Saturday afternoon we drove through a rain squall and into a mostly sunny afternoon in Ashville for a look at the Southern Highland Guild members' show, Black & White III. This is an all-media show, and it is a blockbuster. If you're anywhere within striking distance of Asheville, you should see it. Full disclosure - I do have a woven hanging included.
Unfortunately there is no photography permitted in the galleries, and there is no catalog, but at the risk of omitting some really terrific work, I'll just highlight my fave woven work, and leave the jewelry, ceramics, art quilts, dolls, furniture, metal, books, etc., for others to describe.
Teena Tuenge's String of Squares is an inventive series of face-like images in double weave blocks. Her mastery of block combinations is impressive. Amy Putansu's White Birch, a panel of hand dyed silk woven with an ondulé reed, has its flowing transparent curves effectively displayed in the center of the gallery space. Catherine Ellis's woven shibori, Sculpting the Shape of the Hills, is an impressionist large-scale landscape image, of deceptively simple appearance. A silk and merino scarf, Within the Fold, by Jo-Marie Karst, features differential of shrinkage in very large blocks, with exaggerated ruffling edges. Interchange of pattern and ground in the separate zones of Barbara Miller's Overshot in Black and White is lively and intriguing. After following the progress of Tommye Scanlin's Gray Dawn on her blog for several months, it is wonderful to see this monumental work in person. Brava, Tommye! I know I've left out many other fine pieces, but you'll just have to see the show for yourselves. I'll close this brief survey by saying that Kathy Roig's Shadows, a broken twill hanging with painted warp, executed on a drawloom, really blew me away. It is impossible to tell where dyeing leaves off and structure begins, a wonderful piece that rewards repeated viewing, from both up close and afar.
This morning as I went for my walk, I heard a raucous honking, and when I looked up I saw eleven geese close overhead flying in perfect vee formation. It was that quintessential autumn image. By the time I got the phone out of my pocket, they were long past. But several blocks later, I spotted them in back of the Lutheran church, taking a rest stop (Or perhaps they are staying over here for the winter? Do geese have a religious preference?).