01 March 2012
so that book that i talked about? there's a show for all of us that were used in the book at artstream studios.... help celebrate the launch of art lab for kids... exciting to be with such good friends and artists. i love thinking about my work being in the same room with those listed ! the show opens on saturday - and i wish i had a teleporter to go to new hampshire to check it out - but i'm sure i'll at least get to see photos.
i sent this piece. it's an interpretation of the migration of the chestnut tiger butterfly - which roams all around japan and all of asia.
i don't consider myself a "photo realist" in any sense of the word but i'd be lying if i didn't say i had a hint of delight when i used a pin to place this butterfly. for a spit second it felt almost real [although i wouldn't want to pin any real butterflies]... i couldn't help but think of gwen - i wonder if she's ever seen a chestnut butterfly in person.
so to let the cat out of the bag - the whole next show is about migration. loosely and tightly. all kinds. i'll let your mind wander around that and i'll show you how i mean once that show is up. i'm getting butterflies in my stomach ... solo show. a lot to do. not sure how the work will be received. blah blah blah. but this piece - how can you not like the metaphor of the butterfly? and this one is more personal as i begin to delve into 1/2 of my ancestral past.
here it is framed. i keep trying to play with how i frame work - having things float above and elements of drawing go from the paper to the mat. if i HAVE to frame the work i might as well be super conscious and involved in the process right? right.
and a moment of beauty. i blurted out once that i can spend my whole day wandering around looking for some moment of beauty - or something that makes me pause. and then i feel the day is successful. well. i didn't feel today was entirely successful as i futzed around sewing and wasting time on one thing after another instead of doing what i should have been doing. but i did spy this:
buckets of crayon scraps color sorted.
and truth be told i did forget about all my problems as i oohed and ahhed for just one second.
happy friday and weekend to you.