New work, abstracts.

Introducing linoblock prints into my work has become a bit of a game changer for me.  I keep finding new ways to incorporate them into the big dress pieces, but more and more I am working with them alone.  I love the layers and the shifts in color.  Here are a couple "fresh" ones.

 

 

 

 

 

 

They aren't very big, just 12" x 16" but I hope to be doing some larger, and much larger pieces soon.

Do Good

Ok, here I am just laying it out here.  This is the story.  After umpteen dozen years of applying to the Winter Park Sidewalk Arts Festival, this year I was (finally) accepted.  I am still pretty sure someone miscounted something somewhere, but I am going anyway.

A few weeks ago I received an email from the show that said in addition to the wads of prize money they already have at this show, there will be one late addition.  The Edyth Bush Charitable Foundation is sponsoring an "Art of Philanthropy" purchase award in celebration of their 40th anniversary.  The award is $5000 and the chosen piece will be on permanent display at the Edyth Bush Charitable Foundation in Winter Park.

Now, to put this into perspective, I don't think I have ever made a piece in hopes of going for a singular award, ever.  It is just too big of a long shot, and usually the prospectus just isn't a good fit.  But this one struck a chord right away.  Before I knew it I had images of some variation of Girl Scouts, or Campfire Girls, going through my head.  Collecting badges for acts of generosity, in spirit and otherwise.

So I started carving "badges" out of linoleum, "helping hands" and "good eggs" and such, and watching the piece come together.  What started out as a "Girl Scout" somehow developed the look of a heavily sponsored race car driver.  But I am good with that, sometimes philanthropy needs a little horsepower behind it.

So here she is, Scott will frame her this afternoon, and she will be heading South tomorrow.  What is likely to happen?  Well, nothing.  Here I am setting the bar sky high, telling the world that I am actually tossing my hat into the ring.  But truthfully, this is a show filled with bad-assed super talented folks.  I may well get a pat on the shoulder, and an "attagirl."  And I will have to suck it up, and tell y'all that I didn't win.  But I'm going to do it anyway.  If you follow me on Facebook, you will be the first to know, and I'll try to post a picture of the winning piece, mine or not. 

In the meantime, this weeks collection of (elle)ements are versions of her badges.  You can see them as I post them at www.elleements.blogspot.com

Fingers crossed.

Percolating

Just so you know, I haven't forgotten about you all. This is probably my busiest time of year, the spring shows are just cranking up, my summer schedule is falling into place, and things are percolating in the studio.   The red dress below has been just dragging its feet to completion. It's been through the whole gamut, from a great new idea, to turned face against the wall for a while. It is back on track, hopefully I'll be able to post it as complete soon. 

Then over on my desk is a little piece promised by Monday, and the bottom part of another biggie that I want to have ready for my next show in Winter Park. Oh crap, I just realized that is less than a week away now. Seriously, I should be painting, not talking about it. 

And the bottom picture is the rest of the piece that goes with the blue diamond pattern above. And a couple of little groups of (elle)ements that I am putting the finishing touches on before I pack and ship them. Yes, I get one up every day, but it doesn't always have the final coat of shiny, or it's edges painted black, sorry to burst your bubble.

 

Maybe I can catch up on blog posts in between shows next week, we are going from Winter Park FL straight over to Houston TX.  We might even stop in New Orleans along the way?  Oh, and if you haven't heard about the (elle)ement blog before now, head on over to www.elleements.blogspot.com  I put up a shiny new (ready or not) piece every day, Monday-Friday.

Some days

Some days you just have to stop and regroup.  My work space has become a sea of floaty little bits of paper, wine glasses, and general crud.  I wanted to jump in the van, drive to Atlanta and buy another gallon of goo so I could keep up the momentum.  But I decided to take my own advice, save some mileage on the van, and some room on the credit card, and make do. 

