BEATEN TO THERE AND BACK AGAIN. AND STILL STRONG.I have felt that for a while it is time the for resurgence of the West. My obsession began with cowhides and then moved on to cow skulls. What could I do with a cow skull that would be new and unique? This got me pondering.
You see, I am not from the Southwest. I was forcibly relocated here from the Northwest (don't get me started...) But the fact is I am a nationalist...it seems to be where ever I am. (Marcus Aurelius was right: "wherever you go, there you are".) I grow weary of the washed out '80s Southwest. It simply does not make sense. It does not inspire. This is not the place I know. The colors here are bold and vibrant. This is a place for only the tough. Wimpy washed out pastels can't survive the desert sun. Rocks are red, cactus are rich greens, wildflowers are deep purples and bright oranges and yellows. Sunsets flame.
So it's time.
REINVENTING COWGIRL CHIC
So you see my obsessions. I hate to feel washed out, useless, futile...it is how too many of us feel these days. It is all about utility and sense of purpose. If what we surround ourselves with is vibrant and useful, with an intent for purpose, we will feel that way too. I also believe you use what you have in its entirety. We are serious meat eaters around here, but also, out of respect to the animal, I believe you use the whole animal, every piece. (My dogs' chew treats are even...parts. We'll just leave it at that.)
So I come back to cow skulls.
The symbol of the Southwest. The staple of Southwest fashion and decor. Finding inherent beauty. I wanted to do something new and unique. Reinvent the Southwest using its own inherent elements, the inspiration within its own past.
Latter-Day Woman-Spring 2010 )