This body of work began sometime in the mid 1990's, as an experiment, seeing if I could adhere a dress to a canvas and create a painting over all the textures. "Dress painting" is a term I came up with to explain these when I simply couldn't think of anything better. Over the years they have evolved, with new elements of collage being added. Dress patterns, photographs, and embroidery all appear from time to time, as well as lino block prints, rubber stamps and gold leaf. I will use this space to explore the beginnings of this series, as well as showing my latest work. If the piece is available for sale you'll find the price at the bottom. Free shipping in the U.S. Contact me at kallencole@aol.com to purchase.

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Sunday, January 3, 2016

New Year, new thoughts.

It's that time of year where I unwillingly find myself confronting all the New Year's traps.  Looking back at all the successes and failures of 2015.  Trying to figure out what went wrong, and what went right.  I say I don't make New Years Resolutions, but I kinda do.  They are the standard ones, I'll be more organised, get more exercise, convince myself I'm going to make better work, better business decisions, read more... oh, and stop procrastinating.

Of course few of these things stick, by February I am hunting for paperwork, drying paintings with a blow dryer, and my only reading seems to be articles online.

Maybe this year will be different, I've tidied the studio, made to do lists, I've even made some work already.  I have applied to all the shows I want to be in between now and July.  Yup, applications ore often due 6-7 months before the show.

Speaking of, this coming week is a big one.  One of the big Accept/Reject weeks.  The week that many of the sweet summer shows that I really want to be in start sending out the results from the jury process.  That sweet little *ping* in my inbox either reads...Congratulations!  Or, We regret to inform you...  I open all these emails with one eye closed, just to soften the blow.  It doesn't work worth a shit, but I do it anyway.

These little *pings* are what decide where I will be driving to this summer, they also decide which of my friends are going to be there, and whether I will have a roommate, if he or she makes the cut.  It feels like a total crap shoot much of the time.  But if it's good, it's great.  And with any luck at all I'll be able to write my calendar in ink, and update my schedule online.

Fingers crossed.

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