Sandi Wedemeier's Page

Amazing thing, time. Amazing how quickly things can change and also how, when you make a tough decision, a really tough one, how things just seem to then fall into place. Push has come to shove in my life. I've known this was going to happen, I've tried very hard not to let it happen, but guess what? It happened. So, on Thursday, I had to make what I thought at the time, was a very hard and depressing decision...and that is, to sell my house. I spent the day on the "unhappy couch" under an afgh… Continue

Okay, so I spend too much time looking at lolcats, but I'm still struggling with the issue of focus. I love the jewelry I've been knotting and have way more designs floating in my head and on paper than I can complete in a year or 7, but there's so much more I want to do. Like playing with fabric, and fabric and beads, and fabric, beads and ribbon. And digital work, playing with brushes and filters and my photographs. OH and I have more photographs to take for my cemetary documentation project… Continue

...but yesterday was a really great day. Maybe I ought to knock on wood or something. We've finally had a break in the weather. I'm in the area in the Midwest that you've been hearing about; my little town in Iowa has been mostly under water for over a week now. We're situated on the Cedar River and it's overflowed it's banks by more than ever before in recorded history. Even though I live on the second highest hill in town, my neighborhood was affected too. We were stranded up here by the dry… Continue

Yesterday I had an okay day really. I continued with my knotting projects, completed 6 pieces (one for me), scanned them and started a 7th piece, also for me. Then last night, I was overwhelmed by a wave of unhappy out of nowhere; it literally made me shake my head. This was an odd experience. I didn't want to go to sleep in the same old bed, wake up in the same old bed, make the same old coffee, read the same old mail/email, do the same old things I've been doing everyday since...well,for a lo… Continue

It's little wonder that one of my first tattoos was the phoenix. My personal mythology is filled with firey deaths and rebirths. Careers, relationships, jobs, life's work...all subject to change. I'm doing it again and for once, it's not exciting. It's filled with anxiety, panic, uncertainty and makes me simply want to curl up on the couch and rock. I'm bound to inaction and now, more than ever, I need to move, act, defy, create. Recreate me...who I am, what I do, how I move through my world.… Continue