Monday, January 31, 2011
There is a nervous energy that seeps in on certain days, such as Mondays, or Octobers, or after an initial meeting with a lover. I feel like a squirrel leaping from tree to tree, focusing on multiple tasks at once. This Valentine is both painted and sewn with found letters and it is meant to nourish the soul of your inner squirrel.
For Michael G.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
The winter lethargy and my body seem to be having a reaction...
With all this SOUL SEARCHING I feel stripped to my bones. This small painting just captures a tiny part of it. It's not finished, or quiet right. I will keep trying...even though I should probably be scraping the snow off the roof so the foot of solid ice up there can try to thaw. Instead of worrying about the roof, I spend my days as an artist... conjuring my bed and I don't go near the front door except to admire the beauty just outside from it's perch.
Last page of my hibernation journal is supposed to look a little hopeful. A bear, not reclining- but poised at the opening of a cave... Polar bears don't hibernate now do they?
Anyway... I used the lines from Ecclesiastics, Chapter 3, verses 1-8 How inspiring to remember that things change? It won't stay winter forever! Only two more days of January are left.
There is.. a time to every purpose under heaven.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Interesting to speculate what factors into the ebb and flow of our moods, energy, and life force.
It's a good exercise to make a list of what drains you and a list of what restores your soul. I found a few things that I need to be aware of... and that I like feeding the birds (twice)!
Collage, ink and wax
HIBERNATION JOURNAL page 4
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
This collage has layers of paint and found images. I was inspired by the idea that we bury our dead and plant our food in about the same strata of earth. A cycle happens. Nothing is ever static. Even those of us snowbound at home! This image is from MY HIBERNATION JOURNAL.
Good luck in your own cyclical manefestation of hibernation!
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
With my eyes closed, I have to have faith. It is a pose of powerlessness.
Figuratively speaking I can live a whole life with my eyes closed. Such is the point of denial. How many times have I caught myself on some routine errand wondering how I actually got there? No awareness of my previous motions! I daydream. I leave the present and travel to nostalgic reveries of the past or hysterical speculations of the future. With my figurative eyes closed, I can't see where I am, the reality of the situation. It becomes a point of fear.
Second page of my Mixed Media Hibernation Journal is about the battle of faith and fear.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Thinking of how important the bed is in our lives- as a place for rest, for healing, loving, and dying- I feel it should be embellished and approached with intent. I try to keep the foot of my bed clutter-free (supposedly that will help my mind be clutter-free) and have candles and good spiritual reading materials on both side tables. The quilts on the bed each have a story. I like weight- so there are three! In addition I have a wool blanket my parents had spun and dyed from their sheep as a wedding present, and fuzzy flannel sheets. The trees in this collage are painted after the actual view outside my window... Its a very special place.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
We worked on books and loaves of bread. Everyone kneaded, punched and braided their own. The recipe was from the Tassajara monks. As the batter rose we retreated to the studio and thought about the ways we can give up control, honor the bed as an alter, list what drains us and what renews our souls, and above all, see our place in time as a cyclical seasonal phenomena. The books used Golden soft gel medium, Modge Podge, and bees wax as the main collage media.
Joan's book focused on her father, Sayzie's was a tissue encaustic celebration, Vicki sought the ocean as her haven, Laura transferred her passion for the Hudson River into 5 pages of symbolic color, and Jonathan used mixed media to create a sculptural book the tied everything together!
Here are some pictures
Saturday, January 22, 2011
I've got one of Martha Miller's 365 days of mail art!!!! The top half of the head has a collage of a woman reclining... looks like a Romare Beardon work... and the two sides, front and back, are stitched together along the silhouette edges. (Looking on her blog I see it's called "Beardon Dream Cap").
The other side is even more gorgeous and has an image of Martha at work in the studio as well as our addresses and stamps! I just love it! What a great day! What a sweet treasure to have received! THANK YOU MARTHA!!!!!
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
...is captured in this chick's run against the clock. We know there is a finish line, but haven't a clue when we will arrive there. So much to do! Thank God for daily painting. It slows me down, stops time, reminds me that this is a life worth living.
