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- Where her last thought was
- Boigraphical Notes and Such
- Contact Me
- Juggling Some Affections: a little love story
- The Powdered Wig Series
- Capturing Myself
- Feminist Paper Dolls for March 2012
- Feminist Paper Dolls for March 2013
- Feminist Paper Dolls for March 2014
- Shadow Puppetry
- Gas Mask Series: The Studies and Underdrawings
- Mutations
- Bird Boys
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Wandering while being grumpy (but sitting still all the while)
January 27, 2013 Found Object: green ribbon Words of the Day: Empathy and Pilgrimaging |
January 29, 2013 Found Objects: Blue Pen with blue ink, wispy gray feather, a dying wasp Word of the Day : congruent |
Labels:
assemblage,
birds,
Drawing a day 2013 January,
drawings,
found objects,
ink,
insects,
word a day
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Lost, discarded and reclaimed
January 23, 2013 Found objects: The rapiograph pen I lost last week and the tea I lost yesterday. The black lines are from the pen and the wash is from the tea. Words of the day: melancholy and algebra |
January 24, 2013 Found object: nothing word of the day: gourmand |
January 25, 2013 Found Objects: word fragment and a local airfield map crumbled up in the kindling bin. Word of the Day: amorphous |
January 26, 2013 Found Objects: a leather thingy piece and a porcupine quill Word of the Day: Offalist |
The New Kid (Part 1)
It was the new kid's first day. She was a little nervous.
Some of them had quite different ways of expressing themselves.
VERY different from anything she had ever known.
Some of the girls seemed to purposely exclude her from their conversations.
And she just felt so alone.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
You can't compare idiots with artists, necessarily...
January 22, 2013 Found objects: orange seeds found in 2 of the 3 oranges I ate today. The oranges were supposed to be seedless. Word of the day: Disparate |
Labels:
2013,
art theory,
assemblage,
birds,
Drawing a day 2013 January,
found objects,
Fun-A-Day,
seeds,
watercolor,
word a day
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Loving life more than Monsanto
January 20, 2013 Found Object: an empty licorice candy box left on the kitchen table Words of the Day: Biophilia and Atrophy |
I wanted to get out of the house. I had a romantic idea that leaving the house would be fun. So my husband and I left the dog in charge and wandered out. We went to the bookstore, the art store and Trader Joe's. We realized upon getting to the highway that our daughter had the right idea in staying home.
We encountered numerous jerky drivers on our trek down 295. Upon pulling into the bookstore parking lot, some guy who was banging a u-turn in the parking lot almost plowed into our car...then yelled at us for pulling to an open parking spot that he was using as a turn around.
The art store was non-eventful save for the 8 year old boy that I thought was pocketing drawing pencils. I'm not sure if he was or not. His parents seemed completely tuned out to what was going on with him. This of course is my perception. I after all left a 110 pound Maine Black Dog in charge of a 12 year old girls. Who am I to judge?
Trader Joe's was gross. We went because a friend had been talking about the fake good and plenty licorice candy coated candies that were really good. We wanted some. And a sandwich. Maybe a cheap bottle of wine. Blurg.
The parking lot was a mad house. No spots and people zooming in when other folks had been waiting for the empty spots. Gross.
The store was packed and we both questioned why we were there. Nothing was any better than the local grocery store near our house. Yeah, we got the candy and some saffron. But everything else was over priced and the store was filled with people. Perhaps because Saturdays before football playoff games are mad houses filled with ravenous people filling their huge carts with stuff- meat and chips and meat and beer and chips and cheese and bread and soda and candy and meat.
Maybe. I don't know.
My daughter had the right idea. But the candy was good. And I love saffron rice. I'll go out into the greenhouse soon and grab some kale to make rice and greens for dinner.
The box the candy came in is what I used to make today's image. I question where exactly the organic produce sold at TJ's comes from. There is so much local food grown right near my house all year long, I usually don't bother with "organic." I can meet the farmers and see how much they love their plants and livestock. They care and put effort and commitment into their food produce.
This is the best candy.
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Itchin' to boast about fightin'
January 17, 2013 Found Objects: a flattened rusty bottle cap and a white feather Thing I lost: a brand new .07 black inking pen Word of the Day: Impish |
January 19, 2013 Found object: word fragment talking about Marlon Brando. Word of the day: Bellicose (I think appropriate with the Brando thing and a little dog.) |
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Safe Friends who judge your milk (shake)
January 15, 2013 Found Objects: a shopping list and a pine cone Gross Thing that I wasn't allowed to pick up: dead skunk Word of the Day: Amicable |
Monday, January 14, 2013
We always go there...
January 13, 2013 Found object: purple string; the cast offs of three beets that were left on the paper for 3 hours staining it pink in four places Word of the day: Incessant |
Labels:
2013,
assemblage,
cat,
Drawing a day 2013 January,
drawings,
Plastic toys,
word a day
Saturday, January 12, 2013
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Helping each other soar...
January 9, 2013 3.5 inches by 4.5 inches Found Object: small magnet with the word "NEED" printed on it. Word of the Day: Phalanx |
Monday, January 7, 2013
A collection of truth searches?
