Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Wood and Pigments

Small rose-shaped wood, stained and painted with powdered pigments, courtesy of Melissa Cromwell- by way of Lacoste in Vaucluse, France (SCAD campus). Packs of ochres and oxides.

Light-colored wood stained black, fixed in place by a rub down with jojoba oil. I was once told that this bracelet is made of banana bark (debatable).
"A heart at peace gives life to the body, but envy rots the bones." Proverbs 14:30.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Doctors, Pandas, Women

I don't think I've had this much of a Savannah/SCAD inspired weekend since living back in Maryland. Three consecutive days off (boom), I painted until 1:30 a.m. in an empty building all alone, had to be up early for a film/lecture at a film festival, I purchased 4 new notebooks (very excited to fill them up with lists, notes and art-notes), and thought of a new tattoo (hopefully won't get this one). Then there was being too busy to eat, calling doctors I don't know (and who don't know me, double plus), setting up a new website (for the lady I'm painting murals with) and managing to log into my old paypal account, only to find that the address on record was still W 38th street in Savannah, GA. How nostalgically full circle.

So here is one complete panda. Currently I'm working with "A Girl and A Brush", painting rooms in the new Chesapeake Bay Pediatrics, Stevensville, MD.
Not quite complete pandas:
New topic. Rowdy hearted women, bold art. The Guerilla Girls are in all of these types of documentaries, though. Not that there's anything wrong with that. (Love.) I'm really curious to see who and what will be discussed in 20 years when one of these films is made about today and tomorrow's art-minded women.

And, more pandas. This is from the mural we made off-site and installed in the children's oncology  room at Memorial Hospital, Savannah GA in 2008.
No stranger to pandies. They also eat for about 14 hours a day. Side note, one of the books I'm using is called Animal Life Cycles, every page has a detailed illustration of every animal mating, from hedgehogs to hyenas. It's actually all the same.

Friday, September 23, 2011

Paper 9, Daily Reminders


Sometimes it takes never getting rid of lipstick on the mirror.

Or sometimes it takes a stellar reminder from your mom.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

James Esposito

Several things that were made during James Esposito's stay last month. If you get the notion, just look him up. Bold strong lines, and an art-minded mind.

All the renditions of Forrest

And then began the game of folding a big sheet of sketch pad paper into sixths, passing it around and trying not to take too much from the one before you. Obviously successful...
"We are [good] vegetarians"
What started out as wine glasses, filled.
A runner-up in the favorite segments.

Still my little favorite.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Compact 1





A four inch eyeshadow compact from Athens, Greece in 2002 has long been emptied and refilled with acrylics, clear coat, and gold leaf. So that's that. A "fruit variation" on the way, someday.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Paper 7: On Being Lost

("Gas stations- robbing the world of mystery")
-Forrest Anderson
After the discussion about how you can never really be "lost" these days.
Happened to be jotted on the same piece of paper with Richard Serra's misspelled name. Art21: Richard Serra.



Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Old Summers

Cut from an old painting of some great houses on the old block that I don't live on anymore. Bay City summer time.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

But First

Let's take a look at this brown painting.
But first: Just recently I went to Baltimore's annual ArtScape, always a great big giant delight. The colorful photo second below is from this year, a mirror booth.
The brown painting is from ArtScape 2010. I really am waiting to gesso over it- but first- a closer look.
It says "I AM ART for a hooker buy me."
I took this and some others from a trash pile of about 35, after the public project it was a part of had been dismantled. Passersby were encouraged to pick up the tempera paint and use it freely on blank hanging canvases. Obviously there was quite an array of imagery: kid junk, rainbows, area codes, etc. I guess I've been thinking about this specific brown one too hard. Last year at this time I could have written an essay. In the end here is my final sentiment: "Well.. that's valid."
People will buy anything. People are happy to freely buy anything. Congrats if you can hook them into it.
So if anyone ever sees this, feel free to let it fuel a conversation about art purchases, hookers, art and equality, whatever.
"I AM ART for a hooker buy me" - 2010


"We are 'Weird' " -2011
(Spelled as 'we are wierd')

Monday, July 18, 2011

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Paper 5

("A practice developed in 1989,
The group of rainbow candy clusters on a field of drab pavement
Equaling a day of the week, an hour of the day or anything else I like the most- and set apart
as a four year old would.")

Color clusters.
More examples will follow.

