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Anne GreenwoodPortland, OR
Anne Greenwood hand embroidered fourty-one autobiographical images onto reclaimed linen to create an installation exhibit. This exhibit was then used to collaborate with artists Inge Bruggman and Moe Snyder to make the artist’s book Winter Count: A Forty Year Calendar. This book is Anne Greenwood’s interpretation of the Sioux tradition to record a personal history using hand-stitched embroidery and letterpress printing. This project was partially funded through a 2008 Regional Arts and Culture Council Individual Project Grant.
The Fear and the Pleasure of Food is a fabric book created as a place setting for the tabletop piece in the collaborative exhibit For the Love of Food in 2009. The exhibit was part of an artist's residency I participated in at Cedar Crest College, Allentown, Pa. The book expresses the worried, anxious, ramblings of a new mother challenged by modern era food fads and convenience. This book is unique and made entirely from reclaimed fabrics. Collaborators include silkscreen and Print Gocco artists, Jenny Ankeny and Shu-Ju Wang. Woodworker Mauricio Rioseco hand-carved the walnut stick used in the binding.
Swans are revered in many religions and cultures are noted as the vehicle of many deities and persons who have attained great spiritual capabilities are sometimes called "Great Swan" on account of their ability to travel between various spiritual worlds. Swans are also said to eat pearls, and separate milk from water. I've always wanted to see Tundra Swans. I've read about them wintering on the Columbia River. Last fall I was visiting friends that live up on a bluff overlooking the Columbia River Estuary outside Astoria, Oregon. Their house is all windows on the north side, overlooking the river and an old island that was once protected from flooding by a dike. Years ago the dike broke; the island is now mostly flooded and has become a wetland. I was sitting on the couch most of the weekend holding my sick child and watching activity on the river. Late in the day I glanced out the window; I saw what I thought were two small row boats in the slough, simultaneously my friend did the same. We looked at each other and said, "Tundra Swans."