Thursday, November 18, 2010
Halloweeeen
Saturday, October 2, 2010
New Layout!
Sunday, September 26, 2010
BWAC's "Lineage" Opening
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Quick note about Lineage
For "Lineage" I'm exhibiting my Preservation of Heritage series, and am now rooting through some of my mother's family photos. Here are some gems I found, ones that I might use in future work.
"Russell paid us a surprise visit"
Yes, that's a flamethrower.
Friday, June 11, 2010
BWAC success and Euro Adventure
In Paris I went back to the Musee d'Orsay. A lot of the museum is under construction and some key pieces are not on display. However it made up for it with the insanly awesome exhibit "Crime and Punishment." the exhibit had paintings depicting various crimes (ie. the Death of Marat), an actual guillitine, paintings by prisoners in jail, drawings and plans of the Panopticon jail preposed by Breton. Crime scene photographs, death masks of criminals, penny dreadfuls and posters and newspapers including woodcuts of horrible headlines. It was morbid and awesome, extremely powerful and kind of gross all at once. I definitely reccomment paying the extra euro or two to go see it if you're in Paris.
Amsterdam had the most museums I wanted to go to, The Van Gogh Museum, the Rembrandt House and Museum and the Rijksmuseum. All were amazing I mean the Rijksmuseum had a ton of Rembrandts including the Night Watch, Vermeer, Hals and other Dutch masters. The Van Gogh museum was great, as expected but the Rembranthouse was a lot of fun. It was pretty cool to see his studio and his bed and everything, they also have galleries. They had a great show on early Dutch photography and they had a room with a selection of Rembrant's prints.
Bruges was really beautiful and ridiculously picturesque. I feel like nobody actually lives in Bruges except fairies and unicorns. Bruges had the Groeninge Museum, interesting colloction of local medieval artists and even Belgian modern artists. The Memling Museum in the Hospital of Saint John completely blew me away. The paintinfs and various artefacts from its days as a hospital were fascinating, the Memling museum was amazing, and they had on loan from the Groeninge Museum one of Bosh's famous altarpieces. all of this in a church-like setting, for kids they had medieval coloring books set up on drawing horses with colored pencils. The were scenes from the bible and scenes from the hospital, it was kind of great coloring in Nuns taking care of maimed people. In the upstairs there was this very powerful exhibition by an artist in residence on the "foundlings" since St. Johns was also a foundling hospital.
All in all the museums in Belguim, Amsterdam and Paris were a ton of fun, I prpbably spent 70 euros in postcards and another 40 in Museum entrance fees but it was well worth it!
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
New Work! Continuing on the Labors
I'm finally finished with The Labors of Hercules Series! YAY!!! Now here comes the important part YOU ALL have to come join me for the "Nailed" opening at BWAC this Saturday (May 8th) at 1pm. 499 Van Brunt Street (right near Fairway by the Water Taxi in Redhook Bklyn)
You'll get to see the Labors Series, some black and white photographs as well as some other works on wood that were hand picked by the BWAC curators. I was initially only supposed to get one panel but they liked my work so much they asked me to bring in a variety of other work and now I definitely have 3 panels and possibly one more.
I'm really excited, and I worked my butt of the past couple of weeks preparing for it, so without delay here's a preview of the new works that'll be up in BWAC's "Nailed" show:
This is titled "The Return of Persephone: The Advent of Spring" This is not a Labor of Hercules but is in the same vein as the Labors series as well as the "Fall of Icarus," being that this too is a Greco-Roman myth. Oil an Shellac on Wood, 4x4.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Finishing up the Labors Series for BWAC
There is another reason I’m anxious to start working again. I’ve joined BWAC (finally) and am going to be featured in their show in May. I’ve decided I’d like to display my Hercules series, which as of yet is still incomplete. So I have to get my arse in gear to finish off the series. I have an idea or two for the remaining 2 paintings. I’d also like to make a Nemian Lion II because I am no longer in possession of the first one. So that brings up the total to 3 paintings I have to finish before the second week of May. I think I can do it; I tend to work better under a deadline anyway.
I also plan on making a book for a special lady I know who gave me an awesome gift the other day. I think it’s going to be classic cinema themed basic sketchbook/notebook. The cool idea I had was that it would have random interwoven images of such classy folks as Lauren Bacall, Bela Lugosi and Gregory Peck. I’m not exactly sure how I’ll go about making this, but I’ll figure it out. Is it too much to put in a few Cinema quotes as well? Is that lame and dorky?
So looks like I’ll be a busy lady. My family’s also plans on taking a vacation in Barcelona for two weeks in the middle/end of May. I’m super psyched about that. I’m second guessing purchasing a scanner and might opt for giving my self a camera for my birthday. I can’t do much with a new scanner in Barcelona and all my film cameras are either busted or too archaic to use for tourist-ing. So hopefully I’ll have lots of new work to show everyone in the next month or so, painting, photo and book stuff!
