Filed under: Drawing, Fleeting thoughts... | Tags: baraka, drawing, Ink, tools
No…I have no reason for my “woot woot-ing.” I also have no reason for this post, but I’m not getting bogged down in a search for interesting content. I’m just going to wing it. Notice, there is no “unsubscribe” button on the left. Hopefully, this post won’t make you wish that there was!
Actually, one reason for a “woot woot” is that the filmmaker, Ron Fricke, who did “Baraka” has a NEW film. CHECK. IT. OUT.:
Did you watch the trailer? Doesn’t it look AMAZING???? “Baraka” is also an amazing film. It does make you marvel at how limited one’s world is…unless you’re Ron Fricke, of course. When I need international exposure…I head over to Trader Joe’s. You know, frozen vegetable masala patties…dried seaweed…frozen veggie gyoza. Hmm. He’s probably never even heard of Trader Joe’s.
I think that I’ll go have a wasabi pea…
(Do you think that people in non-Western cultures go “woot woot!” like we do? Probably not.)
Speaking of non-Western cultures…I wish that I could go see this show at the Asia Society in NYC. Has anyone seen it? It is the ridiculously stunning ink paintings of Wu Guanzhong. Here is one of his works:
I loved that painting…and THEN I saw the title. SO brilliant, right???? Look at those sinuous brushstrokes!!! Look at the seemingly haphazard splotches!!! Lovely. Don’t you think that this is amazing? (btw…you must agree with me.)
So, I finished another drawing in my new series. Here it is:
I’ve “pixelated” the hammer. See:
I like where this is going…so I’m going to keep on this series for a bit. Actually, I have to take a slight detour, as I need at least three more drawings from my last series for the Towne Gallery show is October. STRESS! I’m trying to decide if I draw a tool that I’ve already done before…or, get a new tool? The challenge, of course, is finding a tool that I like the “look” of. Suggestions? Like one of these?:
But not this:
Does this count as a tool?:
Sort, of right? Actually, here’s a tool that I like:
Brilliant!
No, seriously…send me tool suggestions to draw. You’ll spare me an embarrassing trip to Home Depot where I refuse assistance because I’m shopping based on appearance only. No, I don’t care if it’s rechargable, has extra drill bits, a lifetime warranty, or an adjustable handle. I ONLY care if it will look INTERESTING with a mangled pear.
These wasabi peas are making me thirsty…
(Seinfeld reference…anyone? Bueller?)
YES! We are back from Seattle…and we had a GREAT time. So much fun. As I have done no artwork this week, I’m going to dazzle you instead with images from the trip. Scroll down to get to some actual art…keep reading from here if you want the unabridged version. It’s kind of like a “choose your own adventure” book, and yet not even close to that interesting.
Still here? Wonderful! This was a sublime latte that I had:
I know. Isn’t that ridiculous??? Can foam be an art medium? Yummy. It came from El Diablo in Queen Anne.
The locals in Seattle thought that the weather was warm. Pshaw. It was maaaaybe 85 degrees with no humidity. Mere child’s play compared to our 98 degrees with 75% humidity. BALMY. That’s just jealousy on my part. I think that it’s the coffee drinking capital because it never gets hot there…
Can you believe that they painted the top of the Space Needle orange? I’m told that it’s called “Galaxy Gold”. I think that they had some extra spraypaint from a construction site and just thought that they’d “jazz” up ye olde needle. Not a fan. (But that’s just the grouchy, Bostonian side of me talking…)
This is that crazy fountain that shoots water a bajillion feet in the air. Boston desperately needs one of these (did I mention that it’s hot here?)…I was too chicken to run up and try to touch the fountain without getting drenched. I should try to live more dangerously. But who wants greywater falling into his/her devil latte, thus ruining both the beverage and the foam art? Not me, thankyouverymuch.
This stuff just grows on the street! (yes, I know those are cherries) I kid you not. I think that we only have crabgrass growing out of our sidewalks. Did I mention that there are also no mosquitoes there??? NO MOSQUITOES. I am a mosquito magnet, so that is particularly charming to me.
This is for sale, in case you are interested in a Pacific Northwest hacienda. I hope that it has a courtyard inside. I missed the open house. It’s close to the devil latte place…score! (how do you say “score” in Spanish?…the almighty internet says: “puntuacion”…is that right????)
