Monday, October 12, 2015

Hearts in process

There is an interesting tactile feel to the way these develop in the palms of my hands. It kind of reminds me of the job I had bagging chicken and turkey gizzards and hearts. Such wonderful delicate surfaces and, to me, it felt like the engine of the beasts. Each of these plaster sculptures is made differently, responding to a handful of seeds, a piece of rope, a stocking, a gob of wax, etc..
I tell myself I am going to stop this once the container of plaster runs out. I'm 3/4 there.

Sunday, October 11, 2015

Gravity or non-gravity, that is the question

Light hearted.
God's manipulation. God's path.
God as gardener sewing hearts.
A floral glove- a feminine God.
Are these puppet strings?
Or pulling strings?
Chords that hold the heart

 Or is the heart dragging this down?
Is it an air balloon!?
Perhaps its about clouded hearts...
Heavy hearted.

I think I like it without the cloud.
A suspended hangar.
It is cleaner.
Even possibly weightless.
A poetry of ordinary things.
Rough: knotted strings, dirty glove, clumsy stitching.

How does the cloud or the hangar change the meaning?
What is the meaning?

Friday, October 9, 2015

Mortality is always the Other

Thinking, thinking, thin king...
There is so much to do before the clock runs out. Seeds fall from my eyes as ideas float away.

Thursday, October 8, 2015

Working at home

Putting together a new piece. I love sewing as a method of collage.

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

I love my line up of tools

They inspire me to all sorts of alchemy!

Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Heart Strings

Connected in my deepest core to the Master Gardener. Mixed media: stitched found glove, plaster, paint, string and thumb tack.

Monday, October 5, 2015

If I met Andy Warhol

Self portrait a la Warhol

The mixed media students have been printing using positive and negative mylar "masks" and rolled ink to create colorful backgrounds to a lively grid of selfies. They learned to apply acrylic skins made from using acrylic gel medium on photocopies of themselves. The repetition and the pop in colors reminds us of the printing output by Warhol's factory. Everybody, Warhol says, "gets 15 seconds of fame". My classroom is looking like the paparazzi are all over the place!
Here is my grandpa, Gardner Cowles, done by Andy Warhol years ago, 1977. I think it is housed at the National Gallery of art in DC