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Old friends at work
Feb. 19th, 2010 04:01 pmFeb 12th everything had a certain quiet beauty that I was drinking in as I worked. subtle things. portrait of 3 underappreciated old friends.
Eggshell wonder
Apr. 20th, 2009 12:23 amsmall bird eggshell found outside April 4th. the delicate beauty of which entranced me.
( I found paintings inside... )
Baby Deer and FernyMimosa mornings
Oct. 14th, 2008 12:16 amone of my favorite sitting spots, to meditate, to write in my journal, to eat a fruit... under the arms of fernymimosa.
fernymimosa frames the view. I love watching the light change, shadowplay and sparkles and of course the baby deer visitors! (they love fernymimosa too...as a snack!:o!)
Example of why it takes me forever to do 'simple' things.
Entranced by the lintbin while doing laundry. it becomes so many things.....and the light changes and time goes by
also like to warm myself holding clothes and towels hot out from the dryer...we're trying to save a bit on heat and my tropical blood is hating it. Hot ginger tea coming up to warm my hands and insides while I paint.
Entranced by the lintbin while doing laundry. it becomes so many things.....and the light changes and time goes by
also like to warm myself holding clothes and towels hot out from the dryer...we're trying to save a bit on heat and my tropical blood is hating it. Hot ginger tea coming up to warm my hands and insides while I paint.
Searching for Mystery
Mar. 27th, 2007 11:39 amA little story from my morning for you....
( How to follow a mystery )
Wish I could sit with all the input for days, sifting, gleaning. Everything is Gameland now, but still hard to see. Moments of perception with big fogs between them. Overall sleepiness I want to shake. I return to an alleyway that woke me a bit....and try to reopen that door for all to see...
Spaces have many lives going on at once....we must shift ourselves to see them...
Cooking Stories
Jan. 26th, 2006 11:12 pmThe Event:
The Teachings of the Buddha to the crowd:
Been so long
Sep. 6th, 2003 12:00 pmSo much I've wanted to post...but I've gotten lazy..as it's all written down in my bookjournal. Soon, I must really share with you all the wacky dreams I've been having. Til then, here's a quick peek into my world.
Okay, so, with all the summer people gone, things haven't changed so much because most of
my world is at home.:) I've been working in the studio lots. Last night
drilling and sawing and painting and dremel carving and paint markers and
resin , and screen and all sorts of madness going on. And somehow...I
created a hologram. Tell no one. It's magic. I am merely the messenger.
In between these sorts of things, I go outside in the afternoons and inspect
spider webs. The orb weavers are out in full force this year. We also have
these amazing giant slugs. "Limacidae. The imported Great Slug, once
believed to have magical and medicinal powers, is considered a pest in
gardens."-North American Wildlife
I like to watch the late afternoon sun make everything sparkle.... sitting
outside of the garage while the resin dries on little artwork pieces... writing in
my bookjournal, listening to sounds....crickets, cicadas, birds... and the
basketball thumping down the street...
The book I've been waiting for arrived at the library (by my oh so special
request:) and yay! now I begin it for real (had started it at Borders):
'Sync: The Emerging Science of Spontaneous Order' by Steven Strogatz. I likee likeee so far.
Okay, so, with all the summer people gone, things haven't changed so much because most of
my world is at home.:) I've been working in the studio lots. Last night
drilling and sawing and painting and dremel carving and paint markers and
resin , and screen and all sorts of madness going on. And somehow...I
created a hologram. Tell no one. It's magic. I am merely the messenger.
In between these sorts of things, I go outside in the afternoons and inspect
spider webs. The orb weavers are out in full force this year. We also have
these amazing giant slugs. "Limacidae. The imported Great Slug, once
believed to have magical and medicinal powers, is considered a pest in
gardens."-North American Wildlife
I like to watch the late afternoon sun make everything sparkle.... sitting
outside of the garage while the resin dries on little artwork pieces... writing in
my bookjournal, listening to sounds....crickets, cicadas, birds... and the
basketball thumping down the street...
The book I've been waiting for arrived at the library (by my oh so special
request:) and yay! now I begin it for real (had started it at Borders):
'Sync: The Emerging Science of Spontaneous Order' by Steven Strogatz. I likee likeee so far.
