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together we rise

Together We Rise original painting by Phoebe Stout of Untold Imprint

This weekend marks the one year anniversary of the biggest day of protests in American history. Just writing that gives me the chills and brings tears to my eyes! To all you fellow marchers, and to those who march in spirit, protest outside your senators offices, donate time and money to worthy organizations, write letters, make phone calls, stand up for what is right and just, and are an everyday force of love in the world ~ Together We Rise!

Small prints and cards of my 2018 Women's March poster are available in my shop. 15% of the proceeds from the sale of these items will be donated to Global Fund for Women

Global Fund for Women's mission statement:
'We are a global champion for the human rights of women and girls. We use our powerful networks to find, fund, and amplify the courageous work of women who are building social movements and challenging the status quo. By shining a spotlight on critical issues, we rally communities of advocates who take action and invest money to empower women.'
 

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P.S. I'll be marching in my sister's town of Hartford, CT this Saturday. If you happen to be there too and see a mermaid poster, come say hello! 

the comfort of old friends

moss covered walls of Central Park near The Metropolitan Museum of Art.

moss covered walls of Central Park near The Metropolitan Museum of Art.

exterior of The Metropolitan Museum of Art on a gray day.

exterior of The Metropolitan Museum of Art on a gray day.

The Little Fourteen-Year Old Dancer  with  The Dance Class  and  Dancers Practicing at the Barre , all by Edgar Degas.

The Little Fourteen-Year Old Dancer with The Dance Class and Dancers Practicing at the Barre, all by Edgar Degas.

detail of  Mada Primavesi  by Gustav Klimt.

detail of Mada Primavesi by Gustav Klimt.

High C (Forte Chanteuse)  by Georges Seurat

High C (Forte Chanteuse) by Georges Seurat

The Album  by Edouard Vuillard

The Album by Edouard Vuillard

Saint Mary Magdalene  or  Holy Woman  | French 1500-1525

Saint Mary Magdalene or Holy Woman | French 1500-1525

detail of  Nasturtiums with the Painting "Dance"  by Henri Matisse.

detail of Nasturtiums with the Painting "Dance" by Henri Matisse.

The Tomb of the Horatii and Curiatii  by Hercules Segers

The Tomb of the Horatii and Curiatii by Hercules Segers

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On a recent trip into New York to visit my niece, sister, and my dear friend from college, I took a few hours and spent them wandering around The Metropolitan Museum of Art. As a textile design student in NYC in the 1990s, I would go to the Met on a semi-regular basis with the help of student passes and their amazing 'pay what you wish' entrance fee. Some days I went just to see my favorite painting, which was The Album by Edouard Vuillard. I would sit in front of it for a while and then head home. What a luxury – to be able to have the time and easy distance, to visit this museum whenever my heart desired. Memories of those pre-internet days, when a glimpse of a favorite painting were not a keystroke away, are so dear to me. I loved that in order to research a textile or sculpture, I had to go in person to see it, and then spend hours in the library hand writing notes, which I would type into a finished paper on my little portable word processor. There was a great sense of adventure and satisfaction in the long process. I noticed on this recent visit, that while I still love The Album by Vuillard, it's not so much the painting that I love now, but the vivid memories of how it made me feel on my frequent visits. It's comforting seeing it and being in a place where I spent so much un-rushed time. It's like sitting with an old friend or visiting the home of a beloved relative where you spent content days as a child. Each time I visit The Met as an adult, I find new favorites and am struck by the peacefulness of a place that is always so crowded with people. If you're lucky enough to enter an empty gallery, as I did when I happened upon The Little Fourteen-Year-Old Dancer, the stillness and wonderment of being alone in the company of such awe-inspiring art, is a gift that feels bestowed directly from the artists themselves. 

they did not know we were seeds

My mom, two sisters, cousin and I were five in a crowd of over 500,000 women, men, and children at the Women's March on Washington. It was an emotional and historic day. Prior to the 2016 campaign of Hillary Clinton, I'd never been that involved in politics. I'd never attended a rally or protest. Never called my senator. I didn't even really watch the news all that much. All that has changed – I’ve found my voice that I’m proud to use it. The recent election and the current administration is not really about politics anymore, it is deeply personal. This is about who we are at our core. And thanks to the thousands of people who marched on January 21st – we showed the world who we are.  We are resilient, we are fighters of injustice and hate and racism, we are accountability keepers for those in government, we are allies to those who need support, and powerful opposition to those who try and silence us. We are seeds.