So, not to be completely devoid of content, I am going to post some images of art that I saw at the Seattle Art Museum. NOW, you can feel that you haven’t wasted five minutes on inane minutiae (actually, someone else’s inane minutiae). How lucky you are! I think that this qualifies me to create a Bravo TV show, but, I digress…
Kalipinya Rockhole by Elizabeth Marks Nakamarra
There was a show of Aboriginal art at the museum. I really loved the bold patterning, and it looks so three dimensional! So simple, yet so mesmerizing. It almost looks like a textile, right?
Loser & Clark by Brad Kahlhamer
and a detail:
This is an enormous painting. I remember seeing it last year. I love the mix of washes and loose drawing. It is an oil painting, so I guess it’s not a drawing at all…but it almost looks like it could be a work on paper with the transparent color and calligraphic markings. I love the depth in this…the layers…the beautiful lines.
Agate World by Mark Tobey
This is actually a TINY painting. It’s gouache on board. Again, I love those lovely lines. Detail:
I really love that. I feel like it’s vibrating with energy, but in a static way. Kind of like when you see a video of something tiny seen through a powerful microscope…and you realize the hum of energy in a living thing…
The Garden of Earthly Delights V by Raquib Shaw
Now, this is not something that I would normally like. It’s almost like cloisonne…so it has a “decorative” quality to it. But, look how fascinating it is up close:
I’m not sure if you can see, but the substrate is the olive green board. The painted creatures and flora are actually sitting on the surface…almost like raised blobs of enamel and metallic paint. This, I loved. It becomes a drawn jewel, in a way. From afar, I found it busy…but from close it was really lovely. Is this some kind of traditional technique that I’m just not familiar with? If so…please let me know! (I’m still sticking to pencil drawing…fyi)
Manuscript by Robert Rauschenberg
I know. What museum visit would be complete without a little Rauschenberg? LOVE THIS. I would be honored and thrilled to have this in my living room. Perhaps I just need to ask. Actually, I don’t have a wall this big in my living room.
Detail:
So great. I love the mix of drips with the precision of either silkscreen or photographic transfer (?). I just love it. I could eat it, I love it so much. Sigh. Here is the “piece de resistance”:
Cardbird by Robert Rauschenberg
This is actually one in the series of eight. I foolishly forgot to note which one this is. I really like this series. Brilliant!
How could I end a post without adding in some of my four-year old’s artistic work?
This is a skeleton. I don’t know which I am more thrilled with…the spiky hands or the toothy underbite. At least he isn’t drawing mommy in a cage anymore! Not sure what that meant, but I’m sure that his shrink will help him work through it when he’s 30.
Filed under: Drawing, Fleeting thoughts... | Tags: boston, Dick Blick Art Materials, drawing, Wheelock College
I have no new drawings to show. But, what I am missing in my own work…I plan to make up by my entertaining photos. Guess what I bought this week???? Only the coolest thing on the planet:
Do you know what that is? (besides the obvious…) IT’S A PURSE! I kid you not. Can you see the two zippers? Whoever came up with this idea…truly spoke to my soul. Here it is OPEN:
Come on. You love it, right? It doesn’t NEED to open…but it does. BRILLIANT! Where did I get this fabulous item, you may ask? From Dick Blick. Seriously! My kind brother and sister-in-law got me a gift certificate. I’m sure that this is not what they imagined I would buy…but, in addition to some art supplies, I felt that this item was calling my name. No, I’m not really hearing voices, but hasn’t a hamburger ever spoke to you? Did I mention that I’m trying to be vegan? Hmm. Actually, it is kind of making me hungry looking at it…
Yesterday, I met with Erica Licea-Kane. Besides being an accomplished artist, she is ALSO the director of the Towne Art Gallery at Wheelock College in Boston. Do you know WHY I met with her? BECAUSE I am going to be in a TWO person show this fall AT this gallery! I kid you not. I’m very excited. Here is what the space looks like:
Pretty cool, right??? I’ll get the wall on the left. I need thirteen drawings for this show. Although I currently have twenty…the Concord Art Association is going to have ten of them at the time of the Towne Gallery Show. SO…I need three more…PANIC. I literally could not sleep last night stressing about this. Why am I writing this post instead of drawing? Who knows. Screwed up priorities, I guess.
