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Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Christmas Eve
Monday, December 22, 2008
If I had gotten it together to make a Chrismas card...
I think I would have used this image. Perhaps. Christopher snapped the photo last night through my office/drawing studio window. Those are little red berries in the lower right corner, not, as you might suspect, a reflection of red Christmas lights.
I like the fact that the photo seems to suggest story.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Farmer's Market Finds
Alexander and I arrived at the Farmer's Market late today--but not so late to prevent us from picking up the last two stalks of brussels sprouts from John of Weatherhand Farm. While Christopher has a fantastic recipe for brussels sprouts (one that actually makes me want to DEVOUR them), I must confess my first impulse toward buying these was aesthetic.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Studio Bits
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Studio View (miniscule, but telling)
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Lisa Sigal
Check out this swift little interview with the artist Lisa Sigal.
Sometimes artists appear, or in this case, reappear at a moment when they are needed most in one's studio. Sigal talks about the act of framing being the first step in making a painting, painting being a kind of shelter or fort, and the idea of creating a kind of pictorial space of the architecture--all exactly what I need to hear right about now--as I muddle through the end of one painting and the beginnings of some others, and as I perpetually push against/hybridize the definition of a painting.
Sometimes artists appear, or in this case, reappear at a moment when they are needed most in one's studio. Sigal talks about the act of framing being the first step in making a painting, painting being a kind of shelter or fort, and the idea of creating a kind of pictorial space of the architecture--all exactly what I need to hear right about now--as I muddle through the end of one painting and the beginnings of some others, and as I perpetually push against/hybridize the definition of a painting.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Some precepts for my paintings--
1. To not plan at all--not even one step ahead
2. to let the paintings lead--both visually AND materially
3. to not limit:
ways of laying on
paint
color
paint materiality
4. to search for as many methods of laying on paint as I can discover, AND once again, to let the painting lead in such endeavors
5. to embrace subjectivity wholeheartedly
6. to believe I will be able to follow the painting (acknowledging the difference between following and finishing/resolving)
2. to let the paintings lead--both visually AND materially
3. to not limit:
ways of laying on
paint
color
paint materiality
4. to search for as many methods of laying on paint as I can discover, AND once again, to let the painting lead in such endeavors
5. to embrace subjectivity wholeheartedly
6. to believe I will be able to follow the painting (acknowledging the difference between following and finishing/resolving)
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Blue layers
1. some truncated, suggesting an expanse that is not visually apparent
2. truncating being a means of stopping evidence of action
3. opulent movement narrowed--fit into a strip of paper both set into another piece of paper and layered above/set above
4. periodic ruptures of color: pink, pale pale orange, a triangle of black, barbs of pthalocyanine rimming an edge, lemon yellow.
covering
uncovering
layering
reiterating the wall
paralleling the wall
building by adding and subtracting
building by accumulation,
ruptured accumulation
2. truncating being a means of stopping evidence of action
3. opulent movement narrowed--fit into a strip of paper both set into another piece of paper and layered above/set above
4. periodic ruptures of color: pink, pale pale orange, a triangle of black, barbs of pthalocyanine rimming an edge, lemon yellow.
covering
uncovering
layering
reiterating the wall
paralleling the wall
building by adding and subtracting
building by accumulation,
ruptured accumulation
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Toile
52 actions (at home) is a list of mundane and often sense-heightening activities conducted at home. I began compiling the list several months ago, with no real direction as to what the list would accomplish save sating my curiosity. What would a day look like if reduced to a straightforward list of written actions?
On some level, I think of my paintings/collages/drawings as a list of actions--a list of actions analogous to actual movements of my limbs, my body. My relationship to the history of painting and drawing and, in general, two-dimensional image-making is complicated by the fact that I do not relish (first and foremost) the potentials in pictorial illusion. I relish the possibilities of the expanse--
1. as performative ground
2. as probable infinite
On some level, I think of my paintings/collages/drawings as a list of actions--a list of actions analogous to actual movements of my limbs, my body. My relationship to the history of painting and drawing and, in general, two-dimensional image-making is complicated by the fact that I do not relish (first and foremost) the potentials in pictorial illusion. I relish the possibilities of the expanse--
1. as performative ground
2. as probable infinite
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
52 actions (at home)
Fumble in the dark.
Brew a pot of tea.
Sit on the couch in silence.
Pour a glass of water.
Make a bowl of oatmeal.
Read for several minutes.
Let the cats in.
Read for several minutes.
Fold a load of laundry.
Swallow a daily vitamin.
Respond to a crying child.
Change a morning diaper.
Wash a sink of dishes.
Spoon yogurt into a bowl.
Cut a banana.
Pack lunch for school.
Close a door.
Watch from a window.
Walk up a flight of stairs.
Put away clean clothes.
Take a shower.
Wring out a wet washcloth.
Dry a wet body.
Pull on soft clothes piled at the foot of a bed.
Smell the residue of brewed coffee.
Wear a pair of red worn sandals.
Sweep a rock strewn path.
Sweep a hairy floor.
Make an unkempt bed.
Correct a thesis paper.
Prepare for drawing class.
Pour a glass of water.
Drink a cup of tea.
Push a stroller down the street.
Buy a cranberry-orange scone.
Read part of an article.
Roast a pile of bright red beets.
Make a piece of buttered toast.
Wipe a crumb-strewn counter.
Close a half-open window.
Listen to the quiet of a house.
Put away the remains of dinner.
Load an empty dishwasher.
Paint toenails red.
Peel a newly bought orange.
Cover a blister with a band-aid.
Stand up straight.
Stretch a tight body.
Walk up two flights of steps.
Fill the tub with water.
Sit in stillness.
Give the cats some food.
Brew a pot of tea.
Sit on the couch in silence.
Pour a glass of water.
Make a bowl of oatmeal.
Read for several minutes.
Let the cats in.
Read for several minutes.
Fold a load of laundry.
Swallow a daily vitamin.
Respond to a crying child.
Change a morning diaper.
Wash a sink of dishes.
Spoon yogurt into a bowl.
Cut a banana.
Pack lunch for school.
Close a door.
Watch from a window.
Walk up a flight of stairs.
Put away clean clothes.
Take a shower.
Wring out a wet washcloth.
Dry a wet body.
Pull on soft clothes piled at the foot of a bed.
Smell the residue of brewed coffee.
Wear a pair of red worn sandals.
Sweep a rock strewn path.
Sweep a hairy floor.
Make an unkempt bed.
Correct a thesis paper.
Prepare for drawing class.
Pour a glass of water.
Drink a cup of tea.
Push a stroller down the street.
Buy a cranberry-orange scone.
Read part of an article.
Roast a pile of bright red beets.
Make a piece of buttered toast.
Wipe a crumb-strewn counter.
Close a half-open window.
Listen to the quiet of a house.
Put away the remains of dinner.
Load an empty dishwasher.
Paint toenails red.
Peel a newly bought orange.
Cover a blister with a band-aid.
Stand up straight.
Stretch a tight body.
Walk up two flights of steps.
Fill the tub with water.
Sit in stillness.
Give the cats some food.
Lydia Heuston Herman's Chocolate Chip Cookie Recipe
Monday, December 1, 2008
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