The day of the march was long and when it came time to head back to our hotel, even though our feet were sore, we weren't quite ready to close our eyes. The natural high was too great a feeling to part with. We stopped in a bar to have a drink and talk about this movement we were now a part of. My sister was on her phone showing us photos and reading social media posts that people from all over the world had shared that day. She came across a tweet that quoted a Mexican proverb, "They tried to bury us; they did not know we were seeds." There was a collective exhalation as she read it. It summed up what we had experienced so perfectly.

I think about it each time I see people rise up and push back against attempted oppression. When I turn on the news and there's a little girl on her dad's shoulders at the international arrivals terminal holding a sign that reads 'You Are Welcome Here'. When I hear about the leaders of a Jewish congregation in a small town in Texas who gave the keys to their synagogue to the community of Muslims who lost their mosque in a fire. When I read that 40% of Democratic women plan to get more involved in political causes in 2017. When I see post after post on social media about the daily resistance actions of friends, and strangers alike. Each time I click the 'Follow' button on a rogue national wildlife account, or drop a postcard to my Senator in the mailbox (to either plead with or thank them) – I can actually feel the rising happening in real time. The collective resistance that we are engaging in each day in order to reclaim what's been taken from us, and hold the line for what we will not allow them to take. 

I'm proud of every single person who has spoken out in ways big and small. Every word counts. We will not be buried. We will persist and succeed because this democracy is everything to us. 

40% of the proceeds from the sale of my 'We Are Seeds' print will be donated to the Global Fund For Women

The Global Fund for Women is one of the world’s leading foundations for gender equality, standing up for the human rights of women and girls. We campaign for zero violence, economic and political empowerment, and sexual and reproductive health and rights. Our Vision is that every woman and girl is strong, safe, powerful, and heard. No exceptions.

wall hangings

Goddess Banner Pennant on rustic natural hemp with metallic gold print by Untold Imprint
Wild Altar banner with mama wolf & pup, feathers, and evergreen trees
'Love' banner art by Untold Imprint
Wall hanging with Mother Earth Altar printed on natural earthy hemp textile by Untold Imprint

I must admit, I'm not quite sure what to call these new pieces of textile art that I've been making. I refer to them as wall hangings in my shop, but noticed that they are often called banners or pennants by other makers. This seems to be a recurring problem I have. With keywords, tags, and titles being so important, I'm often struggling to successfully describe something that I've made in a concise 20 character string of words. So, my method for now has been to describe the item a bit differently in each listing. Is this confusing? I'm not sure. I know that I hear customers refer to my garlands in so many different ways that it prompted me to adopt this practice and introduce the words banner, bunting, backdrop, in my various listings. 

All this SEO stuff aside, these are my new wall hanging pennant banner flags! They are screen printed with my Altar collection prints in an antique metallic gold water-based ink on natural rustic hemp linen. Three cotton loops at the top slip over a natural wooden dowel, and a length of torn cotton ribbon in the same color as the loops is included for hanging. I think they'd look beautiful in a nursery, bedroom, living room, office, or even a kitchen. 

I wrote about my Altar series in a previous post, if you'd like to read more about them, here is the entry: Altar Collection

new things

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I was beating myself up for missing the self-imposed deadline of Feb 1st for the launch of my new website and online shop, but then I decided to cut me some slack and go with the flow. I've also learned that domain mapping is not my strong suit. So, I'm a few days late and that's ok. I'm here now, and it feels really great to have a new space. 

A few other new things ...

This is my first winter with a dog, which means lots of walks in the very deep snow with Alice. She and I have explored areas of the lake that I'd never been to before. 

I was in New York this past weekend to visit my sister and niece, and to see Henri Matisse: The Cut-Outs exhibit at MOMA. No photos allowed! But I did snap a photo of this new acquisition that I fell in love with. It's a draped canvas by Sam Gilliam. Would love to see more of his work in person.

A new shop means some new prints and products. I'm very excited about the Organic Cotton and Hemp bath towels that are in my shop. I'm not a fan of terry towels and have used linen towels for the past several years until I recently found this pique woven fabric that I think is wonderful. 

All the while, working (and playing) away these long winter days, I've been wearing my new Marsh Shawl from Alma Boheme. It was a Christmas gift from my mom and I wear it all the time. It's so beautiful, so soft, incredibly warm and comforting and it makes me feel wonderful – my cloak of calm.

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