Jeannie Ortiz explores what it means to be human by drawing from the natural world to create objects of protection, adornment, utility and symbolism. Her work begins with threads of silk, cotton, linen, alpaca and wool – materials at the foundation of human civilization. Magical alchemy brings colors to life through the dyeing of fibers with harvested leaves, roots, flowers, fruits and fungi. Weaving integrates these elements with the zen like repetition of the technological marvel that is the handloom. Uniting this whole process is nature whom informs both her materials and imparts the spark of inspiration.
The meditative process by which the threads come to life is central to the creation of Jeannie’s work. The process of weaving exists within a well-worn trail that has wound its way through all of human history. Each thread passed through the loom adds a new layer to an ancient story, a new mode of exploration and intimate expression is revealed. Through this work she is honored to carry this ancient craft into the future, weaving pieces that can be worn, used and loved for generations.
Explorations in physical expressions of art through aerial dance and movement. For the past 6 years Jeannie has been diving into the world of aerial dance and performance. Her story is just beginning to emerge into this world, and who shows what form it will take.
- Warping challenges
One armed warping, mostly with my non-dominant hand, is hard! I’m slowly plugging away at it as the in-process loom is taking up 3/4 of my studio space and I want it out of my way. I’ve also been taking a lot of time to work on PT exercises (with my giant green ball) 💚
- Hand knit for myself.
My new hand knit black walnut naturally dyed merino sweater, fresh off the needles. It’s so cozy and everything I wanted it to be. FINALLY!!!
- Cristeline structures coming together
I’ve been keeping my hands busy with beads and hand drilled stones, making a small collection of these multi-strand pieces that will be available in a few weeks. 🤍🖤🤍 Also, while visiting family I seem to have created a small grey kitty-monster named Rufio who is obsessed with string. He sits for hours and stares at me while I work in hopes that I’ll leave the string unattended. (I only made that mistake once)