Deep Space
Aug. 1st, 2003 11:38 amDid resin pours on some small artworks....humidity effects that I once avoided are now embraced- tiny bubbles enhance the feeling of deep space...trails, loops, strange happenings. One pink nailhead universe seems to divide like the first embryonic cell.....
My idea of Highest Living Moments
Jul. 27th, 2003 12:16 pmOn Tues. the 22nd I woke late to a grey, moist day. I dragged myself out of the house after many delays, with the intention of getting to the gym. But roadwork there made it seem impossible to get there and park and after a while I just turned around and headed back. It seemed like such a waste of time to have driven the 20 minutes...so I felt compelled to stop somewhere and enjoy a slightly different scenery with my coffee. I ended up back by a house I used to rent back in 93 when I was in college. The house that spoiled me for life because it was right on the bay with a rowboat, an incredible view deck right off my bedroom, etc, and we paid hardly Anything for one lucky winter. *sigh*
I parked my car nearby and walked towards the water. ( read more )
I parked my car nearby and walked towards the water. ( read more )
Cosmic Debris
Jul. 4th, 2003 10:31 amAbsolutely breathtaking!!!!: THIS is what I would have super-sized on my wall. *sigh* *double-sigh* gorgeousness....
Working in the studio yesterday...hammered on a nail-weave that has been neglected for quite a while...I so MISS the hammering. SO therapeutic. Again my thoughts are running to doing a whole wall this way. I stare at the doorways and openings and details of the walls around me...and imagine how panels could be fitted together and bolted in....and white white code language city-scape weave running all over without boundaries....aaaaaaahhhhhh.I HAVE to throw together some sort of a digital image 'proposal' for this...taking a segment of one of my salience weaves and 'stamping' it to cover a wall shape..maybe minimizing it gradually if I show a perspective angle...
Then maybe by presenting the idea around and including it in portfolios and presentations I could one day get a commission to actually do it somewhere. *sigh* But it WOULD take forever to execute...so I'd have to have some sort of funding to survive while making it for the months or years (depending on the wall size). Argh, money. Have to make peace with the need. And find a way to save towards things other than rent and materials. Those impossible sounding things like buying a house and having a child one day.
A friend of mine came over for 'art therapy' two days ago and we drank some cheap champagne and worked together in the basement studio, listening to Bjork and Heather Nova.:) She quietly doing a collage, me painting a topographical segment for a layered sculpture experiment I am planning. She also joined my gym so now I someone to help drag me there more often and vice-versa.
This could work.
Reading 'Hyperspace' by Michio Kaku and enjoying it muchly. Recently finished 'An Open Heart' talks by the Dalai Lama. So simple and difficult and beautiful. Helps inspire me to keep up the morning meditations....
Working in the studio yesterday...hammered on a nail-weave that has been neglected for quite a while...I so MISS the hammering. SO therapeutic. Again my thoughts are running to doing a whole wall this way. I stare at the doorways and openings and details of the walls around me...and imagine how panels could be fitted together and bolted in....and white white code language city-scape weave running all over without boundaries....aaaaaaahhhhhh.I HAVE to throw together some sort of a digital image 'proposal' for this...taking a segment of one of my salience weaves and 'stamping' it to cover a wall shape..maybe minimizing it gradually if I show a perspective angle...
Then maybe by presenting the idea around and including it in portfolios and presentations I could one day get a commission to actually do it somewhere. *sigh* But it WOULD take forever to execute...so I'd have to have some sort of funding to survive while making it for the months or years (depending on the wall size). Argh, money. Have to make peace with the need. And find a way to save towards things other than rent and materials. Those impossible sounding things like buying a house and having a child one day.
A friend of mine came over for 'art therapy' two days ago and we drank some cheap champagne and worked together in the basement studio, listening to Bjork and Heather Nova.:) She quietly doing a collage, me painting a topographical segment for a layered sculpture experiment I am planning. She also joined my gym so now I someone to help drag me there more often and vice-versa.
This could work.
