I came across a book recently entitled¬†The Art of Shouting Quietly¬†by a man named Pete Mosley. It’s actually a book that was written for creatives as ‘a guide to self-promotion for all the brilliant people out there who struggle to promote themselves through shyness, lack of confidence and introversion,’ something I have really begun to relate to as I get older – especially the introversion bit. I think part of this comes from the feeling that I don’t ‘fit’ anymore in this crazy fast-paced convenience obsessed digital world. And it’s not really that I can’t embrace change, or even keep up with it, it’s more the concern about what (and who) we are overlooking in the process. That’s the stuff I care about.

You might remember in last month’s blog post, that I was already thinking about how the quiet protesters in society can make themselves heard, and was noticing an increasing number of craft groups that were making ‘craftivism’ their main focus. I think I have always been quietly rebellious, choosing not to own and drive a car and prove people wrong who told me that it would stop me from ‘getting the job I wanted,’ and I genuinely do appreciate not having to be trapped in one of the cars in the slow snaking traffic ahead as I whizz past on my bike. I also love that I am connecting with my environment, noticing the first spring green shoots poking up out of the soil by the roadside, experiencing the falling blossom as it flutters down around me.

I often jokingly call myself the ‘analaogue girl,’ as I love all things tactile and enjoy the sensory input from tapping away at typewriter keys, the crackle at the start of a vinyl record and prefer cutting and sticking to copy and paste any day. When I connect with a piece of art, it will be the emotional response that I notice first, thought I might not know why at the time. I try to immerse myself in a bit of art appreciation every day, this is when I think social media can be a wonderful tool. I originally thought about sewing slogans on pieces of fabric after discovering the excellently named Tiny Pricks Project. but then I found this image and found it incredibly arresting.

The idea of using book pages, perhaps still in the book, really appeals to me. I have been experimenting with stitching through paper and it does seem to work better if you stick two pages together first and and use a sharper needle with a smallish eye. I love old book pages, the more yellowed and dog-eared the better for aesthetic purpose. I accidentally came across this old hardback book on eBay, coincidentally when I was looking for something else, as is often the case. What was particulary reassuring is that it was one of a number of copies for sale, not highly valued, so I wouldn’t feel bad about ‘defacing’ it! I am now thinking about all of the damaged hardback books that are most likely hanging around in the back of charity shops.

I am considering using this book to highlight the plight of the bee, and started with a sample featuring a poem by Brian Bilson, The Last Bee. I have only just begun to play around with this idea but I like the effect so far. What would you shout about?


The Last Bee

“After the last ee
had uzzed its last uzz,

the irds and the utterflies
did what they could.

ut soon the fields lay are,
few flowers were left,

nature was roken,
and the planet ereft.”