Off to the ball... A bit of whimsy for today. “Please tell me if there’s a cat behind me.” was an attempt to honour my brother who made the little mouse head on his lathe in South Africa. I dressed Miss Mouse up to go to a ball and it was night-time
Joy as a bower bird.... “It’s back again to finding a way to assemble twigs and wire, a porcupine quill and a pencil eraser into an organized arrangement. It’s my way of giving purpose to a very small percentage of the hundreds of objects I’ve collected over the years. There’s no
My fair ladies.... Joy created many mice, of all shapes and sizes. They are cute and good fun and sometimes celebrate the occasion like Sheila Ewings one-eyed Christmas mouse. I independently title this piece “My fair ladies because the mouse on the top brick conjured up Liza Doolittle from “My Fair Lady”
Wise green owl... These are two of the 5 papier mache owl decorations I’ve made for the tea tables at The Art Guild of Scarborough’s art shows. I bought the owl figure from the Dollar Store to use as the foundation for 3 of them and I used my own sculpture
Bad hair day...... This ancient green guy has a story behind him. Joy said “You may remember my tale of woe when a clay mask I made fell ofF the wall and lost a slew of bits from around its edges. The mask wilted in a corner of my studio for several months
Doris McCarthy This is the centre-piece I made for 10 tables at the Doris McCarthy dinner. Each one had the following printed on the body of the angel: “May you be well and in your house may angels dwell” DORIS MCCARTHY: Consummate artist, writer, builder, thespian, gardener, theologian, woodcarver, teacher, skater,
Blue and pink with a funny face Joy MacFadyen created a large number of “assemblages” over her lifetime. From puppets to table centrepieces nothing escaped her inventive gaze. The practice seems a little bit ‘picassoish’ in a way because she made on each occasion ‘something out of nothing. And actually much of the works are meaningless except
National Ballet workshop “I went through a mask-making phase and this one was mounted on a pressed pulp packing piece that held something or other (can’t remember what) which I painted and hung on the wall. I don’t have it anymore so I must have sold it or given it