Speaking of drawings…this is the creation I made this week with my son:
He is obsessed with building demolition. Every drawing that he makes is a building being demolished. How did he get this idea, you ask? Because, like the brilliant mom that I am…I show him videos of building demolition on You Tube. This is one of his favorites. Did you watch it? I have seen that probably forty million times. Anyway, it kind of leaves an impression, right? So, those images are burned in my son’s mind. Hence, this is what he draws:
Let me describe to you some of the objects that are falling off the side of the building: a square table, a round table, four table legs, plates, a pizza cutter, a mattress. My son doesn’t know that people usually EMPTY a building before taking it down. He imagines all of the contents falling out. One drawback to this subject matter is that he tends to scribble all over the drawing to show the “dust” from the crumbling building. I feel that too much “dust” on a drawing covers up all of the other brilliant things, so sometimes I have to try to distract him so that he won’t scribble all over the drawing before I can get my hands on it.
Here’s something that I keep thinking about. I look at this drawing, and realize that his drawing ability (compared to other 4.5 yr olds) is not conventially “good.” BUT…he loves drawing, and I think that his drawings are GREAT in their non-conventional way. I fear that he will someday have an “art teacher” at school who will crush his enthusiasm by pointing out how is drawings aren’t “good” (i.e. realistic). There are SOOOO many people who have had that experience. I will have to have a heated parent/teacher conference if that happens to my son. Heaven forbid. Let’s hope that antiquated way of thinking has gone the way of the tsquare. (btw…they still sell those at Dick Blick, just not in the same aisle as the hamburger purses…)
Just so you know…for the next two weeks, I’ll be in Seattle. I can’t guarantee a blog post…but MAYBE if you’re LUCKY…i’ll post some Seattle pics. That is IF I remember my camera…and IF my son does not smear saliva all over the lens again. (btw…did I mention that it’s my birthday today? Hence, I treated myself to that hamburger purse. You know you want one.) Happy 4th!
Filed under: Drawing, Fleeting thoughts... | Tags: boston, Boston Public Library, drawing, Mixit Print Studio, Somerville
So, today was another oppressively hot day in Boston. Yesterday, it was 104…today, a mere 98. I know. The Sahara Desert is hotter. BUT…do they get 48″ of snow in the winter? Noooooo. (Remind me again why I live here???)
ANYHOO…I went to see the “ReThink INK” exhibit at the Boston Public Library. This exhibit showcased the work of printmakers who have been a part of Mixit Print Studio in Somerville over the past 25 yrs. WELL…the work was so great to see. I have actually had classes with many of the printmakers who were included, such as Catherine Kernan, Jan Arabas, Deb Olin, Annie Silverman, and the list goes on. It was also a treat to see people that I am not familiar with. I’ve got photos of some of the prints from artists that I was not familiar with:
This work by Nona Hershey is titled, “Branches, Spring.” I love the soft green areas behind the strong tree boughs. My photo does this print no justice, but I loved the texture of the bark, and the three-dimensional quality of the interlaced branches. I also love all of the scratchy black lines in the background. It is soft, yet hard. Here is her website. (please look) Next:
Mongezi Ncapheyi
This print is titled, “Migrant Workers’ Hostels.” I loved the repetition. The lines were so delicate. Here is a closeup:
I thought that this was really beautiful. I’m a sucker for lovely lines. Isn’t it so simple, yet so beautiful??? I can’t seem to find his/her website, though. (You’ll just have to see the show in person to take a look at the work…hee hee!) Next:
I loved this as well. This print is titled, “Compressed Crawling.” The rhythmic texture and subtle greys…ahhh. Dreamy. Doesn’t it almost look three-dimensional? Love it. Makes me want to run my sweaty hand across it. (Don’t worry! I didn’t.) Next:
Valda Zalkalns
I can’t find a website for her, either. This print is titled, “Corn Print #1.” There is actually corn embedded in the print. Fascinating! Here is a closeup:
Isn’t that cool??? Maybe I’m seeing a theme here…I guess I like work with TEXTURE. I realize that’s so odd, when my own work is so “clean”. I know someone who always jokes about the fact that I love Cy Twombly, and yet my stuff is nothing like his. I think that this same person was surprised to find out that I’m a messy person. I guess that my clean drawings imply a certain amount of fastidiousness. That’s sort of true…but that’s about as far as it goes with me. Martha Stewart would sob into her monogrammed handkerchief if she stepped into my house…actually, she’d probably keep her face covered like that the whole time! (but no matter) I just make friends with the dust bunnies.
