Sunday, March 16, 2014

Wooden Panels


 


 
-"2B", acrylic paint on wooden panel, 6"x6"x3".
For sale here.






-"2A", acrylic paint on wooden panel, 6"x6"x3".
For sale here.




Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Finding

Just an in-progress shot. There are a lot of these small objects littering the studio this week -- crystallized, rigid, globby structures.




Finding things... peace in the quiet paths of the forest, companionship while talking to strangers in line at the grocery store, strength while dancing in the middle of a crowded room... feeling connected with the artist who created that piece of music, and perhaps understanding God a little more with each of those experiences.



Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Small Beauty

-from the "Specimen" series, mixed media, 6" x 6".

Beauty found in the small, unexpected places.


Monday, January 13, 2014

A Few Sketchbook Pages from My Travels



I was really trying to take a break from the busy work of my life when I went on vacation to Hawaii a couple of months ago, so I barely brought any art supplies... only my sketchbook and a few colored pencils. Well, that only lasted a couple of days. Soon I was saving every scrap of paper I could find (plane tickets, sandwich wrappers from the local deli) and scrounging for the extra tape off of to-go orders. Art is just too exciting to put down for any period of time.

Hawaii for me was all about adventure during the day: snorkeling with a sea turtle, exploring the Waimea Canyon, horseback riding through a grove of ficus trees and wild orchids; and then coming home to relax and make collages/draw in the evening.








Sunday, January 12, 2014

A Letter from Sol Lewitt to Eva Hesse

This is from Eva Hesse and Sol Lewitt at Craig Starr Gallery, 2011. I found it via Creatures of Comfort.




Dear Eva,
It will be almost a month since you wrote to me and you have possibly forgotten your state of mind (I doubt it though). You seem the same as always, and being you, hate every minute of it. Don’t! Learn to say “Fuck You” to the world once in a while. You have every right to. Just stop thinking, worrying, looking over your shoulder wondering, doubting, fearing, hurting, hoping for some easy way out, struggling, grasping, confusing, itchin, scratching, mumbling, bumbling, grumbling, humbling, stumbling, numbling, rumbling, gambling, tumbling, scumbling, scrambling, hitching, hatching, bitching, moaning, groaning, honing, boning, horse-shitting, hair-splitting, nit-picking, piss-trickling, nose sticking, ass-gouging, eyeball-poking, finger-pointing, alleyway-sneaking, long waiting, small stepping, evil-eyeing, back-scratching, searching, perching, besmirching, grinding, grinding, grinding away at yourself. Stop it and just DO!

From your description, and from what I know of your previous work and you [sic] ability; the work you are doing sounds very good “Drawing-clean-clear but crazy like machines, larger and bolder… real nonsense.” That sounds fine, wonderful – real nonsense. Do more. More nonsensical, more crazy, more machines, more breasts, penises, cunts, whatever – make them abound with nonsense. Try and tickle something inside you, your “weird humor.” You belong in the most secret part of you. Don’t worry about cool, make your own uncool. Make your own, your own world. If you fear, make it work for you – draw & paint your fear and anxiety. And stop worrying about big, deep things such as “to decide on a purpose and way of life, a consistant [sic] approach to even some impossible end or even an imagined end” You must practice being stupid, dumb, unthinking, empty. Then you will be able to DO!
I have much confidence in you and even though you are tormenting yourself, the work you do is very good. Try to do some BAD work – the worst you can think of and see what happens but mainly relax and let everything go to hell – you are not responsible for the world – you are only responsible for your work – so DO IT. And don’t think that your work has to conform to any preconceived form, idea or flavor. It can be anything you want it to be. But if life would be easier for you if you stopped working – then stop. Don’t punish yourself. However, I think that it is so deeply engrained in you that it would be easier to DO!
It seems I do understand your attitude somewhat, anyway, because I go through a similar process every so often. I have an “Agonizing Reappraisal” of my work and change everything as much as possible = and hate everything I’ve done, and try to do something entirely different and better. Maybe that kind of process is necessary to me, pushing me on and on. The feeling that I can do better than that shit I just did. Maybe you need your agony to accomplish what you do. And maybe it goads you on to do better. But it is very painful I know. It would be better if you had the confidence just to do the stuff and not even think about it. Can’t you leave the “world” and “ART” alone and also quit fondling your ego. I know that you (or anyone) can only work so much and the rest of the time you are left with your thoughts. But when you work or before your work you have to empty you [sic] mind and concentrate on what you are doing. After you do something it is done and that’s that. After a while you can see some are better than others but also you can see what direction you are going. I’m sure you know all that. You also must know that you don’t have to justify your work – not even to yourself. Well, you know I admire your work greatly and can’t understand why you are so bothered by it. But you can see the next ones and I can’t. You also must believe in your ability. I think you do. So try the most outrageous things you can – shock yourself. You have at your power the ability to do anything.
I would like to see your work and will have to be content to wait until Aug or Sept. I have seen photos of some of Tom’s new things at Lucy’s. They are impressive – especially the ones with the more rigorous form: the simpler ones. I guess he’ll send some more later on. Let me know how the shows are going and that kind of stuff.
My work had changed since you left and it is much better. I will be having a show May 4 -9 at the Daniels Gallery 17 E 64yh St (where Emmerich was), I wish you could be there. 
Much love to you both.
Sol


 

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Pink and Green

-from the "Specimen" series, mixed media, 6" x 6".

