Thursday, October 30, 2008

Naked Chicken



I thought about writing more about fear of open studios...the vulnerability of creatives.
And yet- I found the cure! Nothing like a community awards event (the DCAC) to cure the ivory tower blues. Last night I met and heard artists from all over the county who had used their art to change the lives of those around them. An African american drummer working in the public schools and presenting poetry of 5th graders that reflected some of my deepest anxieties in the simplest and most melodious tune. A Chinese mother working to help her children's friends embrace and learn about different cultures...and then blossoming her project from story time and dumplings in the first grade to developing a chinese youth orchestra for the region. A latino artist working on a farm welding old machinery into sculpture and giving voice to the silent misunderstood migrant worker population. The list goes on. I was very moved and inspired by the event. Now is the time to be more generous in spite of growing fears- both real and unreal- that are thrown in our faces every day. Now is the time to look outside our studios and see what the community needs. Now is the time to lend our voices and increase the beauty and hope in this country.
Calling all artists to expose themselves! I could call this painting "Issues" reflecting the text in the corner. 12.5 x 10 inches

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Two Absolutes

SOLD- collection Lee Pope
Things change. Life is a big mystery. "Forever" and "never" are two words we can't really count on. They are embedded in the details of the feathers of these birds. The collage text is in and under the paint, all on wood panel. 10 x 15 x 1 inches

Tonight is the Dutchess County Art Awards dinner. I am looking forward to seeing a lot of friends there. Last weekend the southern portion of the county had their open studio tour and the numbers of visitors and sales were reported very low. Is it the economy? We will have to see. Making art is such a lonely business, it is nice to have an opportunity, like tonight, to catch up and compare notes with fellow creatives. Nothing stays the same. Even bad times.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Mundane moments of travel


A lot of the glamour of travel tales miss the more prevalent moments...the frequent and constant unexceptional instances of moving. We sit. Waiting rooms, lines, on board and off. We sit patiently. It's lovely to have a window seat. Or a book. Or a curious and nosey mind. Or an ability to sleep at a drop of a hat.
I can't wait to be home.

Spots in a travelers eyes



Cotton fields in the Carolinas just a few afternoons before I found myself under the evening lights of Times Square, NYC