In spite of the fact that my son has created numerous drawings this week, I have decided to show his collection of “rusting iron thingys”, which are sitting in front of the house:
This type of thing typically migrates into the house somehow, but then I have to migrate it back out again (the dust bunnies get scared). That enormous “nail” on the right is about as long as my forearm. Why can’t he collect pebbles, instead? Sigh. I’m hoping that the family’s tetanus shots are up to date…
My own work continues at a snail’s pace. As you have seen with previous posts, I’m experimenting with what direction my work should now go in. Here is my latest drawing:
I’ve drawn the hammer as blurred, or “pixelated”. I’m wanting to have the tool blurred, as if to create anonymity. I also had the hammer beginning to slip off of the edge of the drawing. I was pretty happy with it. My advisor suggested that I reconsider the negative space. HMM! Well, as a result…I’ve been pondering and pondering. I haven’t even STARTED another drawing. Hey, at least I did the laundry, (finally!) Everyone at my house is less grumpy when they have clean clothes to wear. Such fusspots. Go figure.
So, your homework assignment is to go and see ReThink INK at the BPL. If you wanted to…you could also GUSH about my brilliant drawing, but I won’t put that as homework. Think of this blog as OpenCourseWear, much like that of MIT’s…except that I have nothing intelligent to teach you, and I won’t email you a certificate either. Hmm. Maybe I should get back to my art cave in the basement…I think that the heat is getting to me…
Yes, this week’s fun adventure was to the Framingham District Court. No, there wasn’t an amazing art exhibit there. No, I wasn’t arrested for being generally annoying. I had jury duty. I can’t complain, as they ended up not needing any of us…but I still had to hang out in a semi-subterranean room with 15 other people for 3.5 hours. I decided that if I looked sort of “weird” and “artsy” that day, then I would be rejected as a juror. I never got to test that theory out, but I’m sure that I’m onto something. Is there such a thing as a temporary body tattoo? I must consider that as well for next time. (I know…I know…civic duty…democracy in action…I was just JOKING about the body tattoo…sheesh)
Well, as a result of that lost morning, and other commitments this week…I have no new work to show you. I did take a picture of some decaying flowers, though:
You don’t think that they look sort of moody and INTERESTING??? I know. Why is there always something rotting in my studio? Who knows. If you find out why, tell my husband.
Before I showcase some real art done by a recognized artist, I’m going to show two creations made by my four-year old son this week. The first:
Empire State Building
It might be hard to tell from this angle, but this is the Empire State Building. My son created this in his Spanish class. (don’t worry…I’m under no illusion that: 1. This is the Empire State Building. 2. That this class will teach him Spanish.) I prefer to live in my bubble of unreality. The teacher was hoping that all of the kids would make a letter, but my son, being the anarchist that he is, decided that a skyscraper was a better idea. I am slightly concerned about his academic potential, as being able to follow directions comes in so handy when you are trying to learn something. He seems to be allergic to that (both following direction and learing something). Anyhoo, after his skyscraper (with glitter), he made this:
gun
THAT, unfortunately, is a gun. I played ignorant (which I’m an expert at, naturally), and pretended that it didn’t recognize it as a gun. “Cool sculpture,” I said. My son looked at me like I was a moron. I’m still getting used to that. I thought that four-year olds were supposed to be in an oedipal stage right now? Whenever following the norm (like the oedipal stage) is desirable, he doesn’t comply…but when following the norm (like making things into guns) is NOT desirable…he’s more than happy to toe the line. Sigh.
So, before you all close this window for fear that you lose any more brain cells, here is the work of someone that you should look at:
This is the work of David Oliveira. SOOO COOL!!! It’s like a sketch that has come to life. Please check out his website here. I love his work. I love the loose quality to it. Here is another piece that looks awesome:
Seriously. Isn’t that SO cool? I’m not sure that I’m crazy about the diver in the back, but I love the hand. I would love to see his work in person. As I’m not scheduled to go to Portugal any time soon, I think that I’m out of luck. I seriously feel like I could stare at that hand ALL DAY. Am I right? You must agree. Now. He’s brilliant.