-Sent from a fresh bed of my own, including this colored heaven of iris sheets.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Saint Croix

I spent a small amount of time in Frederiksted, St. Croix several weeks ago. They have in town The Caribbean Museum Center for the Arts; didn't quite know what to expect and it was certainly better than expected. In fact it really was awesome. Here are just a few from a show several months prior.

- Edgar Endress, Janet Cook-Rutnik & Lori Lee
AND the treasure map that our wonderful host Bruce made, for us to find the site of some windmill ruins near Mount Victory Camp.

Snork swim sail survive. So much sea life. So much for life at sea... Till soon
(Barracuda, above.)

Friday, July 1, 2011

Surprise II

Frozen orchids waiting in the freezer from apparently an earlier month. They're going to be there a while, (more on preservation).

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Surprise


Well, June was the SF Ten.
An old large format negative, 2006 Savannah.
Courtesy of Jamie Kovach,
(www.jamiekovach.com for completely different work)

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Retina Photo

So I finally found that picture of my inner eye that I was looking for last month. Cheers.

Friday, May 27, 2011

Giotto

My mom actually found this 4"x6" photo of a painting when cleaning out some of the treasures of my great aunt's small estate:
Italian painter/architect Giotto's rendition of Italian poet Dante. It seems to be a painting, or excerpt of a painting (?) from the very famous Bargello Palace in Florence, Italy.

So in reality, I hold a photo of a print, OR a blurry photo of the original (just printed poorly). That's the actual print quality, (look at the frame compared to the figure). If you keep reading, this train of thought gets better.
Now: it's kind of cool I guess, but maybe only for a few seconds. Really I have no recollection of this piece from any of my art history classes, probably because I was paying attention to better looking things. But the best part is on the back: Rome, 1928.
"Rome 1928", in the cutest most delicate pencil ever. I think the writing looks familiar, but who would really know. At least it tripled my interest level. In modern day, anyone can stick anything in a frame, and most anyone can print from the internet or purchase a shiny tiny print at a museum. But now we are forced to think about the art-print business of the 1920s (that I don't know anything about) or who in my family may have gone to Rome, or who cared enough to buy this little print in Rome- or even in the States (in Baltimore most likely) and so on. Did they sneak a photo in the Bargello Palace? That means they had a camera. That means they took a big trip. Now I have a good mystery, courtesy of this weird little Dante. Coming soon, some awesome-creepy photos of saint statues looking like real people, found in my aunt's boat house.
So just for the sake of sharing, here is a master copy I did three years back to date. Both of the Lucas Cranachs (younger and elder) worked in the mid 1500s, Giotto was 2 centuries before.

8"x10" Oil on Gesso Board. Copy of Lucas Cranach's "Madonna and Child with Piece of Bread".
HOWEVER: I am having terrible trouble finding out if this is the real title, or if this is even a copy of a Cranach at all, and if so is it the Elder or Younger? All I had to go by was the collection of Renaissance images that my professor had provided. He's [obviously] very credible, but if anyone has any helpful facts, send them my way! Thanks.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Games and Concrete



There once began a little game in Savannah several years ago, built upon mysteries and trying to pinpoint what may have been in the heads of your friends. Build your idea, build a stencil. Take it around town and keep it a sweet secret.. until someone wants to take a wild guess at what you put out for the whole world to see, and where. Easy. Well I suppose I wont say whether or not I ever did in that town, but I know a little town right now that could benefit from a few more cement surprises. There may be only a handful of people between last year and now (and between Baltimore to Annapolis) who I've discussed this with. So I guess it's ON. Anyone can join. The Thinker stencil I gave to a friend after being challenged to make it. I don't know if he really gives a shit, but I'd certainly hate to see this one go to waste. Maybe he still has it, and if he knew what was good for him..... he'd play the game too. HINT.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

A Little On Preservation


Dipped my yellow chrysanthemum today. Beginning to wonder if the polycrylic is making me ill (or ill in the future). Some of these flowers seem to be shirking their preservation; the finish rolled right off the insides of those tendril-petals, unlike the rose. Then I dipped two shoulder blades (probably from a fox). They have been perched nicely in my closet for over one year and I was tired of knocking them around.
This is the skull they were found with, now gleaming and fixed to a mobile device. Lovely photograph by Melissa A. Cromwell.

This is exactly how it was discovered in Nova, Ohio.