Showing posts with label Santa Fe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Santa Fe. Show all posts

Saturday, July 26, 2014

Folk Art Extravaganza, part 3

So here's where I'll tell you everything about my trip to Santa Fe with Crizmac's Folk Art Extravaganza that I have left out of my prior posts.  And that means this will be another long, and photo-rich blog post.  I hope you'll get all the way to the end!
Seen on the streets of Santa Fe, above and below
The Folk Art Extravaganza, along with offering two full days at the International Folk Art Market, also provided participants with professional development experience, and if you wanted/needed, you could leave with a certificate for 44 hours of professional development credit!  As a retiree, I didn't have need for it, but hallelujah for those young 'uns who did!!
Was it black and white night for dining?  That's me on the right.

Our first and last full days in Santa Fe were spent in classroom activity, which included time for two hands-on projects (I completed one of the two), discussion, and visits from artists (and/or their representatives) from the Folk Art Market.  Both days ended with fun group dinners at terrific restaurants.
Casa Chimayo (above) where we had our first group dinner
And at Andiamo (below) for our final group dinner
 Ole!  (They'd watched flamenco dancing the prior night)
 
 Above, on the left is group leader/Crizmac president Stevie Mack
And below, left, is group leader/School Arts editor Nancy Walkup
For someone like me, traveling alone, this was a terrific opportunity.  Spending so much time at the crowded Folk Art Market might have been a painful experience for my T-shirts and jeans husband, who I'm sure would NOT want to spend his day listening to global music in the hot sun and pushing through crowds to look at handwoven rugs, carved doodads, fabulous textiles, felted scarves, jewelry galore, and assorted trinkets of every variety.  I can see him looking at his watch, quietly praying "please let this be over soon." Even the food would have been painful for him.  While I gleefully ate a felafel lunch at the market, he'd have been desperately searching for a BLT or a plain old hamburger.

Some of our group, strolling to the plaza after dinner (below).
So I traveled to Santa Fe independently, as did the majority of the participants in the group, which meant that we all got to know each other quickly and were never left to fend for ourselves alone (unless we wanted to be alone!).  Given the resources and opportunity, I would definitely consider traveling with Crizmac again.  (Uh oh, I guess I'd better mail in my evaluation form soon!)

So let me back up to those two days spent in the classroom.  We had the option to work on a personal shrine (a 'retablo') and/or a quilt square representing ourselves or our trip to Santa Fe or really whatever we wanted.  Heaps of materials were available, and we could take them to work on in  the evenings as desired.  I had an idea for my retablo, based on the marsh where I kayak so often, and gathered materials into a box, but I haven't built it yet.  Instead, after a couple of false starts, I had some fun making this bright colorful floral quilt square. 
 I worked on it extensively in the evenings as well as the classroom time, and it is done!  I like it so much, I'm going to sew it on a backing and frame it, I think. I took photos of some of the projects other participants made, but evidently I deleted them by mistake and can't locate a single photo!  Sorry!

The real highlight of those classroom days was the visitors who came to see us.  On the first day, we had a visit from an American woman representing Lila Handicrafts, a cooperative of Pakistani ralli quilters.  She brought a lot to show us, and went into detail about their work and the providence that brought her together with them.  She even brought some unfinished bags with her, and sold them to us at very reasonable prices.  We also were given some quilt scraps and leftover tassels.  I bought a bag that needed a handle and a closure, and when I got home, I was able to use the quilt scraps to make a coordinating strap which I sewed in place.  I then added a Velcro closure, and then sewed the tassels over the Velcro.  I'm very happy with my unique completed piece, pictured below. 
I must say, the work in their booth at the Market definitely was some of the most unique and exquisite I saw.  Here's some of what she brought with her to show us.  I appreciated the close-up view of the intricate workmanship.  I was hoping to find an authentic mola at the Market, but there were none; however these quilts were closer to molas than anything else I saw at the festival.  Look closely at this series of photos below.  This is ALL hand-stitching.  Remarkable!

Then, on our last day, we had three groups of visitors.
First was Augustin Cruz Prudencio from Oaxaca Mexico.  He and his brother came and shared their carved and painted animals and figures, demonstrated their tools, and spoke about their craft.  Stevie translated for them! A little anteater I purchased was made by them.
 And Manuel Abeiro Horta Ramos and brother brought their amazing carved and painted dance masks and other decorative masks.  (I bought the owl with snakes pictured below).  Their American representative spoke for them and shared their work. 
But the most engaging of them all was Huichol yarn painter Cilau Valadez and his father Mariano Valadez.  (We all thought Cilau was pretty cute, too!)
 
Their work is beyond stunning, and each piece incorporates spiritual themes.  Cilau's mother is an American anthropologist, and as a result, he has dual citizenship and speaks fluent English, having spent some years of schooling in the US.  They are renowned for their work and have had shows worldwide.  Cilau called himself a 'bridge', sharing about and advocating for the preservation of his traditional culture as he travels and speaks around the world.  He employs apprentices in his workshop and is instrumental at getting some of his people out of the tobacco fields by training them in the traditional arts.  Unfortunately I was not able to purchase a piece of their magnificent work.
 The gorgeous beadwork (below) is done by some of the women in their workshop.
 