Reading 'Hyperspace' by Michio Kaku and enjoying it muchly. Recently finished 'An Open Heart' talks by the Dalai Lama. So simple and difficult and beautiful. Helps inspire me to keep up the morning meditations....
I've been meaning to post this for a while. It absolutely amazes me and I am convinced it is leading me towards something, an integration of photography into my art, varying presentations, etc. The pictures in my mind are suddenly graspable by camera of all things, and it is so satisfying! I have always been very interested in the idea of microcosms.....but I was unprepared to discover them so VISIBLY when taking photos of my pieces. Take a look at this. Here (below)is a full shot of a new mixed-media piece I call 'Searching'. The mediums are nails, resin, enamel, acrylic, glue on wood....
( But let's go closer shall we? Towards one nailhead?;) )
( But let's go closer shall we? Towards one nailhead?;) )
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Mar. 30th, 2003 11:50 amThe Art Gods have decided to grant me next month's rent. I am very thankful. I sent out a change of e-mail address to everyone on my mailing list and got a surprise response from a collector who said they were now ready to buy something (had gotten money for their wedding to use exclusively on art)and so we arrange a studio visit and they walked off with two small pieces! YAY. Can you say 'Nick of TIME'?! *does bow to the gods*
Things are starting to speed up now. A bunch of shows upcoming. Now I need this other sale to go through quick so I can buy a whole bunch of resin to finish the new pieces. I hate to put materials on faith on my credit card but I just might have to.ugh.
Found a Borders gift card from Xmas with actual money on it so I bought a new CD, Bobi Cespedes' 'Rezos'. I am covetting Najma's latest, 'Vivid' but they didn't have it so I will wait...
Yesterday, there was a dramatic pendulum swinging of sun then clouds...a friend and I decided to take a quick drive to the magic bay in a moment of sun...but by the time we got there it was hazy deep greys. Quite moody and ethereal..I snapped a couple of pics, they don't look like photos, more like fuzzy watercolors. And the second one I think is a UFO disguised as the sun, am I wrong?
Things are starting to speed up now. A bunch of shows upcoming. Now I need this other sale to go through quick so I can buy a whole bunch of resin to finish the new pieces. I hate to put materials on faith on my credit card but I just might have to.ugh.
Found a Borders gift card from Xmas with actual money on it so I bought a new CD, Bobi Cespedes' 'Rezos'. I am covetting Najma's latest, 'Vivid' but they didn't have it so I will wait...
Yesterday, there was a dramatic pendulum swinging of sun then clouds...a friend and I decided to take a quick drive to the magic bay in a moment of sun...but by the time we got there it was hazy deep greys. Quite moody and ethereal..I snapped a couple of pics, they don't look like photos, more like fuzzy watercolors. And the second one I think is a UFO disguised as the sun, am I wrong?
It's Spring and I'm Alive!
Mar. 17th, 2003 11:26 amIt's spring, I tell you. It sounds different. The birds are all chattering and singing outside. I feed Mr.Meow-Fishy lovingly (I swear his eyes seem more like a whale's eyes than any small fish..they seem intelligent..penetrating). Start the coffee and I go to the couch and look outside.....watching the activity in the backyard...the squirrel with only half a tail running this way and that, eating acorns off the ground. A group of starlings make their way across the yard in such a synchronized way one would question whether it was one organism. The light on the leaves of the nearest bush exposes a tender moist green life that makes my gaze feel oddly intrusive,as if I've uncovered a nest of sleeping baby hairless mice. Life, painfully vulnerable and exquisite. Do we dare look right at it?
I open the window, completely, so there is no barrier between me and the yard.I am grinning with the delight of a madman, perhaps. This is not the behavior of a proper, responsible adult. I should be busy DOING something,something to make money of course, and at the very least cleaning and fixing. Not just enjoying the light as if I've never seen it before, the sounds of birds,airplane hums, trucks and barking dogs as if I'm at the best concert in the world. And tears? I really must be MAD. Or maybe, just maybe, the world is crazy, and I'm crazy only when I'm NOT like this, when I rush around and miss the very point- that I'm alive- and can see- and can hear - and smell -and that this moment is absolutely and utterly the best moment.