Ok, enough mooning over other people’s work…it’s back to the drawing board for me. I’ll try to actually get something done for next week (besides the laundry, the grocery shopping, playdates, etc. etc. etc.)
I think that the laundry makes my head hurt too.
Filed under: Drawing, Fleeting thoughts... | Tags: art, Cambridge Art Association, Claybord, Cy Twombly, drawing, Visual Arts
So, this past week has seen the opening of two, group shows that I am participating in. The first show is “Community of Artists” at the Danforth Museum, in Framingham. The other show is the “11th National Prize Show” at the Cambridge Art Association, in Cambridge. I have one drawing in each show. Here is my drawing in Cambridge:
Can you see my wee drawing? Here it is again:
I’m happy with how this turned out. It would look better with ALL of the other drawings in the series, but then it wouldn’t really be a group show, now would it? You should also take note that I took this photo with my messed up camera. Luckily, the people at the camera shop were able to remove the maple syrup and saliva that my 4 year old graciously smeared all over the lens. I somehow felt that if I told them exactly what I thought was on the lens, this might help in their cleanup operation. I believe that this makes me a “helicopter customer” as well as being a “helicopter parent.” Two words: micro. manage.
I want to show some of the other works that I saw. I only have photos from the Cambridge show, as my camera was still out of order when I visited the Danforth. Here’s an interesting sculpture:
I can’t seem to get into her website, but I like the little house. I think that it spoke to my inner architect. I’d like to see a room of these dilapidated houses. I used to always dream about having a little cabin (with no doorbell, on the other side of our front lawn, mind you), where I could escape. This little house made me think of that. I’m going to also say that the Cambridge Art Association should reconsider it’s choice in flooring material. It hurts my eyes. Just sayin’.
I think that this is speaking to my inner architect again. I like it. I don’t know why. Something about it feels kind of dated, but I like the space that’s created…especially in the right hand side. I keep wanting to crop it into a square…with the lighter side becoming just a slim rectangle next to the darker side. Maybe that’s just me. If we were in architecture school, and a critic felt the same way…(s)he would likely get a hacksaw and start cutting the canvas to show you how much better it would look. Actually, because this series of paintings is based upon airports, this symmetry and landscape orientation makes more sense to me conceptually. (not that it didn’t make sense before…)
Yes, I finally have some amazing artwork by my son to show you. Ok…this is the point where anyone seriously interested in art can basically sign off. Now, begins my “Refrigerator Front Gallery”. Here is his latest creation, co-created with Grandma:
Don’t you LOVE it???? Or, is this the kind of scribble that only a mama could love? Should I mention that the house is on fire? Should I be worried? As long as my son does not know how to use a match, I’ll try not to worry. Maybe we should get rid of our “strike anywhere” matches? Hmm. And another:
I imagine this as sort of a Cy Twombly hopped up on froot loops.
So, I keep experimenting with different drawing substrates. (is that what it’s called, or am I slipping back into architecture?). This week, I experimented with Ampersand’s Claybord. Here is my experiment:
Now, all was going well until I tried to make DARK marks. Then, it was like trying to draw with a candle on Teflon. The soft pencil just slid across the surface, and didn’t really work. Here’s a closeup of the shadow:
See how scratchy it is? I almost feel that the only way to work on this board is to keep the pencil very light, and think of it almost as a silverpoint drawing. I know that the two people out there (yes, you’re one of them) who read this blog never respond, BUT:
Have you ever used Claybord with pencil? Did you like it????? (Bueller?)
