During my December visit the boys talked about enjoying açai bowls with granola at Playa Bowl, a shop near them. On my recent trip there, I thought it would be fun to teach them to make granola from scratch.
Will, who is 7, was in the back seat when my son picked me up at the train station. “I brought something sweet to make with you today,” I told him.
“What?” he asked excitedly.
“Granola!” I exclaimed.
Silence.
I heard a slight electronic sound emitted. Rob, my son, muffled a laugh. Will had texted him from his Gizmo watch saying, “Booooo.”
I’ll admit, my feelings were a bit hurt. Enough that I relayed the story to a friend, who smiled and said kindly, “Know your audience, Jane. Might you reframe your experience from a different perspective? If you were telling this to a 20-something backpacker, they might have gotten really pumped. But a 7-year old hears ‘sweet’ and does NOT dream of granola.”
This got me thinking about how I literally and figuratively frame my artistic creations, a circumstance I find myself in at this very moment.
I completed the series of four textiles I’ve been working on since fall. They are meant to be grouped together for visual effect. It has taken me months to accomplish the stitching with over 1100 individual pieces sewn to different shaded background fabrics. My goal is for the eye to dance around the four framed designs and to be entertained and involved by following that movement. Thanks to my Color Theory class, I’ve been able to manipulate the positioning of the woolen circles to create that effect.
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