So I am tidying, filing, and cleaning.  I try to keep all the lino block prints I make somewhat organised.  Although you probably wouldn't expect to find a filing cabinet in a studio, I have one.  Stuffed full with photos and text, and wads of prints somewhat organised by color, it is an unexpected, but handy tool.

Now it is time to get back out there and make more.  I am loving working on this body of work, but a larger dress piece now uses dozens upon dozens of prints.  Pulled one at a time, allowed to dry, trimmed and sorted.  The pile above, shows a bare minimum needed to have plenty of possibilities available when putting together a piece.  So rather than hopping in the van I am going to start inking and printing, and hanging prints to dry.  Just getting ready for the next big push.

Make do.

I was puttering away in the studio last night, thinking.  I often work late at night, until midnight or later.  I find there are fewer distractions, no phone calls, it's too dark to see what needs weeding.  And one thing struck me, what I would have told myself as a 20 year old who wanted to be an artist.  Aside from the obvious, "just paint, you need to paint at least 100 bad paintings before they start getting good" was the other thought...make do.

Early in my "career" I worked in an art supply store.  It was the perfect place for me to be.  It opened doors to other artists, classes, supplies, information on framing.  A thousand good things came from that job.  But one thing that it also did was surround me with bright shiny arty things.  Bundles of pencil crayons in pretty boxes, beautiful hand rolled pastels from France, x-acto knives in stylish containers.  I had an employee discount and I used it.  But now, 25 years later, I have learned to make do. 

If I were starting again, I would still buy a few good things, that expensive aluminum ruler they made me buy in college?  Still have it.  Paint?  Even to the chagrin to some artist friends I still buy top of the line paints, papers, and canvas.  But the other stuff?  Meh.

Now I buy packs of cheap brushes that cost about the same as one gleaming russet colored beauty.  I have dropped the x-acto knife for a hardware store knife, and when I've lost that, a single edged razor blade works perfectly well, and you can buy them by the hundreds.  Rather than buying expensive pre-printed papers to collage with, I make my own with tissue from old dress patterns, for free.  The pencil you found in the back of the drawer works about as well as the sparkly new one at the art supply store.  A palette? A chunk of tempered glass from a yard sale and old yogurt cups.

Make do, make it part of the process.  It's a sure fire way to avoid the "sameness" so common in the art world.  Let the creative part start from the beginning.

New Year, new thoughts, new work

There is something about this time of year that pushes me to change.  To try again, reinvent, give it another go.  It is probably a simple question of timing, and schedule.  Generally from the first of Feburary through mid November, shows come and go at a pretty even clip.  A show every other weekend, sometimes every weekend, doesn't leave much time in between to just think.  But winter time does, and this winter is no different. 

 

Linoleum block prints are something that I learned how to do sometime in the 9th or 10th grade, I would have been around 15.  I have come back around to them more times than I can count.  An image is carved into a sheet of what's called battleship linoleum.  It is grey, sort of a hard rubbery surface about the thickness of cardboard.  A reductive printmaking method, everything carved away with a razor sharp gouge stays white and clean, and what is left behind picks up the ink and transfers to paper.  The image needs to be carved in a mirror image of what you want. 

 

For a few years, this was my main squeeze, printing small multiple color editions.  Following the rules, (and there are many) of a good print.  Throwing away all the mistakes, the missteps in color, the misses in proper registration, and the "doinks."  Doink is a word I invented for the the little blemishes, the bits of dust, the parts that didn't take ink evenly.  This is the perfect medium for a perfectionist to revel in, to find fault in, to discard mistakes.

 

But this past year, I have found a way to enjoy the carving, enjoy the printing, and find a lot of joy in the imperfections.  The carving is still tight, and slow, but I love that part, and the printing is a joy.  Rather than expensive cotton rag paper from France, I print on wadded up wrinkled dress patterns.  I change colors mid stream, I look for lap marks and wrinkles, and doinks.  This is what I get...

 

 

And they look rather pretty drying in the window...