 I've been asked what I bought at the International Folk Art Festival.  I believe I probably spent a lot less than most of the others in our group, but that's just me.  I'm generally a pretty frugal shopper.  Several things I was specifically hoping to find were not represented.  These were folk art items that had appeared in favorite lessons that I had taught over the years.  I wanted to bring home an authentic sample of, as I previously said, a mola from the Cuna Indians (from islands off the coast of Panama), and also a piece of amate bark painting from Mexico, an aboriginal bark painting from Australia,  and a daruma doll (a bringer of good luck) from Japan.  And possibly something from New Zealand featuring the koru, or unfurling spiral symbol.  No luck, unfortunately.
But I did buy a number of small items, some of which I previously mentioned and are in the photo above.  My purchases included a lovely woven scarf made by a woman from Ecuador (the rich blue in the upper left corner), a red carved gourd ornament for my husband from Peru, a tiny Oaxacan carved and painted anteater, a small carved mask from Mexico that now hangs in our camp (not in photo), a pretty Yemenite silver ring from Israel (not in photo), a hand dyed bag, dyed with the 'ikat' process (not in photo) and a luscious hand died spun silk scarf (the turquoise and white 'cloud' scarf under the other objects) from Uzbekistan, a bracelet from South Africa made from telephone wire (yellow and purple), and some small woven bracelets from palm fronds (front right) made in Colombia. 

Wow.  After all these photos, and three posts, I realize that I haven't even talked about or shown you photos from the Museum of International Folk Arts, which is simply fabulous.  Another post, another time....

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Folk Art Extravaganza, part 1

image from a booth at the International Folk Art Market
Here goes. I'm calling this post 'part 1' because after shooting about 600 photos during my time in Santa Fe for the Folk Art Extravaganza, I think I may bore you to tears if I try to put it all in one very long blog post.  (And an advance apology: usually I spend a lot of time editing photos before posting them here, but with so many pics to sort, if I waited to post until the editing was done, you wouldn't be reading this post until next winter, I think!  So the photos in this and the next couple of posts will be mostly unedited.)
image from a booth at the International Folk Art Market

Where to start - for several years, I've read the articles in School Arts magazine about the International Folk Art Market held annually in Santa Fe New Mexico. Crizmac offers a number of travel opportunities that include professional development for art educators, and one of these is the Folk Art Extravaganza, offered by Crizmac in collaboration with School Arts magazine.   I've always been wowed by the rich and vibrant colors of the folk art in those School Arts photos, and said to myself "that's something I'd love to do some day."  So, as a retired person with a flexible schedule, it suddenly occurred to me that 'some day' could be now!  So in the middle of the winter, I signed myself up, ordered my airline tickets, and blocked out the days on my calendar.  And home again now, and recovered from jet-lag, I can tell you the trip was everything I could have imagined.

But I had a rocky start.  Around the beginning of July, I got strangely and mysteriously sick (I rarely get sick).  I didn't do anything or even eat much (very odd for me) for a few days.  Finally feeling better, the day before the trip I did a bunch of laundry in anticipation of packing that day.  And suddenly I found myself with painfully itching and swollen hands, which I presumed were an allergic reaction to a new fabric softener.  Off to the doctor I went, and things got exceedingly worse as my legs broke out in nasty hives.  By the end of the day, armed with Benedryl, I had re-washed four loads of laundry and packed my bags, and was calmed down. (For a while I thought I'd have to cancel the trip; I was a total mess!)  We left for the airport at 4am the next morning (thanks to my sweet hubby for driving me), and off to Santa Fe I went, with barely any sleep and many hours of travel ahead.  Albany NY, to Chicago, to Denver, to Santa Fe; I finally arrived early afternoon and strolled the town a bit to get my bearings.
 From the air, between Denver and Santa Fe.  Alien crop circles perhaps?

Our group met late Thursday afternoon and walked to the railyard, for the festival's opening parade and festivities.  There were food trucks and stands everywhere, and when the artists assembled and marched in, it was like the opening ceremonies of the Olympics, with everyone wearing their native costumes, and big smiles everywhere.   Except I was exhausted, and feeling the effects of the dry dessert air and high altitude. So with a quick bite to eat, I watched the parade, but didn't linger too long at the festivities, because I wanted to be awake and alert for the activities in the days to come.
I don't know why there's a space here.  I can't get rid of it, so I'll write in it.  Above, participants are waiting for the parade to begin.  I think the Ukrainian girls on the right are especially adorable. 
Below: images from the parade of artists, representing their countries
 In my 'part 2' post, I'll tell you all about the actual International Folk Art Market and my experience there, and in my 'part 3' post I'll talk about our group and leaders, and the professional development part of the trip, especially the visits we had from artists from the market.  These were a definite highlight!  Stay tuned!!!