out the window and give me a report...

It was overcast but not raining.

I got in my car and drove over.

By the time I got to Stowe's lower village there were big raindrops collecting on my windshield. I did not turn on the wipers. I was pretending with all my might that it was not raining.

It didn't work.

I spent the afternoon at the cafe, nursing an iced coffee and working on my Pecha Kucha presentation.
Hoping the sky's would clear.
They didn't.
When the cafe closed at 5, I went home.
Sigh.

Day 11 - Friday, July 12
Beautiful summer day. That's two in a row.

I collected the peeled white willow soaking in my bathtub since the day before, along with the Japanese willow that has been in a pot of water in my kitchen since, what the end of April? (It had all rooted!!)

Stopped to borrow Susie and Rob's rake and arrived on site at about 1:30.

I got as many ends trimmed as I could see and/or get to with my loppers or secateurs, and did some tucking in and neatening up of the structure.

At 4pm I decided to get out of the sun for awhile, and went to Black Cap for an iced green citron and a bit of computer time.

My body is probably trying to figure out how to handle all the vitamin D it is producing from all the sun this last couple weeks.

A little before 6 I headed back out to weave in the last bits of Japanese willow and the white willow.

When I say white willow, I am not talking variety. I am talking color. It is white because, in the spring, as it was leafing out I harvested the willow and peeled the outer bark off (you can read about that in my blog entry here:
http://growinghealthbydesign.blogspot.com/2013/05/diamonds-are-girls-best-friend.html), which left it a beautiful white color. It has been drying ever since, and so, needed to be soaked to make it flexible for weaving once again.

Weaving finished and raking done I was taking a few final pictures, when I spied a couple hot air balloons floating up over the hill in the west. The Stowe Balloon festival began today, and this was their first scheduled launch!

They sure had a beautiful night for it.


So I am finished. It has been a challenge and fun all at the same time.

Here is a sneak peak...













I definitely had a 'play' as John Waller suggested, I do. Experimenting with weaves and materials other than willow, practicing my twisted willow hurdle makers knots and clove hitches.

It has been an awesome experience, working with the willow, and one of the most fun parts has been meeting and talking with folks passing by, and getting to know everyone at the Helen Day Art Center.

I have a massage scheduled for 10:15 in the morning, and boy, do I ever need it!

The Exposed exhibit officially opens tomorrow afternoon, with a walkabout from 4-7.
See you there?!

susie






Friday, July 12, 2013

Wow! I have a follower!

This is exciting. I am not sure who you are- though I do have an idea :-)- but, thank you for getting the ball rolling! Hopefully others will be inspired to join as well!

I am doing a brief email check-in, and a little blog writing, with a big, big, big cup of coffee and then heading to Stowe to weave in my last few special bits, trim ends and tidy up.

Onward and upward then!
susie

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Looking East, 6 Degrees North - Part 5 Installation

Day 5 – Tuesday, July 2
It was stormy most of the day, but I did do a little weaving in the afternoon and tidied things up a bit for Tony -an intern at HDAC and pretty amazing photographer- to take pictures.

This is one of his shots, which is gorgeous, don't you think?!



Wednesday, July 3
Anahi, another awesome person at Helen Day Art Center and I had scheduled an interview for Wednesday. This will make you laugh and probably show some of my deficits in the area of computer technology, or technology of any kind. Originally, we were going to do the interview via Skype, so I thought it was going to be a video thing and tried to make myself look somewhat clean and presentable from the waist up.

Perhaps I should explain furthur... since my installation began I have been wandering around with 50 SPF sunscreen smeared on all exposed skin ((no pun intended)) with twigs and dried leaves in my hair and also little bits stuck to the sunscreen... not to mention the occasional mashed snail, earwig and lets not forget mosquitoes and subsequently dried blood too. My dried blood.

Do you get the picture?

I have been sort of a visual mess. But, I am working after all... and in 90 something degree temps and rain to boot.

Anyway. I imagined it was going to be a video, as I said. So, I even put on make-up for the occasion.

