Tuesday, April 24, 2012


"they will never get any more cobs while the engine is running" 3 x 3 inches, acrylic on photopaper.

Letter to Earl continues:
The Cowan boy was getting cobs before he did and he got sick too and Mr. Cowan took his boy to the doctor and then took him home and put him in bed. Bud and Mr. Cowan both say they will never get any more cobs while the engine is running. Bud was feeling pretty good today and is about alright again.
Up next: let someone else worry.

See all the Letter to Earl characters so far on flickr

Saturday, April 21, 2012


"don't go up in the hay mow" 3 x 3 inches, acrylic on photopaper.

Letter to Earl continues:
He told Jose he was not drunk and handed her the medicine that the doctor give him. Ralph and your dad went over to help him get down feed as Jose did not want him to go up in the hay mow.
I am learning from this letter about things I have no idea about, for instance do you know what a hay mow is? I didn't, so I looked it up. (It's just the hayloft of the barn).

At this point in the letter the writer spelled the name Jose, which at first I thought was a man, but then knew it was the wife, when later she writes Josie.

Anyway you read it, this image really isn't Josie at all because this series is a fictionalized picture assemblage of painted photos designated with names to make a storybook, eventually.

Up next: they all got sick.


I did only one drawing while I was in New York, but I left it at my mom's. It was a sketch of her dining room chair. My great-niece Hailey likes to draw, so we spent the morning sketching together. It always amazes me how people can just pull images from their minds. I cannot do that. Hailey was able to draw a cat sitting on a rug in her living room, just from memory. Jake can do this too. He sits down to do a linoleum block with no sketch, no research. Just raw. He makes figures, sometimes strange, sometimes very sensitive, but he just does them. When I sit down to work, I usually have done hours of research, collected images, wrote out ideas, made a story line, and if not all on paper, in my mind I have done all these things. I often wonder how it all works and try to figure it all out, but for now, I think I am letting that go. It just is what it is and who we are and I like it.


(I have been away and the blogger interface has changed. Oh, I was confused for a moment. But everything is here, just a different place.)

So, I was in New York, or more specifically Long Island and Manhattan Island, that's it. One day the east end, one day the city and all in-between. I got to see family, friends and wonderful art, and the advent of spring, which you do not get to see in sunny Arizona. Well, it's just really different here.

While in Manhattan I did my routine visit to "the Met" (Metropolitan Museum of Art). There were several special exhibitions, all of which did not allow the taking of photography. So, much has to be relegated to my memory (and Jake's if he is willing to help me out), and to the website of the museum, where I can look up the exhibitions.

me (left) asking for directions to the special exhibits, but I am not sure who was more confused.

If you get a chance to go to the Met soon you must see "The Steins Collection" it will be there until June 3. There is an amazing assortment of art and photographs from the father's, Leo, down to Gertrude's and her brothers'. There were Matisse paintings that seemed so personal one could imagine him putting them down on paper or canvas and just giving them to the Steins. It was very inspirational.

And did you know that you can pay what you like at the Met? You just have to tell what you can afford to "donate" and you're in, what a wonderful way to make art available to all. Thank you.