I kind of thought I was done, for now, explaining why I make fiber art instead of watercolor art or whatever medium art.
Then I started getting comments about the emotional aspects of textile. For example, one of my favorite fiber artists, Linda Colsh, left this on my post (edited to get to my point):
“while it works against the medium’s potential marketability, I do indeed like that being a woman’s medium primarily, fiber can suggest reinforcing, implied, even subliminal meanings that carry the feminist message. For my own subject matter, the elderly, that “quilt” is also often identified with the gray generation, choosing to express my statements in this medium further doubles down on message.“
That works out great for her. I fear I may not examine my motives so deeply–I use fiber because I like it. I don’t think about the symbolism of my choices. Should I? Does this make me less of an artist?
I also have gotten comments about fiber being warm and fuzzy and all that. Tis true, but so what? At this point I don’t really care if your grandmother made quilts. Good for her for finding a creative outlook. If that is your first reaction/comment on seeing one of my pieces, then I have failed as an artist because I want your first reaction/comment to be about the Art that is hanging in front of you.
Not that I’ll say that to your face. I’ll just paste on a smile and nod.
Sometimes I think about changing primary media. Some day I probably will. But until then, I’ll be playing in the shallow end of the fiber pool, enjoying the manipulation of texture and thread and fiber choice, trying my best to make art. The deep thoughts can be left to my biographer. Ha.