4 x 5 inches, acrylic on unstretched canvas
SOLD- thanks Eva!
Monday, January 17, 2011
7.5 x 5.5 inches mixed media $100
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Paradoxically I have spent the day looking out the window.
Black clay board, 5 x 3 inches.
I am collecting cigar boxes and any broken umbrellas for projects with my 11-14 year old artists. Starting in February on Monday afternoons I strike playful assignments with a variety of media for us to play with. If you think you know a kid int he Poughkeepsie area who could benefit from some good old creating time- have them check out the website- www.millstreetloft.org. Thanks!
Saturday, January 15, 2011
I can't get all my picky lists done. There doesn't seem to be enough of me to please everybody. Could it be, in fact there doesn't seem to be enough of me for me? The inner judgement is an exhausting voice that tells me I am fat and lazy and should be calling so-and-so and getting those letters written and looking for that job and... I feel so empty yet my body seems a fragile thing with murmurs, eruptions, aches and so aside from balancing the outer world with all it's fast paced to-do-lists, there is an inner world that seems out of balance as well.
I am hoping this daily practice of painting again will help center me and gain me some... down home balance!
Sewn painted paper, 4.5 x 3 inches $35 plus shipping
Friday, January 14, 2011
4.5 x 7 inches on paper.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
My studio is a mess and I feel like I have fallen short on the task. All about me are the nice gifts and remembered gestures that I am trying to sum up in appropriate missives. It seems impossible to sum my gratitude up in an image. I swear its easier to paint pain then to paint joy! Why is that?
Ever since my marriage started failing and good friends started dying I have made a commitment to do things differently. I paint every single day. I love my chickens. Through these two realms I have found a voice for my sadness, my courage, and my faith. Within my daily practice I recall memories and visualize evocative tones that distill symbols into paintable vignettes. My work blends text and image in humorous, dissonant, and melding ways to explore security, panic, and the mortal experience. Because I feel transient as a species, the perpetual conflict between leaving and being is evident everywhere in my work. This duplicity is also captured in the whimsical palette, the playful brushwork and lightness of imagery that lay bare the anxieties of our time. Brushstrokes, text, and nature are strategies I explore in transforming the material to be spiritual and harvesting the spiritual to material.
I graduated Phi Beta Kappa from college with a BFA and a BA in painting, printmaking and art history from Colorado University in 1984. Born into a family of artists, curators, and spiritualists, I spent the first 20 years as a world traveler. I am the mother of two sons. The last two decades of my life I have lived in rural Dutchess county and been blessed with a network of artists that inspire my great love for roots with wings.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Thursday, January 6, 2011
My friend rosemary and I are offering a ONE day course from 10am-5pm, January 23rd, 2011, exploring winter's opportunity for healing and creativity, settling into and exploring our dreams from the oven to the studio.
Bake your own braided loaf of 100% whole wheat bread: big, beautiful and delicious. Share stories including the contributions of Tassajara monks while combining ingredients such as deliberate intention, faith, and fresh air(after punching the bread).
At the same time you will be guided to craft your personal book using collage,text,and imagery that explores the idea of hibernation and the effects of this on our families, friends and self. Discussion will touch on the cover and inner "page" contents we create for ourselves in terms of obligations, avoidance, time and permission to rest.
At the midday break, We will have a large pot of homemade root soup to share with each other. You are welcome to bring along your own lunch.
It is Rosemary and Tilly's hope that through expressions of bookmaking, food, and story, each participant will share unique viewpoints with inspired tips for gracefully living through this season. We promise that you will enjoy lots of laughs, and take home your own bread, a book, and memories of a good time.
Space is limited to 8, so confirm quickly. $50.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
This holiday comes, as usual, with time made for travel. Families everywhere are returning home or journeying out. Luckily the snowstorms stayed to the west of me and I was able to make it to my mother's and see my youngest son before the ball dropped on the old year. Across the ocean, my french family will be traveling to Paris today for medical reasons and my heart is wrapped over theirs, praying the burdens of my cousin's are relieved. Hoping for a miracle.
Love this red suitcase.