Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Saturday, October 1, 2011
|Marker and Highlighter with White out tape on chipboard|
Thursday, September 29, 2011
|Created on the iPad in iDraw???|
Thanks Mr.G for getting this image from the iPad to my email. I seriously wanted to punch it in the face last night so I couldn't have done it without you. ox
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
|Scrap paper - ball point pen|
Friday, September 23, 2011
The parameters are as follows:
Draw a cow every day.
Use only materials that are on hand.
Time limit: 15-20 minutes.
Post finished image on blog. (The good, the bad and the really bad.)
Here is today's cow drawing:
|Post-it note - sharpie & liquid white out|
Not a great picture I realize but it's from my phone. Actually, you can expect this kind of terrible quality for most of these posts because I don't have a camera anymore. I have a SUPER FANCY AWESOME camera that is mostly used by my husband and never with me when I need it. Therefore you will have to live with this until I get my own little point-and-shoot.
Oh! Feel free to join the fun if you'd like.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
My thesis work was using negative space as a vehicle to communicate emotion. It literally set the stage. When I reflect back on this now it sounds kind of sad but it wasn't that way in my head.
Anyway, I was reading some of my favorite art blogs today and noticed that Hiroshi Sugimoto has new work up at the Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art. His work is so lovely. His images are clean, present and, at times, empty. Take that for whatever it's worth because this is my opinion.
His new work is images of ligtning. COMPLETELY BEAUTIFUL.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
The world isn't going to end if you have class from 1:30 to 5:30 on Friday's. Believe me, you aren't binge drinking and making poor decisions until well after 10pm. Get. A. Grip. Life sucks when you become an adult and have responsibilities. Just be happy your "work day" ends at 5:30. Never mind the fact that you don't have class on Monday....AT ALL. When I was your age I had two studio classes back to back on Mondays from 8:30 in the morning until 9:30 at night. I also had class every Friday AND I was commuting 45minutes one way on a train.
Guess what I call that time now. Vacation. I'll be paying for that vacation many years from now and dang it...it was worth every penny. So put a sock in it lazy bones and go make a camera out of a coffee can while I sit at a desk and extract data.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Recently, some young folks in my office were talking about how much they wanted to have a baby. By young I mean under 25. All I could think of was this:
Again, its not that I don't love and adore and enjoy my boy but WOW It's hard taking care of a baby. My advice to those reading this without children and under the age of 30....wait. Wait until you are at least 30. Enjoy your youth and freedom. Do what you want whenever you want to do it. Then hunker down and start your family while your back can still manage to pick up a 25 pound toddler. At 30, you can do that. Plus you'll be WAY more mature.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
I brought it in to replace a larger piece on my office wall. Anyway, he said: "This painting is lovely. Is it new? You should paint more." To which I replied, "No, its older and I would LOVE to paint more if I didn't have to work all day and then go home and take care of a toddler." Oh if only I had the time and money, my friend. My ass would have work in the Whitney Biennial by now.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
At least its educational. Why am I defending myself?
Yup, still feeling guilty. Being a mom sure is challenging. What's the super story answer?
Friday, August 5, 2011
Aren't they cute?!!! Aaaagaaagggggggaaaaaggggghaaahhhhgghh. - That's my typed drooling impression of Homer Simpson. Besides these cute little mounds of sugary goodness we had a bear mobile made out of recycled magazines, paper lanterns with paper flowers on twigs, cute little cake pops (below) in a tea pot,bright colored fabrics on the tables, an Asian-style canister with fortunes from everyone and a large helping of baby presents. I'm certain we rocked her world hardcore.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Well, ok...I don't cook. I don't actually do the laundry anymore either. Come to think of it, what do I do??? Oh yeah, I take care of a baby and clean the house and work to pay bills. I digress.
I think that given the opportunity to be a housewife I could rise to the occasion. Like I would do the laundry and stuff. I do know how. I digress again.
