Saturday, May 22, 2010
sorry, hikers, mixed media collage, old photos and wax
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry... I say this word daily. Maybe it should be my mantra. You don't realize how much you use something until people point it out, then you really become aware of it. To participate in this project there had to be something you were sorry for, and there could be up to 15 of them. So what I did was, instead of trying to evaluate my life and really dig down, I let my email help me out. I entered the word sorry into the search area and came up with literally hundreds (I save a lot of email) of notes in which I was sorry for something. I paired these with some great old photos from New York and some old stamps and other bits and pieces of old paper. To keep the vintage feel wax and crayon were melted onto the pieces.
sorry, worried, mixed media collage, old photos and wax
sorry, worried made me laugh as I was putting it together. I started with the photo, a building where people lined the roof and then, what look like the land owners posed in front. I found an envelope that had the address of a salvage company from Denver, Colo. and a line of text that said "you must be feeling really worried. sorry."
sorry, busy, mixed media collage, old photos and wax
The way the one woman is turning around and looking at the camera really made me feel she was telling the story here. When I found a line that read "sorry i did not get back to you with a phone call...it has been just a very busy weekend," they just seemed to match perfectly.
In my mind each one has its own little story. I will leave the rest up to your imagination. See them all on flickr.
The Sorry Project is my first participation with art house co-op. I really love the idea of creating little pieces of art, each entry is only 3"x3". I think I might have cheated a little by using tags that extend beyond the initial work, but they can be tucked or folded onto the piece, keeping within the parameters. The show will be on June 25th at the Brooklyn Art Library.
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Tuesday, May 11, 2010
There is a wonderful call for work coming from Barratt Galleries in Australia called the Hankie Project. Some amazing designs are already posted on their blog. The work is due at the end of May for a show in June. Since I posted Ma Grande Mere Est Morte, my aunt, Eileen (her daughter) wrote to tell me that my grandmother has been dead for 50 years now. That inspired me to create this piece for the Hankie Project. I wanted to show her descendants over this time and my feeling of emptiness: a little girl's first experience with death. Starting with my grandma, Rosena, there is a tag for each of her children, grandchildren, great grandchildren and great great grandchildren. A lot happens in 50 years.
fifty years, mixed media on a hankie
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Monday, May 3, 2010
With no real connection and no story to it, this canvas has been hanging about my studio for years. At first I wanted to emulate the work of Daniel Fauville (see inset) I had seen his work out in the Hamptons and loved the simplicity of them. So underneath (and you can still see the outline) there is a hut, painted in bold blue and red with a green background. It came out ridiculous as obviously I am not Fauville. Later on I thought I could revive it by adding swirls and texture and collaging on a map of Africa... writing out text and basically creating some mayhem on the canvas... that was OK for a while, but it felt like a decorative piece you might pick up at an import store. No, no, no... not what I wanted. Today, I was inspired to take up my brushes again and see what I could do to this African conglomeration. I think I finally like it.
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Sunday, May 2, 2010
Skin, gel medium transfer skin, bottle, beeswax, 1.75 x 4 inches
While experimenting with transfer techniques I found one in which gel medium is painted onto an image, left to dry and repeated two to three times to build up a thick layer. When the gel is dry, you turn it over and spray the paper on the back with water and with your finger just rub all the paper off. What you are left with is a flexible rubbery image. A skin. I immediately felt this image had to be contained or suspended somehow, so I put it in a bottle, tied it up with string and text, dripped some crayon on and then dipped it in beeswax.
Shari said it reminded her of the old Alfred Hitchcock Hour episode "The Jar". Maybe I watched too many of these shows as a child.
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