January 6, 2013 3.5 inches by 4.5 inches Found Object: Glittered Stars (found while cleaning up holiday decorations) and a word phrase fragment from a book Word of the Day: Compendium |
January 7, 2013 3.5 inches by 4.5 inches Found Objects: Key, Paper Butterfly, Adhesive Visitor's Pass with only the word "well" exposed Word of the Day: Discern |
Labels:
2013,
butterfly,
Drawing a day 2013 January,
drawings,
Fun-A-Day,
glitter,
key,
organs,
stars,
word a day,
word phrase fragments
Saturday, January 5, 2013
Irreproachable ambiguity: Unknown keys and skeletons
January 5, 2013 3.5 inches by 4.5 inches graphite Found objects: ribbon, paper with "Name and Date", and staples found in various locations Word of the Day: Canonize |
Labels:
2013,
Drawing a day 2013 January,
drawings,
found objects,
Fun-A-Day,
key,
Skeletons,
word a day
Reoccurring Dream: Dinosaurs in the Basement
There are dinosaurs living under my house. In the basement.
But the basement is not really a basement. It is a whole other house, in Florida. But it is under my house and the basement. And there are dinosaur living down there.
They have a colony set up. I watch them from the stairs. They have termite-like mounds set up in the corners of the rooms. They are tall adobe structures that mingle with the wicker furniture. It is warm and I cannot account for the full streams of sunlight that billow into the windows. This is the basement and it is nighttime in the winter. Why is the basement in Florida?
The dinosaurs actively ignore me. They speak in a mix of Russian and French. I can only understand pointed words that they exaggerate seemingly on purpose in my presence. They say that I am not supposed to be they. They can't understand why I keep jumping on their roof. Also, they say, there should not be snow in July in Florida. The ice that I track and dump on their roof is leaking into their walls. It threatens to wash away their adobe structures.
I climb back up the basement stairs. In my living room, winter has settled in. It is cold. It is night. I am kept awake by the dinosaur party in my basement.
But the basement is not really a basement. It is a whole other house, in Florida. But it is under my house and the basement. And there are dinosaur living down there.
They have a colony set up. I watch them from the stairs. They have termite-like mounds set up in the corners of the rooms. They are tall adobe structures that mingle with the wicker furniture. It is warm and I cannot account for the full streams of sunlight that billow into the windows. This is the basement and it is nighttime in the winter. Why is the basement in Florida?
The dinosaurs actively ignore me. They speak in a mix of Russian and French. I can only understand pointed words that they exaggerate seemingly on purpose in my presence. They say that I am not supposed to be they. They can't understand why I keep jumping on their roof. Also, they say, there should not be snow in July in Florida. The ice that I track and dump on their roof is leaking into their walls. It threatens to wash away their adobe structures.
I climb back up the basement stairs. In my living room, winter has settled in. It is cold. It is night. I am kept awake by the dinosaur party in my basement.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Found Object Drawing a Day for January 2013 (at least so far)
January 1, 2013 3.5 inches by 4.5 inches watercolor and graphite Found object: button (found in my studio tucked in a corner among dustbunnies) Word of the Day: Sapid |
January 2, 2013 3.5 inches by 4.5 inches watercolor and graphite Found Object: a dime in my dryer lint trap Word of the Day: Obdurate |
Labels:
2013,
assemblage,
collage,
Drawing a day 2013 January,
drawings,
watercolor,
word a day
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Keep Children Safe...
I found a quote from Dostoyevsky in an alumni magazine I get every so often. I ripped it out and posted on my refrigerator as a reminder when I get milk for my coffee. I wish everyone had such a reminder.
Children often don't spare the truth. They see to the bone of the issue. Such is true in the images from the travelling exhibit "A Child's View from Gaza: Palestinian Children's Art and the Fight Against Censorship." In Maine, we are fortunate enough to have this collection of artwork be on view at the Meg Perry Center in Portland for the month of January 2013.
There is an opening event on Friday, January 4. Held during the First Friday Artwalk here in Portland, I hope folks go bear witness to these powerful works. I will be teaching personal space to Kindergarten children in Lewiston, Maine then heading down with my own daughter. I hope to see you there. And if the distance is too far, I wish wherever you are is safe and filled with happy green.
Children often don't spare the truth. They see to the bone of the issue. Such is true in the images from the travelling exhibit "A Child's View from Gaza: Palestinian Children's Art and the Fight Against Censorship." In Maine, we are fortunate enough to have this collection of artwork be on view at the Meg Perry Center in Portland for the month of January 2013.
There is an opening event on Friday, January 4. Held during the First Friday Artwalk here in Portland, I hope folks go bear witness to these powerful works. I will be teaching personal space to Kindergarten children in Lewiston, Maine then heading down with my own daughter. I hope to see you there. And if the distance is too far, I wish wherever you are is safe and filled with happy green.
Labels:
Anti-oppression,
children,
Dostoyevsky,
drawings,
Gaza,
meg perry center,
no war
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
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