If it wasn’t 9am and trash day, I would probably hear crickets about now…
Filed under: Drawing, Fleeting thoughts..., painting | Tags: architecture, art, drawing, Pencil
You know that it’s going to be a snoozefest if I can’t even come up with a title for this post. Why bother with a title, you ask? Or, why bother with this post? WELL…if I asked myself THAT question too often, I wouldn’t get out of bed in the morning. So…why not? (has anyone out there been to “Perche No” in Florence, Italy? two words: bacio gelato…but i digress)
So, this week, I’ve been slaving over a drawing that I’m not sure is really turning out too well. I’m trying to use a different medium. Normally, I use graphite on Duralar. THIS WEEK, however, my advisor suggested that I coat some cradled plywood with absorbent ground, and draw on that. WELL. I think that if I was better at PAINTING…and could have applied a SMOOTH layer of absorbent ground…then this might have been more successful. (notice how I deflect the cause of the problem to the board, and not me) Here it is:
Okay…it’s NOT done yet. Still…I think that it still may be a bit off. I’ve changed the vantage of my usual still life subject so that you can better see the impact of the hammer on the pear. Do you think that it’s effective? Or, is it just weird? Actually, don’t answer that. Nevermind. Perhaps when I finish it, it will feel ok. Here is a side view, so you can see the board that I’m drawing on:
HMM! It’s so different than the thin and translucent Duralar…
We visited some friends over the long weekend who have a fantabulous house on Cape Cod. Yes, it’s true. Not only do they have a HOUSE there…but it’s dreamy as well. In all honesty…after just three days in that house/with those friends/at the Cape, I felt so refreshed. That’s amazing when you consider that my 4 yr old son and their 4 yr old son played the entire time. In other words: shrieking laughter whilst the boys throw things at mating horseshoe crabs, etc. Luckily, we weren’t thrown out by the Audubon “crab copulation” police. If there are fewer horseshoe crabs next year, it’s because our kids distrupted their love-fest. It’s so refreshing to take a break from helicopter parenting, and just say “who cares?”
ANYWAY…that weekend made me fantasize about my own dreamy house. Here is what our house looks like:
Pretty typical, huh? It has painted white shingles…a stone foundation…brick steps…original, dilapidated windows…you know, the norm. It’s a very sweet house. (“sweet” is a euphemism for “tiny”) But, I’m NOT complaining…it’s really lovely. We’re sooo lucky to have it. BUT…wouldn’t it be NEATO to live in a more modern house, like THIS one???
Servie Boetzkes and Jeroen Helder
Isn’t it GREAT???? No, I don’t think that it’s Darth Vader’s European hideout, thankyouverymuch. This house is designed by Boetzkes and Helder. OF COURSE, it’s in the Netherlands…not the ‘burbs of Boston. Here is a closeup of the metal panel exterior:
DREAMY! Or, as I used to say when I was working as an architect: BUTTERY! (that’s not a technical term, fyi)
I have no artwork completed by my son to show you. I know. That’s why you read this blog, isn’t it? If that’s not why, then I’m not sure what’s left, honestly. ANYHOO, here is the work of an uber-talented artist you should look at:
This is the work of German street artist, EVOL. Umm…that’s a painting…on a piece of scrap cardboard. SCRAP CARDBOARD…for Lord’s sake. Here I am, whining about working on cradled plywood…and he’s making crazy paintings out of cardboard. Here’s another:
Are. You. Kidding. Me.
Sigh. I’d love to have that on the wall of my Darth Vader house at the Cape.
This week, I had a fun evening of cocktails AND painting with my best friend. IT WAS SO MUCH FUN! I’m not kidding. We went to Palettes in Natick. Here’s how it works: You sign up to take “a class,” where an instructor leads the group in doing a painting…step-by-step. I know. You art snobs out there have already clicked “close” on this window, right? BUT WAIT!!! How much fun is it to MINDLESSLY work on a painting, and just enjoy the act of blobbing on bright colors (with a caipirinha in hand, mind you)??? SO much fun. Here’s the painting that a roomful of people painted simultaneously:
(I will explain why it’s so blurry in a minute)
Now, I would NEVER have painted this if left to my own devices. BUT, I found it really freeing to let go of all expectations, and just paint. One other thing that made it interesting was walking around the room to see each person’s version of this SAME painting. Notice how narrow my boat is…in comparison, my friend’s boat was wide. I found this to be a metaphor for our personalities…she is warm and open, and I am crabby and sullen. No? Well, I think that I’m onto something…
Okay, now why the image is so blurry:
I have a four-year old son.
Need I say more? I walked by the dining room table this week, noticed my camera sitting unusually close to him. He also had a rather guilty expression on his face. The camera looked fine, so I didn’t say anything. Well…now, as you can see, my Leica lens is now coated with one or all of the following: 1.maple syrup, 2. saliva, 3. rice milk, 4. chewed up waffle. While I think that the lens may be pretty much ruined, I think that I now have a “fuzzy filter” lens, which can likely take very flattering portraits. I may have a career opporunity in either taking fuzzy photos, or letting my son ruin other people’s cameras so that they too can have “soft focus” photos. Sigh.
