“swimming softly in silence”
a visual journal (12 August 2018)
The Sketch Hunter – 17cm x 14cm on linen
She carries her sketchbook everywhere, collecting ideas.
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The sketch hunter moves through life as he finds it, not passing negligently the things he loves, but stopping to know them, and to note them down in the shorthand of his sketchbook. Like any hunter he hits or misses. He is looking for what he loves, he tries to capture it. It’s found anywhere, everywhere. Those who are not hunters do not see these things. The hunter is learning to see and to understand—to enjoy.
— Robert Henri, from The Art Spirit (Basic Books, 2007)
That's such a lovely thing for you to say - thank you for sharing it and for the beautiful words.
I am constantly amazed at the artistic & poetic talents that many of my tumblr followers possess. Here is a piece of embroidery I recently purchased from tamembro. The artwork is entitled “hi, what do you see” tears and eye in flower (if you look closely you will notice three tears (beads) beneath the eye). The piece is hand embroidered with stranded cottons on a linen background and stretched over thick paperboard; it measures: 15.5cm x 16.5cm.
The first time I saw this image, I immediately identified with it; here finally was something tangible that truly depicted the mysterious, melancholic nature of my muse. I plan to frame it, then place it above my desk in my writing studio, among the other touchstones which I draw inspiration. I’m anticipating the first poem I write while this piece looks over me.
— tamembro, 2020
One available from my shop:
Reflections
Hand embroidered with stranded cotton threads on a linen background, 18.8cm x 18cm
The texture study inspired by Claude Monet's brushstrokes, Fields in Spring (1887)
— Tamembro
— Tamembro (2018)
... people come to the sea, and see nothing but salt water, sharks and fishes. They say, “Where is this pearl others speak about? Perhaps there is no pearl.” How can the pearl be gained merely by looking at the sea? Even if they measured out the sea, cup by cup, a hundred thousand times, they would never find the pearl. A diver is needed to discover that pearl, and not just any diver, but a diver who is both fortunate and nimble. Humanity’s sciences and arts are like measuring the ocean with a cup. To find the pearl calls for something else.
📖 Discourses of Rumi: Fihi Ma Fihi by Jalal al-Din Rumi. Translated by A. J. Arberry (Ames, Iowa: Omphaloskepsis, 2000)
'Where the mind goes the body follows'
hand-embroidered on linen
(tamembro, 2020)