 

I have been using them to create repeating patterns in my dress pieces for the past year or so.  But this winter I have started working without the dress.  Just enjoying the combination of paint and print.  Collaging, and painting over with layers of transparent washes, and opaque paint.  This is the most recent piece to come off the easel...

 

 

Now it is time to pull the pieces together, to work on a dress, to find the story.  All I can say for sure at this point is there is a piece in the studio incorporating all these things.  It is still in the beginning, and as with all of my pieces, I'm sot exactly sure what it will be when it is finished, I'm not even sure I will be able to make it work.  But I am trying, I am giving it another go...

 

And you'll all be the first to know if I pull it off.  Until then, if you are enjoying the process, take a look at my newest blog, www.elleements.blogspot.com  I am posting a new little piece every day.  Y'know just to kill a little time waiting for the next big piece.

Blog Juggling

Yes, I have started another blog!  This is a daily blog featuring one or more of my (elle)ement series each day.  You can find it at: http://elleements.blogspot.com/ I hope you'll take a look.

It's been awfully quiet around here...

Well, I've sorta gone off the deep end. 

If you've been familiar with my work for any time at all, you probably know that I am easily taken down a new path.  Maybe not completely new, but I am switching things up a bit.  You know how the linoleum block prints on the dress paintings came to be the little (elle)ement series?  Well now the (elle)ements have expanded, and grown.  A new group of layered abstract collages have been percolating in my head, and now are starting to come together.

This is a terrible photo, but have no fear, I'll start posting good ones soon.  If you live close by, many of these pieces are having their first wander into the public eye at our Annual Christmas Show at United Bank in Jackson, GA.  And a handful of others are at The Swan Coach House Gallery in Atlanta.

Now if you are feeling the urge to grab me by the shoulders and ask about the dress paintings, have no fear.  You'll be able to find me and the big dresses at several shows this Winter and Spring.  And I am pretty sure this layered abstract look will find it's way into new dress paintings.  I am looking forward to seeing where this all goes!

Once I have these babies back in my hands, I'll get some good photographs taken and get them up for you to see.  So stay tuned!

Did you know?

Did you know?  It seems to be such common knowledge around here, but you, sweet folks I meet here and there at shows may not know.  That fella that helps drive the van, (when he's in either the driver's or passenger's seat) the one who helps set up the tent, and the walls, and keeps my art show neighbors entertained.  That guy?  Well, he's a pretty good painter too.  My other half, my go to guy, actually is a pretty big deal. 

Scott is a signature member and Past President of both the Georgia and Southern Watercolor Societies.  His work can be found in private and corporate collections in the U.S., Canada, France, Australia, and a few other places.  He doesn't show at outdoor festivals much anymore, as his commissions keep him busy enough at home.  But next weekend is an exception!  Next weekend, I'll be helping him drive the van, and set up his tent and be his go to gal and all that stuff. 

Come and see us on Saturday, October 6th at The Bluff Park Art Festival in Birmingham, Alabama.  If that is too far to drive, you could catch a glimpse of his work on our Etsy page.  I've just put some fresh work up, check it out at http://www.etsy.com/shop/TheSpringGallery?ref=si_shop

What I did today.

I didn't plan to paint a still life.  I just walked out to the studio.  I have been finishing up a commission, which got temporarily sidelined, and somehow I just veered off course. 

My big pieces have elements of still life in many of them. I used to paint them all the time, so it's not particularly shocking that a lemon and pear wound up on my drawing board.  And I have a pretty good idea why.  Those of you who know me will understand a need for something simple after the last couple of weeks.  So here is what I did today, and last night.  Two pieces of equal size, 8" square, on canvas.

I have put them up on Etsy, you can see them, and other work here   Remember to bookmark the page, so you can check back, as I plan to add something new daily.

Here they are, Still life on Dirty Drawing Board, done last night.  And Still Life on Fleur Des Lis, otherwise known as what I did today.