When I got there I was relieved to discover that it was not going to be a video, just audio. Whew!

I was really, really nervous. Let me add one more really to that. Mostly, because I know from England video experience the frequency with which the 'ums' slip out of my mouth. 

Anahi graciously assured me she could easily edit out the ums, and other blunders I might make. And I did make them, that's for sure. But, it was okay!! We even had a couple good laughs in the process!

Another 'first' for me and a learning experience.

You can listen to that audio interview by going to my page at:
http://www.helenday.com/susiejgray

That's all for now folks, it's time to cut the red-twig dogwood!
sjg

Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Looking East, 6 Degrees North - Part 4 Installation

Day 5 - Sunday, June 30

Last night, after I left Stowe I drove to Warren to pick up the 3 log seats Richard Czaplinski had cut and prepared for me. He and Kinney also let me borrow their ‘stone boat’ to haul the log pieces from my car to the structure.

That was the first thing I tackled today.

Have you ever seen or used a stone boat? I had not prior to last night. It’s basically a sled made out of wood. Has a little raised lip on the sides and back to keep the stone, or in this case the logs, from sliding or rolling off. A good strong rope attached at the two front corners for pulling. It is very low tech, and works like a dream. Richard had gotten the logs and sled in the car for me. It was up to me, myself and I to get them out and over to the structure.


So, pink back pack loaded with necessary tools, hats, sunscreen, water, juice, and a long sleeved shirt, because even though I was generous with the sunscreen and applied it often, I still managed to get a little burned the day before. It’s like 94 (that might be a slight exaggeration) degrees and humid as anything. The last thing I really want to do is wear a long sleeved shirt!

Anyway, backpack on my back and the log on the sled, I get the rope around my waist and lean into it. It is surprising just how far forward I have to lean to get the sled moving, and to keep it moving. I shortened the rope a few feet, which gave me a knot to hold onto and seemed to make the whole thing work a bit better for my short frame. They used to pick on me during tree felling in England because to get the 6 foot log sections out of the woods I’d hug one end to my side and under an arm, lean forward and drag, ‘like an ole mule’ they’d say.

That’s right.

I’d say ‘slow and steady wins the race’.


That was my motto in this case too. Whew. I got the log over to the site, off the sled and into the structure, then I sat down on it for a blessed few minutes and drank water before I headed back with the sled for log number 2.

I had to stop about 5 times the second time around. I’d count 50 steps then rest to the count of 25, then go again. I’d be tired by 40 steps but I’d think, only ten more, I can do 10 more steps!

This is a direct result of my training times with Nate up at Dukes Fitness Center in St. Albans. I would think I had done the correct number of reps, but it seemed like Nate would always say “3 more”.
Really? Only 3 more? I can do that.


Here I am, playing the 'ole mule' one more time.

You are wondering how I managed to get a picture of myself?

Okay. I confess. Susie and Rob Connerty and their girls (human and canine) came to visit and bring me a rake. This picture was in fact staged. Rob actually brought log # 3 over from the car for me, because, quite frankly I decided after log #2 that log #3 was going to wait for another day or more lest something important in my body burst from the exertion.

Rob also raked up my twiggy and leafy debris and disposed of it far, far(ish) away. Thanks Rob!

The rest of the day I wove willow. Tied clove hitches. Talked with people. Wove more willow. Posed for more pictures. Talked with more people. And took an ample number of breaks sitting on the log seats. Trying out each one like Little Red Riding Hood.

A wonderful couple from Toronto, Canada stopped and we talked a good long time. We did a mini photo shoot. My backpack with the structure. Me with the structure. Them with the structure. It was fun!
They even located my email address via my artists page on the HDAC website, and emailed me the results of our picture taking.

Here they are, Bernd Weller and Annie Zhu. It was great to meet you both. Thanks for stopping by, and for sending along the pictures!


About an hour later it was time to go. I don’t remember why exactly. I only know it was.