Today I am moving out of my home, tomorrow I am starting my new job, and this week I am finishing up all of the work for my next show. Things are good. (this is one of the paintings for the upcoming show)


Saturday, January 4, 2014

This is a New Year



Looking back this has been quite the year for me. There was more suffering and growth than I knew what to do with at times, but I am so grateful for it all.

Imagine an onion. The past twelve months were all about peeling back each layer, one-by-one, until I finally saw myself at the heart of the mess. Honestly, it was the most important thing that ever happened for me.

Inevitably, I will hurt someone just as I have been sinned against this past year. Human beings are clumsy, and we hurt each other terribly. I know what it feels like to suffer a heartache now, and I refuse to let someone feel that way because of me without doing my best to fix things first. No silence or avoidance. Human beings are worth more than that. They deserve words and tears and time, just as the transgressor probably deserves forgiveness.
The silence this past year has been maddening. It is so much harder to forgive and let go of an injustice if that friend isn't asking for you to do so, but I would much rather have my open palms than their clenched fists.
It has left me raw, ferocious, and glittering. I think I can prove that to you with one of my latest paintings (thank God for painting):


-"Valves", mixed media on reclaimed paper, 28.5" x 21".


 -detail of "Valves".



Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Kauai, Hawaii Adventures

These are pictures from my recent trip to Kauai, Hawaii. This part of the island is designated state park property as the people there are very protective of their beautiful land. Thank goodness for it too, because my soul would be crushed if I learned that someone wanted to build a shopping mall somewhere in here.

Scenes from the Waimea Canyon State Park:









Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Two Sketchbook Pages


October is enchanting, November makes my heart feel raw
it's the weather and the knowledge that this is the last week for good fall colors and then the leaves will all be dead and browning at the base of the trees. Don't misunderstand me though, I like winter... it makes for good cold-weathered adventures and nostalgic family reunions... but I am twice as hungry and twice as sleepy during the winter, and much less likely to be able to focus on painting for more than an hour.
My toes get cold in the studio pretty quickly. Despite all of these complaints, I've been timing myself to work on art for at least four hours a day, even if I work at one of my other non-art jobs that day. Sometimes I find myself staying crouched on the floor of my studio furiously working away at a painting for even longer than my timed session.
Minus the discomfort caused by cold toes, it feels pretty good to be working so hard.


Some silly things happening in my beloved sketchbook:




(Whomever you are, I sincerely hope you are doing well and are also enjoying the weather - wherever you are and whatever kind of weather that might be.)



Monday, November 4, 2013

Same Dream, Two Seasons

-"Germination", mixed media on reclaimed paper, 24" x 18".


-"Bloom", mixed media on reclaimed paper, 18" x 16".



Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Thursday, October 17, 2013

Collages This Week



 -"s: A2", recycled paper collage, 18" x 24".


 -"s: A1", recycled paper collage, 18" x 24".


I walk down the steps to my studio, take one look at all of the collected junk I've kept in hopes of "using it one day", and spend the rest of my studio time making art in order to use and get rid of those materials. Ideally, I would make so many sculptures and paintings that my stack of canvases would just disappear, the box full of saved styrofoam would be empty, and my flat files filled with salvaged paper would be cleaned out. But I never get to that point! Art takes a long time.

I don't throw out paper. I've found ways of recycling my bills, letters, and old drawings by painting over top of them or shredding them up to make paper pulp to use with my sculptures. Both of these methods are becoming stale and the stack of old paintings is still overwhelming me. So I started cutting them up into shapes and reassembling them as collages. I'm really enjoying the process of making these collages and love how they seem to dismiss the chaos/disorganization of my studio.. so clean-feeling.

Saturday, October 12, 2013

"Hilum"




-"Hilum", collage (recycled paper bits), graphite, acrylic paint, 17" x 14".



Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Latest adventures.

(sometimes, what you think should be a tragedy in your life ends up to be a blessing)

I am grateful, so very grateful for everything. Life is good.
Let me share with you some of my latest adventures...



Niagara Falls, where I watched a cloud being born. (!!)




Exploring moss beds, imagining microlandscapes, befriending inch worms.




Hiking through beautiful Pennsylvania. I've never before been so enamored with my own state, but Pennsylvania is undeniably gorgeous.