Collages: Mine and Others

My collage series, Six by Six, has blossomed to 25 mixed media collages.

Here are my latest two:

Six by Six, Number 24, 2010

intaglio, screenprint

6" x 6"

Six by Six, Number 25, 2010

intaglio, screenprint

6" x 6"

I'm inspired to continue making collages due to two recent discoveries: First, a new book published this month by Lark Books (the publisher of my screenprinting book) called

Masters: Collage - Major Works by Leading Artists. The book features the collage works of 40 artists, each with an eight page spread including examples and text about the artist. The book is juried by Randel Plowman.

Randel Plowman's blog, A Collage a Day, is my second inspiring discovery. He makes and posts a new 4" x 4" collage daily, each available for sale. His work is terrific!

Father's Day, 2010

Happy Father's Day to my wonderful bonus Dad, Robert V. Shuff.

I love you!

Francisco Toledo: A Favorite Mexican Artist

Bird with Shadow, 1999

Etching/Metal, 8" x 5"

Francisco Toledo

Self-Portrait IV, 1999

Etching/Metal 13" x 10"

Francisco Toledo

I love the rich fluidity of his work. These examples are etchings; Toledo creates profound images with gouache, too. I got to see some favorites again this week at the Museum of Latin American Art, where they are on view in a permanent collection show.

And - just discovered - he has a website: http://www.franciscotoledo.net

A Great Read

Just finished this wonderful novel written from the perspective of a dog and recommend it to you. My favorite sentence comes toward the end and makes sense in context: "I love Denny so much." Such a perfect expression of doggie love. So pure, so sweet.

Felipe Ehrenberg at The Museum of Latin American Art

Traci Durfee, Jamie Kivisto, Roger O'Leary-Archer and I met at MOLAA this afternoon to see the show of work by this Mexican artist.What an exciting exhibition! He worked in all media: sculpture, stenciling, hand printing with vintage stamps, painting, drawing, photocopying, book making, and adding imagery to found papers. We were all jazzed by what we saw and the ideas we got from his work. Off to our studios for all of us!

I'm Home From Kansas

I'd forgotten how beautiful Kansas is in early summer. A lush landscape of rolling hills covered in rich green grasses, flowering trees and wildflowers. And then, beginning at dusk, the sparkling light of millions of fireflies.

On Monday, I left Oswego in my rental car to drive south to the airport in Tulsa for my flight home. It was a two hour stint and heavy rain fell the entire time. That was value added, as far as I was concerned. Somehow, rain gives an added depth to all that color.

From Oswego, I took Highway 59 through Chetopa and across the state line into Oklahoma. Then through Welch, Pyramid Corners and Vinita, where I turned onto Route 66. Yes, the Historic Route 66. It took me through White Oak, Chelsea, Bushyhead, Foyil, Sequoyah and Claremore. Outside Claremore, I turned onto Route 266 which headed straight toward the airport.

Along the way I saw longhorn cattle, buffalo, llamas, donkeys, horses with new colts, chickens, pigs, barbed wire fences, white picket fences, old hand built stone fences, corn fields, wheat fields, soy bean fields, large vegetable gardens, many clumps of wild orange lillies, tall grasses, and short grasses. Most of the time, I was in sight of another car or two on the road. Sometimes not.

The drive was a special interlude between there and here.

Driving in Circles (Zigs and Zags, Actually)

Eighteen Amish families have migrated to rural southeast Kansas from Pennsylvania within the last three years. They've built homes, cleared land for farming, started gardens and opened stores. Southeast Kansans are excited to have new people and activity in the area and, during this trip, we heard all about the growing community. So on Saturday afternoon, we decided to go see things for ourselves. We knew only that the settlement is located near Bartlett, which is about ten miles from Oswego.

We headed toward Bartlett with my aunt Janet as navigator. She has lived in this area all her life and knows it well. In that sense, we were in good hands. However, Janet has a well-deserved reputation as, let's just say, a fine giver of vague directions. For example: "Go that way and in a while there will be a funny looking tree after a curve and then you turn when you see a barn."

So, we were hopeful we'd find the Amish community but not confident. Janet directed us out of town via a gravel road and we zigzagged from one rural crossroad to another looking for the specific road Janet knew would get us there. "I think I'll remember the name of it when I see the sign," said Janet. The fact that some roads weren't marked - certainly not Janet's fault - became a compounding factor in our lengthening adventure.

At long last, we spotted a house with a horse and buggy out front and no motorized vehicle in sight. Bingo! We'd found an edge of the Amish Community. Soon, we discovered a plant nursery and general store where we enjoyed visiting with some of the new Kansans.

As we left for home, Janet said, "Hmmmm. I think we should go that way," and pointed across a field. Fortunately, at the next crossroad, Karyn (who was driving) saw the sign for Altamont Road, which told her everything she needed to know to get us home. It was a great afternoon.