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I will be selling these original Monoprint/Collage pieces and other artworks this Friday Feb. 10 from 5-7pm at Caffe Vita on Greenwood Avenue - part of the Greenwood/Phinney Neighborhood Artwalk.
These pieces will be framed and ready to give as a gift to your special someone! Or, maybe that special someone is you, go ahead, give yourself some love...you deserve it!
$54 / $10 shipping available in the US.
If you are interested in one of these and cannot make ArtWalk, just contact me directly and I can make arrangements directly with you.
I am also once again joining in the fun at Ghost Gallery on Capitol Hill for their 10th Annual Holiday Mini Art Exhibit! This show is up December 8th. I will be present at the Capitol Hill Art Walk and Opening Party that evening! I would love to see you!
I am hoping to have a Holiday Art Sale on December 3rd at Herkimer Coffee in the University District. I will have more prints and other pieces of art for sale, some especially made for the holiday gift giving season. I will post when I know for sure the day. Follow me on Instagram to be the first to know!
As the weather cools down, I am regrouping in the basement studio with the paintings I started in the Garden Shed over the summer. NOw the leaves are changing color, so I am digging deep to pull out colors of my own.
Sometimes I need to shake the trees to get my thoughts in order to make new work. This time my tree shaking came in the form of signing myself up for an Art Class at the local college. My friend has been talking up a printmaking class she'd been really enjoying, so I decided to sign up for it.
I had taken an intro to printmaking class several years ago at the now closed Sev Shoon in Ballard. I remembered how much I enjoyed it, but I just didn't have the mental time and space to put into in. Printmaking requires a lot of dedicated time. There is a lot of set up before the art happens.
So I signed up with Kelda Martensen for the 121 Printmaking class at North Seattle College.
So far it's been such a whirlwind of creativity for me. It is also the kind of creativity that spills over into getting me into my own studio plotting and painting in addition to trekking to the print studio to put my 12-14 hours in a week.
Currently my assignments have led me from Monoprints to Linocut Printing. I am loving these processes. Unlike lino-blocks I made in the past, these are actually done on thin lino and it runs through the press. I post regularly on my Instagram page, so if you use IG then definitely follow me to see imagery as I work through this new series of paintings and my printmaking adventure.
There are people in life that seem to easily take things for face value and not feel bothered by deeper questions. Then there are those of us that can't help but see past the veil of surface-observation through to the less clear waters of hyper-observation.
Not wanting to be left behind in the current, always looking for and trying to locate and connect with a source; it's here I find myself so often.
It's ironic. You would think that hyper-observation would reveal more truth, more clarity, more understanding, but it often seems like the complete opposite. Questionings, wonderings and thoughts are murky waters that are too easy to get lost in. Too easy to loose your way to the surface to get air. I have gotten lost in these waters often in my life. but the reward is when I find a crystal clear stretch of water that I can see through, see my reflection and see the light. Would I have recognized that crystal clear patch if I hadn't delved into the dark water?
But if only I could stay in the lucid place,s what then? I suppose that is why I paint, write music and continually bring myself back to meditating. I have come to realize that my creative process isn't about going deep into all the layers after all. It's quite possible that the process is about my re-emergence from them.
There seems to be a major difference between those that can keep their distance from the pitfalls of existential questioning and the complex interplay of human-connection and those of us that sometimes seem to dissolve through the filters to only loose ourselves in the chaos of our endless what-ifs, why's, future, pasts and inside-outs.
Is there a better way? Is it better to question or not question? And do some of us even have a choice?
There are those dedicated masters in the middle that seem to skillfully walk through the windy lands of thought in pure observation while still being able to clearly see their refection in a drop of dew. Just thinking of those individuals brings me a temporary inner calm...
...Yet, I digress and look back at the myriad of selves that I have been over the years. As each self has eclipse into a new self, I can still feel an essence of what is supposedly 'Me' that doesn't seem to fade. That self that is always trying to see past what is in front to see if some better understanding can be revealed.
It's a painful way to walk about. It's like a non-stop recipe for disappointment. Perfectly revealing my inability ever trust whatever or whoever is in front of me.
I have been thinking of the subjects of my paintings. How I try to capture time and movement in these stationary forms. I want to show the past and the future in the present, but it won't stay still, time moves and when I think I've caught up I realize I have already been left behind. And that is what I fear the most.
I am reminded of a poem I wrote from January of 2015:
Are you still wondering about the shadows beneath the surface?
When you close your eyes in quiet,
just before the chattering stops, before the drifting,
past the sifting,
Is it here you wonder?
"What is that slipping towards me?
Should I be afraid?"
What is that slipping towards me?
There is just something undeniably special about receiving a handwritten letter delivered to your real world mailbox.
I have some good friends who own a paper company. In fact, we first met this lovely husband and wife team 17 years ago when my husband and I were designing our wedding invitations. Kevin and Lori from Of the Earth Handmade Paper create amazing botanical papers.
One day while visiting their shop geeking out on paper products I had an idea! They make these flower-seed paper cards that when planted grows wildflowers. I thought "what if I created unique little pieces of art and then hand-wrote out of-the-blue letters to people?" The idea was to ask the letter recipients to then plant the piece of art/letter in their garden and watch the art grow.
I wanted to challenge myself to writing seven art cards in 7 days. However, that didn't really manifest as I had hoped and it took me a bit longer to complete the project. Perhaps the middle of summer wasn't the best time to make the commitment, but nevertheless, I completed it in exactly 1 month!
The wildflower-seed paper, I have to admit, did not handle my watercolor and colored pencil to well. But I think by the end, I had some pretty good work arounds. It just goes to show that the whole "try try again and you will succeed" saying has some truth. In the end, I was really happy with how they turned out.
The above image is a sampling of the cards I wrote. I wrote to good friends, Facebook friends that I don't really know that well in person, a prisoner pen-pal at Pelican State Prison , a friend of a friend and my mom.
So, who have you written a letter to lately? Do you even send letters anymore? If it's been a while, give it a try. Try writing a letter to someone out-of-the-blue. Not because it's their birthday, but just because.
Who knows, we may too open our mailbox someday and find a personal and special letter in the mail addressed to us...it sure would beat the piles of junk coupons and credit card offers that are usually in there.