Look at those pine log seats!! Aren't they gorgeous? I love the way the (removed) side branches look in contrast to the lichen covered outer bark! Thanks so much Richard, for creating them for me!
I've got to give Richard a plug for something else too, of immense interest to me. He has an awesome root cellar system going and holds a wealth of knowledge on the subject, in case any of you are interested in food storage possibilities.

I hope these log seats get a ton of use over the next few months.


End day 5.
(Are you thinking I didn’t really get much more accomplished?
I know. It kinda looks that way to me too…

Sigh.
But listen, clove hitches don’t really show up that well from this distance, you know?!)

susie





Looking East, 6 Degrees North - Video Extra

Last winter, Rachel and I met to walk the rec path and pick a location for my structure.

Our first choice was a spot close to town and right next to the river, where the view 'looking east' would be comprised of the nearby river and large stand of willow growing on the opposite shore, with long range views of the Vermont mountainside in the distance... and a view of the Church steeple through the south elevation.

Then, this spring,  Bruce - the guy who (along with his crew) maintains the miles of rec path, amongst other things - and I went out to have a look. He recommended not being so close to the river, from the standpoint of his crew being able to prepare the site for me safely, because the river bank is erroding away there in particular, (making it a good spot to plant willow!) He recommended I go for my second choice, which is where I am.

Rachel and I went out again, and all things considered, agreed with him.

Good call Bruce.

See video below...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O6tiERxFdlU&feature=youtu.be


Looking East, 6 Degrees North - Part 3 Installation

Day 4 - Saturday, June 29
 The day started off drizzly in Waitsfield. This has unfortunately become a common pattern. There was the faintest indication of clearing at about 9 so I packed up my stuff and headed for Stowe.


I was happy to find the sun shining in a blue sky when I got there. I headed directly for the north/east end of the quiet path where there is an awesome stand of willow nicely holding the riverbank in place. Over a 5 year period of time, in this spot and others along the river Stowe planted a large number of willows to control erosion. The willow at this particular spot has done a particularly good job of stabilizing the riverbank and also happens to be growing vigorously.  I think the vigorous growth is due, at least in part, to the fact that it has been cut periodically .


The quiet path is a great place to walk because it is a) quiet and b) has a very informative/ educational series of stops along the way with signage that talks about various aspects of the river; vegetation, wildlife, river patterns etc. including this one at stop #10 ‘Managing Erosion’ where I had gotten permission from the City Planner to harvest willow for my project.

The willow was still very wet from the rain and it was hotter than heck already at 10 am creating a virtual sauna in amongst the willow. For a couple hours it was just me, my loppers and all the insect life for the most part. An occasional dog wondered in to see what was going on before their owners called them back to join them on the path along the edge of the field.
To say that I was a sweaty mess when I finally emerged is putting it mildly I think. This was definitely confirmation that the best time to harvest willow is after leaf drop in the fall and winter. No leaves holding water droplets that run down your neck. No snails crawling up your leg, or worse yet, squashed in your hair.

I told Tom I’d take a before and after picture to document the willow I was harvesting, so…

Before:


And then, after:


Are you able to discern the difference? To begin with, I didn’t harvest all that much willow, one small bundle worth and I didn’t harvest all from the same stool either, but spread it out over an 8 foot square area, more or less.



That’s it. A small bundle of of 30 rods or so, of varying lengths, diameters and shades of green. I tied them up (with orange baling twine that Carla had gotten for me! Ahhh. More memories of England.) Put my backpack on my back and hoisted the bundle of willow up on my shoulder and off to the car I went hoping nary a bug would try to crawl into my ear along the way.

I am becoming somewhat of an expert at getting 8-10 foot lengths of willow into my ’99 Chevy Malibu. The bundles go in, bottom first through the back driver’s side door and over the reclined passengers seat. The flexible tops are then ever so gently (and lovingly) eased onto the rear window ledge.

It’s a good skill to learn how to ‘make do’.

A quick stop for some fruit and juice to renew my energy stores and I was soon enjoying the walk from parking lot to project site X2 to get tools and willow there.

