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Counting, 2012
From the Memory Loss series
ink, found paper, screenprint, collage
5" x 6"

A Big Welcome to Stone Rose Gallery

The huge crowd spilled out into the street last night at the inaugural exhibition for the new Stone Rose Gallery in Long Beach, owned by artist Michiel Daniels. It was the place to be.

Stone Rose Gallery's first show is a stunning one: Large scale paintings by Maggie Lowe Tennesen shimmer under the Gallery's spot lights.

Marilyn, Here's One for You!

My friend, Marilyn, who lives in Nashville, loves yard sales and zeros in on the best finds. She and her daughters recently participated in the annual Longest Yard Sale near Nashville, which she covered in a recent post on her blog, Harpethview.com. The blog is terrific and covers a wide range of good topics, from yard sales to politics to gingerbread houses.

So, Marilyn, I thought you'd enjoy Joe's finds from this morning's swap:

Vintage wood spindles of wire... a box of 30 like these.

A cute kitty mug, great for morning coffee.

Two big cow bells. Now we can keep track of Sophie.

Four gorgeous Mexican cooking bowls.

The Anatomy of a Print

I've been storing a bag of dried bulbs, waiting for inspiration, which came the other day. The following five pictures show the bulbs arranged on white paper. Such beautiful lines, shapes, and compositions.

This grouping suggests a nest, which gave me an idea for a screenprint to add to the Memory Loss series.

Using photoshop, I turned the nest-like image into a high contrast black and white image on transparency so that I could burn a screen.  Above, you see the resulting image printed in a dark brown. 

A variation of the nest image became layer two, seen by itself above.

Here is a third variation.

The edition of screenprints began with  the three layers printed on top of each other, as you see above. A final layer in black was added to give the nest image more clarity. The stencil used for printing the black layer was built from a pencil line drawing. After completing the nest, I handprinted a poinsettia leaf on each print and added watercolor to it. The poinsettia leaf has been used as metaphor for memory loss throughout the series. Finally, I'll add encaustic to the surface. This will yellow the paper a bit, give it a leather-like surface and make it look old. I have to wait a few weeks before completing this step because the waterbased inks I've used throughout the image building process will smear if they are not thoroughly dry.

Stylin'

Hey! My new fuchsia bathing suit arrived today. I'll match the cutie on the beach below! We're da bombs.

Another Saturday Round About

I wish my friend, Pam, and her dog, Kenzie, could have joined me on my neighborhood walk in cool and breezy weather this morning. They've been suffering the midwestern heat spell and their usual walks in the park have been few and far between.

The highlight this morning was an adorable mural painted on an empty storefront window along Atlantic Avenue. I love the exuberance! Here it is, in three parts:

At the end, I noticed these large gorgeous pots in our alley that somebody left for free pick up. Yippee! Right place and right time - they are now ours.

On Being Rude

My printmaking classes for fall semester, like many others at LBCC, filled up in the first three weeks of registration and now include huge wait lists. But because class sizes were increased for the fall, perhaps as a way to help alleviate difficulties due to the budget cuts caused by the California financial crisis, I have too many students enrolled as it is. I don't plan to add anyone to my introductory screenprinting class.

This situation is frustrating for all of us.

In this climate, I am experiencing something new as a teacher. I'm getting rude, threatening e-mails from students who can't get into my class. They seem to think all this is my fault and that I'm targeting them personally.

What are they thinking? That I'll respond to their rudeness by happily giving them a seat in my classroom? Why would anyone think it is fine to send a rude and threatening e-mail to a teacher because the class is full?

Commemorating Dance

Artist Jim McMullan created these four new USPS forever stamps in honor of dancers Isadora Duncan,  Katherine Dunham, Bob Fosse and Jose Limon. The new stamps are now available.

With Pockets for Everything, Even a Marigold

I received a wonderful present from my friend and neighbor, Carol, who I met last semester when she took my screenprinting class. We discovered a few months into it that we live just three blocks apart. Along with being one of the best students, Carol was one of the most stylish, always wearing a gorgeous apron. Turns out she made it, herself, in about an hour. She's a world class seamstress who has been at it for years.

Carol has stopped by my studio a few times this summer to chat and share progress reports on the screenprinting she's been doing at home since school's been out. Yesterday she stopped by with a present: a beautiful handmade apron with FIVE pockets! She insists it is to be worn, not framed. Well... ok, Carol. I will. But it'll take a while to get comfortable with getting this work of art dirty. Today I'm wearing it with another apron on top.

Recycling

On a recent neighborhood walk, I saw a piece of trash on the side walk. Does it look like a fish to you? It did to me, so I took a picture.

In photoshop, I began to play with the image by increasing contrast and strengthening some of the textural qualities. 

Then I added a clearer fish eye and mouth by hand with a black pen on a printout of the image.

Here is the final version of my from-trash-to-fish recycling project.