What I am attempting to say here is that I make all of these valiant attempts to sew things. Mr. G bought me a sewing machine for Christmas one year and I was so amped about it I started making these owl door stoppers and random stuffed animal kinda thingys. Anyway, whenever I am in a situation where I need a gift I always decide to make something. Because I'm an artist and I pressure myself into thinking that is what everyone expects from me. Besides, I start off thinking its going to be fun and usually it is; however when said occasion occurs and I choose to sew, it inevitably turns into a disaster. I don't know how to sew. I know I learned how to sew AND how to use a sewing machine in sixth grade home economics but shit...I'm in my thirties now and I can't remember how to do the things I was taught then!!! I can't even add correctly. (That's a whole different post.) I digress yet again.
As a maker of things and not at all a functional math lovin' carpenter I don't measure twice cut once. I always do that backwards and then I have to start over. I will say that I typically get it right the second time. I'm a late bloomer. I believe sewing requires some skill and patience which I feel going into each project I have. But my skillz, wha-what?, is not in the sewing department its in the creative-make-it-up-as-you-go-along department. HELL YEAH!!! High five??!! No? Ok, so you can see where this is going. I decide what to make, I cut things, I start to sew and then realize I did it all backwards or that I started at step two instead of step one. I get frustrated and toss the whole thing in a basket where is sadly lives (??disappears??) for many years. Currently I am working on such a project. I HAVE to get it right. I can't give up because I'm poor and need to make this super awesome fantastic gift for a friend. I wonder if I offer to cook and do the laundry for a week Mr. G would measure twice and cut once for me. Hmm....
Monday, July 11, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
Apologies for not posting in over a week. In my mind I had written two other posts but the computer didn't read my mind and magically type it up for me so it never happened. Someone should invent that. Wait. No. If that really happened I would wish it didn't and then be all whatastupidideamylifeisruined.
Now then, let's talk some trash, shall we?
I have a baby. Well, he's a little over one now but I still consider him a baby. Babies make life a bit more complicated.* For instance, we had a leak in our bathroom in April which turned into a total bathroom overhaul. Not a bad thing since that bathroom had not been touched in over 15 years and it was looking mighty sad. The problem lies in having time to actually do all the work. My AMAZING husband is super handy so he basically did it all. I helped by making design choices and painting. How in the world would he survive without me?! Anyway, a project like this for Mr. G and I would typically take a few weeks. We are the overly eager get it done kinda people. BUT because we have a baby it took us two months. TWO MONTHS! Truthfully, it's not completely done because "we" still have to make a door for this built in shelf thingy but its now a functioning bathroom. I am happy with the end result I just wish there was a way we could multi-task so these kinds of projects wouldn't take so long. You can't do that with a baby. You can try. You will fail. Sorry but it's true and if anyone tells you its possible they are lying. LIAR!
Meh. I love my little baby so I'm not upset. I am merely amazed at the difference he makes in my life. Things that used to take little time to do now take much longer. Things that used to be important suddenly become almost meaningless. It's hard to adjust to life with a child. It's easy to forget what life was like before it too. When all is said and done I'm happy to share my time and energy with him because renovating the bathroom just isn't as fun as a dance party in the kitchen.
*After I had my son I suffered from postpartum depression. It was agony. When I came back to work I began writing a sarcastic response to all of the weekly emails I kept getting from the various baby websites. I wanted to write a more realistic verison of what to expect. I never actually blogged any of it but perhaps one day I will share with y'all.
Friday, July 1, 2011
Thursday, June 30, 2011
This evening I hope to start illustrating a children's book. Don't get too excited my friends. It's really a book for babies. Very simple. Lots of negative space which I am VERY fond of and use often. Think cute little animals and less than 20 words. I'm not the start big kinda gal. I have restraint which is probably the reason it took me so long to commit to a blog.
I will load photos of the progress as it happens so you can follow me on this creative journey. Stay tuned...