I think that my motto as a parent is just that: “sigh”
We made a miniature living room set out of playdoh this week:
I tried to convince him to do a “low arm” sofa, but he insisted on “english arms.” Go figure.
I think that I finished that drawing from last week:
Looks better, right? (you must agree with me, lest I be offended) I was toying around with the idea of drawing these in charcoal, but do you know what?
CHARCOAL IS MESSY.
I’m sure that’s my lack of skill with charcoal, but jeez…that sooty black dust gets EVERYWHERE. I am already a messy person, so I’m not sure that using a messy medium is the way to go. I’m kind of asking for trouble, I think. People will see me coated with black dust in the grocery store and wonder if I am a chimney sweep. “Oh no,” I’ll say, “I’m an ah-tist!” Weird looks will abound. I still getting used to the odd looks that I get from the employees in either hardware stores, or Home Depot. I’m not sure that I want to add odd looks from grocery store clerks as well…especially as they can be a rather odd lot themselves. (I apologize if anyone reading this is a grocery store clerk…perhaps that’s true just in our town.)
I am also sorry for any of you looking for a somewhat serious discussion about art this week. I got nuthin’. Check out this blog, for thoughtful insights and discussions about the art world:
http://joannemattera.blogspot.com/
Joanne Mattera is an uber-talented encaustic artist. She does beautiful work, and she generously writes a fabulous art blog. READ IT! NOW! While her blog would be likened to a gourmet meal, mine is more similar to a bag of Cheetos.
Sigh.
Filed under: Drawing, Fleeting thoughts... | Tags: art, drawing, graphite, Pencil, Sandra Allen, Visual Arts
I’m so concerned about this post being boring that I’ve decided to post an image of the drawing that I’m working on…which is still in process:
There! Now, is this post exciting??? No? Too bad.
This drawing is waaay too pale. I need to generally bring up the tones, etc. etc. But, I think that it’s coming along. These drawings take forever, so I’m often pining to do something more “scribbly”, just to get that visceral, mark-making feeling out of my system. Actually, I sort of get that out a little when my son and I do a “group” art project. Here is our latest drawng:
I do NOT like to draw on my son’s drawings, as I obviously “ruin” them if I do. But often, he insists that we draw together. I get yelled at if I slack off. So, above, you can *clearly* see a soccer field…a baseball diamond…and a football field. I drew the little brown people on the sidelines watching the game. My son asked why they had no arms. I had no good reason, so he decided to add arms. You will notice the short, orange arm extending off of the lowest person. BUT, if you look at the person second from the top, you will see LOOONG, swirly arms coming off of him. That blob that looks like a spiky sun on the bottom of the page is one of his hands. BRILLIANT! See? This drawing would be so much better if I didn’t have to contribute to it.
The reason it’s posted on the wall is because my son wanted to cut a hole in the wall. Even though I pointed out to him that our staircase is on the other side of that wall (I didn’t bother to mention the more obvious reasons of not cutting holes in walls), he still insisted that we cut a hole. After much wrangling and debating and struggling to tell him that we are NOT cutting a hole in the wall, he agreed that we could draw what we imagined would be in the hole. Thus, we have several athletic fields. Go figure.
In my poking around on the internet, I found the GORGEOUS drawings of Sandra Allen. Here is a sample of what she does:
Sandra Allen, Auspice, 60″ x 42″, pencil on paper
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? That’s a PENCIL drawing, for Lord’s sake!!!!! Look how big it is too! That’s actually tiny for her…she does some truly enormous drawings. Please check out her website. I’m pretty flabbergasted by it. She has a drawing that she’s done which is 37 FEET TALL! No, not 37 inches…37 FEET…I kid you not. Go look at her work. Now. Isn’t it amazing??? I’m not going to give my usual whining speech lamenting that, in comparison, my drawings look marginally better than putting a pencil and a sheet of paper in a clothes dryer for an hour. Okay, that’s an exaggeration…but only slightly. I’ll just give a dramatic *SIGH* to express my discouragement.
Can anyone recommend the work of other artists who work in graphite? I’m always interested in seeing what others are doing (in my masochistic way). Hmmmm??? Suggestions? Whom should I look at?