I open the window, completely, so there is no barrier between me and the yard.I am grinning with the delight of a madman, perhaps. This is not the behavior of a proper, responsible adult. I should be busy DOING something,something to make money of course, and at the very least cleaning and fixing. Not just enjoying the light as if I've never seen it before, the sounds of birds,airplane hums, trucks and barking dogs as if I'm at the best concert in the world. And tears? I really must be MAD. Or maybe, just maybe, the world is crazy, and I'm crazy only when I'm NOT like this, when I rush around and miss the very point- that I'm alive- and can see- and can hear - and smell -and that this moment is absolutely and utterly the best moment.
morningmeow
Mar. 16th, 2003 12:39 pmfeeling meow-ish today. stayed in pjs nice and cozy. yesterday mood was unstable...to appease the PMS demons we drove into the sunset (I need that light and motion) and headed to Borders. My eyes came alive during the trip and I enjoyed doing all the strange things i tend to do- like peering into the light beams and reflections and spots on the window until it seems I'm granted x-ray vision and I see all these layers of moving cells or particles. Never can explain it well but hey it's what i like to do. Wish I could project what I see in order to get feedback from others. But anyhoo. Diner dinner with my sweets. I feel all smushy and in love.At Borders I grabbed a caramel latte (yuuuuuuummm) and started reading Michel Foucalt 'Of Other Spaces' looking for some answers.he. Just started getting good and Borders is closing...it's always a time-warp in there! Am going to buy maps soon to experiment with, under resin with nails and possibly screen.here's a meow hello from me with paw.:)
So I started washing the dishes...had every intention of finishing, really I did...but I became mesmerized by the mesh of the window screen.....my eyes focusing beyond until the screen disappeared, then refocusing on the screen til all else disappeared. Had to fetch the camera...I'll call this 'Escape'.
falling into the soup
Feb. 4th, 2003 01:08 amBack home I find myself in the state of mind I've been missing for quite awhile- the colors are back, the mysterious intensity, the beauty of every inch of the world I behold...everything sparkles. Not sure how I fall in or out of it, but whenever it comes back I am dumbfounded...can hardly breathe from how amazing everything looks, how clear and rich, when I know for days, weeks even I've been skating on the surface of days in half-sleep. I make myself a bowl of soup and find myself gazing into it, amazed. I look up and am equally enthralled by the colors, shapes of my everyday world. Suddenly I see the camera beside me...and I wonder if this vision is like the ghost, unable to be captured on film...if it's only inside me or if it can be shared. So, with doubt I take the pictures. Are you with me?Can you fall into the soup with me? (2 pics)
the magic bay in winter
Feb. 4th, 2003 12:47 amthe day...the day? Went to the gym, driving and singing along to Kinnie Starr. Did some running on the treadmill to the soundtrack of Run,Lola,Run- as one would expect, it's Excellent to run to, I really space out and get crazy determined. Then a bit with the weight machines...but not too much then back to more running. I'm feeling good about the gym thing (I've never joined a gym before), still have to ddddddrrrrrraaaaaaagggg myself out of the house when I'd much rather stay reading and writing on the couch, but I'm seeing results a lot faster than I expected and I just FEEL better about myself every time I actually go.
Driving back home I decide to swing by the bay (my magic place of renewal) since I haven't been in quite a while...and I am surprised to see it almost frozen with slowly moving sheets of ice! It's so different, mesmerizing and amazing I HAVE to share it with someone so I speed home and grab B. to come back with me. The sun is getting low..we walk...he takes an inventory of driftwood treasures.....I take pictures, I'll post one here:
When our ears are frozen from the cold we reluctantly head back to the car.But OH the sights we've seen....
Driving back home I decide to swing by the bay (my magic place of renewal) since I haven't been in quite a while...and I am surprised to see it almost frozen with slowly moving sheets of ice! It's so different, mesmerizing and amazing I HAVE to share it with someone so I speed home and grab B. to come back with me. The sun is getting low..we walk...he takes an inventory of driftwood treasures.....I take pictures, I'll post one here:
When our ears are frozen from the cold we reluctantly head back to the car.But OH the sights we've seen....