My goal for the afternoon was to replace the willow for the criss-cross weaving on the south side with some of the pretty green stemmed willow i’d just cut. Ideally, of course, you don’t want to be redoing things too much. It’s just that when I saw how pretty the green willow was I’d just harvested I thought it would be a nice contrast to the other willow and alder.

The next couple of hours were spent weaving the south side criss-cross pattern and clove hitching all the joints together with my green biodegradable twine. Just like John Waller. I know I keep saying that, but, well, when you learn from a traditional master craftsman, you want to carry on the same traditional methods as much as possible.



It is terribly exciting how much interest folks have in my work! I spend a goodly amount of time when I am on site, just talking with people, explaining my inspiration, answering questions, sharing my passion for willow and the traditional green wood crafts I’ve learned to make. If you know me, you know that if I’m good at anything, it’s talking with people, right? I adore connecting with other human beings, I really, really do.

It makes my heart sing.

Folks want to take pictures of the structure… of me with the structure… of them with the structure. As they bike on by they call out things like ‘beautiful’, ‘awesome’, ‘wow!’, ‘that’s pretty’, ‘very cool’, ‘nice work’, ‘really nice’, ‘interesting’, to name a few. It does much to raise the sagging spirit of someone who is tired and sun baked and sore and thirsty to hear such encouraging and positive words.

Thank you all. You know who you are.

This particular day too, a gentleman named Stewart stopped by took a few pictures and chatted for awhile. Before he continued on his way, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a special gold US Zachary Taylor$1 coin, handed it to me and said it was for ‘good luck’. I appreciate so much the positive intention and good will behind his expression, and the gift of the special gold coin.

Ending, day 4.
love, love, love-
susie

Monday, July 8, 2013

Looking East, 6 Degrees North - Part 2 Installation

Day 3 - Thursday, June 27

It was a sunny morning so I got a fairly early start, arriving on site about 9:30.

First order of business was to slather myself with 50 SPF sunscreen. That stuff does not absorb, it just sits on the surface of your skin and makes you look like you've gone wild with white face paint.

I finished making the holes for the alder along the back at 6 inch spacing and got them in place, then added the holes along the south side for the willow, and got the willow in the ground. The south elevation shows the weaving method I learned from John for the living willow structures. A criss-cross pattern.

Next thing. Tie the top pieces together to keep them from unwinding, using the ever popular 'clove hitch', then weave in all the alder from the back forming the 'roof'.

Hard work finished for a time, now it's time for the pure fun! Start weaving!
I started with a couple rows of pairing to lock everything together and give myself a good strong base. This is the same weaving method used in the upset of a basket.

The outside ends of the pairing weave rows are finished by twisting the willow and wrapping it around the uprights. This requires significant hand strength. My hands are pretty strong, but, this technique was not something I mastered while I was in England. I had rummaged through my little tool box and brought tools with me that seemed like they might help with this process. A couple sets of pliers and this other plier type thing that seemed like you could lock it in place. (I now know this is called a vice grip, because the next morning I stopped at the hardware store and bought another pair!)

My wrapping turned out beautifully. John Waller would be so proud of me. This is a close-up of it...


That may look like a mess to you, but trust me, it is beautiful to a willow weaver!

An interesting note about the willow. The leaves turned black on the willow harvested at Carla and Freds. Those bundles spent their first few days out of the sun, in the barn. The leaves on the other willow harvested in Waitsfield turned brown. That bundle I had kept outside in a bucket of water under the apple tree at my apartment. As far as I could tell, they looked to be the same native variety to me. Willow identification can be a tricky business. I'm just trying to keep as thorough records as I can about everything along the way, since the varieties here are not what I was used to using in England.

After that it was on to the easy, let your mind wander weaving, over and under, over and under.
Gotta love it.

Here's a close-up of a section of that for your viewing pleasure as well.



A storm rolled in somewhere around 3 or so in the afternoon, effectively putting an end to my weaving fun. I felt good about what I had accomplished!

One last picture of the entire piece at days end.


Stay tuned for the next installment which will be comprised of weaving, weaving and more weaving!

with joy-
susie