Here’s something that you should look at:
That’s in our garden! No kidding! I wish I could take some kind of credit for this lovely iris (am I right?), but I cannot. Not only did I play no part in it’s budding (obviously)…but I also didn’t even put that silly bulb in the ground in the first place. It was here when we moved in. For someone like myself, who has the tendency to inadvertently kill most plants, it’s great to see something lovely in the garden that I haven’t destroyed by sheer ignorance. Now, if I can just keep my son from hitting it with a wiffle ball bat…
Filed under: Drawing, Fleeting thoughts... | Tags: art, charcoal, Danforth, drawing, Visual Arts
So, this week I went to the New Art Center in Newton, MA to see a drawing show titled, “M(i)(A)cro: A Contemporary Drawing Exhibition.” SO AMAZING!!! It’s so great to see a drawing-only exhibit. Sometimes, I feel that drawing gets neglected…works on paper are fragile…they are often just black & white…yadda yadda yadda. Whatever. Here are a couple of highlights:
Greg Fuqua, Study in Dynamics, Charcoal, 69″ x 42″
LOOK AT THAT! Look how BIG it is! Seriously. That drawing was gorgeous. I could have sat all day and just looked at it. So amazing. Here is the artist’s website, just in case you missed it: Greg Fuqua. Trust me…if you saw that in person, you’d “oooh” and “aaah” as well. It’s a CHARCOAL drawing, for goodness sake…
Here is another artist from that show:
Barbara Blacharczyk, Botanical Flux, Acrylic and ink on multiple layers of Duralar, 57″ x 40″
SOOOO COOL!!! She has many layers of Duralar (which is what I use as well), which she has painted on…cut into…collaged. The drawings really look “alive”, as there is so much depth to them. They’re fascinating. If anyone is in the Newton, MA area…go see this show NOW! It’s almost over! Seriously. Put down your silly IPad and get over there. I mean it.
As is always the case, I find it impossible to look at another artist’s work and not automatically compare it to my own. Actually, I do that less so with UBER artists, like Picasso…but more so with anyone who hasn’t quite achieved that stardom. WHY do I do that??? WHYYY???? It’s some sort of automatic, self-torture reflex. I can’t be the only one with such a neurosis, can I? Yes? OK fine…don’t answer that.
So, I framed my drawing for the Danforth show. Here it is!
Now, do you understand why feel deflated??? (Okay, I’ll be quiet). I go the The Framer’s Workshop, in Brookline, for the framing. I have this hair-brained notion that it will be cheaper, if I do some of the labor. Also, I am so neurotic that I don’t quite trust someone else to frame these drawings. Crazy, right? I trust MYSELF more than the professional? How flawed is that thinking??? You should have seen how I struggled to mash and smooth the putty in the frame’s corners. It took me probably 10x as long as someone who works there. I dislike the whole chore of framing. SO TEDIOUS. Plech pleh pflu.
I got very little done in my own work this week…EXCEPT that I finished yet ANOTHER dress! Here it is:
Don’t you think that it’s cute??? It even has pockets! I am all proud of myself, as I added the shaping around the middle. Can you imagine what this looked like without that? Sort of like a multi-colored potato sack…you know, like my usual sewing projects…
My son made me some playdoh food this week:
mmm…yummy, right? The only thing that looks marginally appealing is the hot dog on the right. Perhaps the food on the left is what a hot dog normally looks like for someone who is colorblind? Not sure. He also drew a self-portrait:
Isn’t that hilarious??? I love it! I’m also glad that he drew himself “happy”, not frowing or crying. I must have been doing an ok job of parenting at that moment. I feel like I need a sticker “How’s My Parenting? Dial 1-800-KOO KOO U” on my forehead sometimes. Luckily, my son can’t use a phone, or else I’d be getting lots of disgruntled calls. Have I already mentioned that when my son is mad at me, he’ll either say, “I’m going to throw you in the trash!”, or “I’m going to put you in jail!”? When I tried to outsmart him, and tell him that he couldn’t put me in jail because I was already in the trash, he said that he’d put the trash can, with me in it, in jail. I died laughing, which, of course, made him angrier. WOO HOO…it’s never a dull moment when you’re a parent! If fact, if it gets TOO QUIET…that usually means he’s up to no good. I typically grab a wet sponge, a roll of paper towels, and then start searching…
thank god for washable markers…
slightly wonky 