Late Bloomer

I can't remember the name of this succulent because it has more than five syllables. The plant, which we call "Minnie," blooms occasionally for just one night. The gorgeous bloom lasts into the morning before wilting when the sun gets hot.

We inherited Minnie from friends who hosted impromptu parties on Minnie's blooming nights. When they moved into a condominium, they passed Minnie on to us. We haven't continued the party tradition, but we should.

A Fun Little Project

During lulls in my "big art" schedule in the studio these days, I've been making journals from vintage book covers, filling them with pages made from printmaking paper scraps and portions of old prints. Here, I'm embellishing a few of the blank pages for one book with a little trim along the top.

I cut the flower motif from soft erasure block. Above, I've just inked and printed the block (which you can see in two pieces in the middle of the shot) onto one of the loose book pages.

The printed sheets mimic the top portion of the wall paper in the background of the print, seen here, which will serve as the title page. The just-printed pages will be chapter headings with blank sheets in between. The book can be used for a journal, sketchbook, to keep a history of projects in progress, or anything.

New From My Studio

My new Memory Loss series uses poinsettia plants as metaphor. In this case, I've replaced bird wings with torn poinsettia leaves.

Here is the full version of Memory Loss (3). It is hard to see well because it is long and narrow and the photo is taken with my simple point and shoot.

Memory Loss (3), 2012

ink, watercolor, encaustic

Here is a detail, perhaps easier to see:

Memory Loss (3), detail

2012

And here is one I finished earlier, easier to see because, as a vertical piece, it can be enlarged so much more here. Both works are similar dimensions, 10" x 30."

Memory Loss (2), 2012
ink, watercolor, pencil, collage, encaustic

Among Friends

At least a hundred people attended Slater Barron's annual Garden Party yesterday. For Long Beach's community of artists and friends, her event has been held every July for probably twenty years. This year's gathering was especially fun. The weather was perfect, Slater's garden was inspiring, conversations covered the gamut.  

The group sitting in the geranium corner: Jim, Pma, John, Joe, John and Alice

Sue Ann, a book artist, wears a book necklace.

The remains of the day.

Hello Again

Hi! I've been out of touch here. It has been a busy few weeks due to a very active work schedule (my part time community college counseling "day job") and my desire to rush into the studio the moment I get home. 

I'm working on a slew of art projects concurrently and taking pictures as I go. An exciting time and I'll report on all that soon.

But let me play catch up with Joe's swap finds, which have been interesting and numerous over the past few weeks. I do think his good eye, creative instincts, and eclectic sensibilities are at their best as he digs down into big boxes of grimy junk at the swapmeets held weekly all over SoCal.

A twelve inch square ceramic tile, vibrant in color and detail. It's beautiful.

A collection of vintage rubber stamp letters for me! I've got many, but can never have enough.

And a whole box of fresh oil pastels. Oh boy!

A graceful Japanese wooden box. It was used as a type of purse, with fasteners for the strap on each end. I know it has a name; maybe my friend, Toshio, will read this and enlighten me....

A space alien. Joe has a collection of identical space aliens in a variety of sizes. He is very enthusiastic about it; I'm not so appreciative.

A handsome man with a broken arm. Since he is made of wood, we can help him heal.

A gorgeous collage of hand-painted paper on bark attached to cloth. I think it is from India but there are no identifying marks that we can find.

From the same source, a companion piece which is hand painted on what is a cloth-like paper. The detail is intricate and stunning.

A framed serigraph which Sophie likes, too. By Max Hayslette, this one is number 227 of an edition of 375. The Certificate of Authenticity on the back indicates that it was printed with 103 layers of color. Wow! That means the squeegee was pulled 38,625 times to create the entire edition of prints. 

And last, but certainly not least, is this pastel drawing on construction paper by Danny, completed in 1972. We love it!

Our Possum Hotel

Joe and I returned from our trip to check on my stepfather (who is doing well, thank you) to find our house had gone through a big change. It had become home to quite a few orphaned baby possums.

Sophie isn't copping to it, but we know he is guilty. This is not the first time.

We figure they made their entrances through the cat door with gentle nudges from their host. Then Sophie led the way to his food tray, and it was party-hardy for the time we were gone.

Sophie loves possums, big or small.

We like possums, too, but outside is close enough.

The survivors are back in the yard now. Two didn't make it (guess how we figured that out!) and their bodies have now received a proper burial.

Tsukioka Yoshitoshi in Pasadena

Had a great visit recently to Pacific Asia Museum in Pasadena with my friend Roger O'Leary Archer. We were there to see the exhibit of woodblock prints by Tsukioka Yoshitoshi. The show is terrific.

A view of the inner courtyard at the Museum.

Moon: Ichikawa Sansho as Kezori Kuemon, 1890

Tsukioka Yoshitoshi

 His work is full of innovative patterning and unique compositions that mix realism with abstraction. 

ROAR!