Here are some random images, figure drawings and sketches from MICA years past and of course my Lauren Bacall woodblock print from LaG.
Friday, March 12, 2010
A review of "Red" a new play on Broadway about Rothko
At first his assistant is eager, and naive about art and the art world, despite going to art school and being a painter himself. He really has no deeper knowledge about art, than perhaps the casual viewer, but he does have a passion for it, and he looks for truth, meaning and soul in the art he encounters. When Rothko asks, “Who is your favorite artist?” he replies, fervently “Jackson Pollock!” Everyone in the audience gave a knowing laugh, (it appears that us art dorks are in very good company) as Rothko rolls his eyes, “Wait, ask me again!” and Rothko does, “Picasso!” was expressed with equal exuberance, tempered with a little hesitancy. This is the sort of exchange that I think really hit home for me, going to an art school, talking with professors and other students about art, artists and various movements. Had the eager assistant said Rembrandt, Rothko might have been impressed but to choose his contemporary, even a rival of sorts with such gusto and in a way such ignorance at that point did not put him in Rothko’s good graces.
Alfred Molina as Mark Rothko
Rothko talks about the way he and his fellow Abstract Expressionists “stomped” Cubism to death, his usage of colors, lighting and the way he wants his paintings to pulsate. The Title “Red” of course comes from Rothko’s intensive use of various hues and shades of red, there are discussions about the meaning of “Red” and the connotations associated with it. Blood, passion, heat, life… Rothko says that his greatest fear is that if “the ‘Red’ were to be overcome by the ‘Black.’” The “Black” signifying death, the unknown, the absence of red, “Black” is the opposite of “Red”
One of the most visceral moments is when his assistant (who I believe remains unnamed) helps him prime a canvas. In the center of the stage (set to look like Rothko’s studio) there is an easel of sorts, just a panel and attached is some sort of pulley system, so they attach the blank canvas to hooks on the back and pull it up so it stands upright a foot or so above the floor. On the floor, they first put a drop cloth down, clean side up, it almost looks like some sort of ritual, as they do all these steps in unison, the assistant gets the buckets of paints and brushes. One bucket on the left and one on the right, they each take a brush and the music swells. They each start on either side, Rothko on the upper left, the assistant on the lower bottom. The first brushstroke on the canvas is magical and somehow painful, it’s sloppy and dripping, but you become more and more involved and excited as more of the canvas becomes covered. They duck and dive around each other in a sort of strange un-choreographed dance, that presumably they have done many times before. The audience sees the white canvas becoming saturated by this intense “Red” right before their eyes. When finished, both actors are covered completely in splotches of red paint, their heads and hands; faces and arms are totally red, even visible from my nosebleed seat. As they take the canvas off the hooks and move it to lean against the wall, you can see the gory remains of their paint on the white wall/easel and on the floor and drop cloth. It brought to mind the hanging beef in a butcher store, hung on a hook, like the one painted by Rembrandt.
This play really was fantastic for any art enthusiast, it was great to hear Rothko rant about Pop Art, Warhol and the soup cans and Liechtenstein and those “comic books.” Do you really think that Warhol will be hung in museums a hundred years from now?” – “Well he’s hung in galleries now next to Rothko,” one of my favorite discussions is when they are talking about the blatant commercialism of Pop Art and Rothko’s own latent commercial leanings (with the murals,) and how “at least Warhol’s in on the joke!”
Bottom line, this play made me think, it made me view Rothko I a new way (as I came into it being rather indifferent to his work,) it made me think about color, light atmosphere and the life of a painting. It spoke about being an artist and being and aspiring artist, the rapid changing of tastes and the art world itself. It was brilliantly written, and surprisingly fast paced for a play where just two guys talk about things I really care about for an hour and a half. Alfred Molina was great as the intense and often cynical Rothko. Eddie Redmayne as the assistant was so very similar to people I’ve known in real life it was incredible. The only problem is that it kind of does fall into that stereotypical “volatile” artist, grappling with his own obsoleteness in the face of the new generation and the “eager, naïve” art student grows and learns about art in the process of watching the death of the old form. But hey, it was fun, and entertaining but it was also much more than that. It made me think. More so than other plays, that when you come out you think about the characters, the writer, costumes, the acting, the sets, etc. etc. This play made me think about these larger concepts of art and meaning, issues impacting my own life and with relevance to the world we live in and the art world some of us aspire to live in.
Here's a link to learn more about "Red"
http://www.telecharge.com/behindTheCurtain.aspx