As I have mentioned before, I filled out a sketchbook for The Sketchbook Project, part of The Brooklyn Art Library. The category for this one is, Hollis Hildebrand-Mills 2021 – “Thoughts”. This particular page has nothing to do with anything except I bought one of those diffusers you fill up with a scent which billows out this fragrant steam all night. I like this one especially because you can turn out the lights that change every few seconds. Change them to no light at all, so it doesn’t annoy you when you sleep. I bought it for my allergies, thinking my bronchitis would clear up. The neat thing is, that my husband and the dog don’t snore anymore. Which is really a benefit I never considered. And it is a nice feature. Yes my bronchitis is better, even though my allergist tried to steer me away from the diffuser when I was shopping for one.

Also I had fun drawing this and I can’t say that about all the pages in this book.

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This is another page from my sketchbook for The Sketchbook Project in Brooklyn at The Brooklyn Art Library. I owe a lot to the school where I received my BFA degree. In fact I talk to a group of my former fellow students every week on Zoom. These women all went to Moore College of Art and Design in Philadelphia, had the same teachers, went through the same grueling program.

Moore College of Art and Design was the same school Alice Neel attended. although in her time, the school was called Philadelphia School of Design for Women. When I went to Moore, there was a push to make it coed, but the board made a move to keep it a girls’ school, since the idea (new at the time) was that having men around as fellow students would make us less assertive and less competitive. A feminist idea.

After attending postgraduate classes at The Pennsylvania Academy of Fine Arts and the degree program classes at Atlanta College of Art (now Savannah College of Art and Design) where both schools were coed, I think as a society we were further along in our development and men were not a much of a deterrent. I don’t know if either of those two schools made me less assertive and less competitive. It seemed that in art schools, the teachers were always so “right” in their aesthetic that we as students were subservient anyway.

Back to Alice Neel, now showing in a major solo show in New York City at the Metropolitan Museum of Art went to the same art school as I did. She majored in Painting.

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Page from recent Sketchbook Project entry, July 2, 2021.

Having not written a post for a while, I feel like all is new. Actually all is new, because WordPress has changed their way of doing things. This may not post at all, because of this! 

This is a page in my sketchbook; I did this at our community pool a few weeks ago. I am a part of The Sketchbook Project, which is an interesting thing in and of itself.

The company was created by a few artists who actually went to the same art school I did for my post graduate work. They send you a blank sketchbook, you draw in it, then you send it back to them. They digitize it, then it is kept in what they named The Brooklyn Art Library. They used to put all the sketchbooks that were sent back to them in a bus (28,000 at the time) and travelled around the country, setting up the library in major cities. Now the amount of sketchbooks has probably increased by such a huge amount that this is impossible.But, if you go to the Brooklyn Art Library in Brooklyn, NY, you can “check one out”!(#sketchbookproject).

During the pandemic, let’s say between the months of
April 2020 – present time (March 2021), like most people, I was stricken. No one knew how to cope. Each person had never been through anything like this. I was coping in my hometown of Atlanta, Georgia.

For the past year and a half, I had been planning a solo show in New York at Ceres Gallery. It was entitled BENEATH. It became obvious that the show scheduled for April 28-May 23, 2020 was not going to take place. That the city, truly, was “beneath”. Even my paintings, done on large canvases and framed collages on paper, had little spores surrounding skulls and a certain amount of gore. All this coming from The Universe, knowing before I did, what was to come. A topical body of work, but one that was to be seen virtually, otherwise held back, until the virus was finished crippling our lives.

The photo below was taken in my basement studio. My downtown studio was “locked down”. I have moved some of the work for this show to the downtown studio and some, like the above, “Echinacea” is in our home, in a studio I had created years ago, in case I couldn’t get to the one in the the city of Atlanta.

The show will take place, once again scheduled for New York, this time in 2022, in September. A year and a half from now. I will include this work, adding and subtracting pieces to fit the times as this work did for April of 2020.

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Ceres Gallery is having their annual group show, “Raising Women’s Voices II,” June 25-July 20. I am exhibiting the piece above, made up of collage, oil and acrylic on canvas. There is charcoal in it as well. No internet images, just magazine tear outs. My piece, entitled “Coat Hangers,” measures 26″ x 36.”

The opening reception for the show is Thursday, June 27, 6-8PM.

Ceres Gallery
Suite 201
547 W 27 Street
New York, NY 10001
Hours: Tuesday-Saturday, 12:00-6:00PM, Thursday 12:00-8:00PM

212 947 6100
art@ceresgallery.org

IMG_2872.jpeg I have been invited to participate in Art Papers 20th Annual Art Auction. The collage above is what I have donated. It is made up of magazine pieces, paint, pencil and pen on board. Framed in a 2 and 1/2 ” deep floater frame. The piece was started and completed last week. (2019) It measures 5″ x 5″ and is titled “It took So Long To Bake It”

You can make a bid for it online if you go to http:www.artpapers.org/events

The live auction is on March 2, 2019, 7:30 PM at 200 Peachtree St. N.W.
Atlanta, GA

I hope you can join the fun! It is a very special art magazine and I am participating with a lot of very talented artists!

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My piece, “Soft voices” is in the show, “Raising Women’s Voices.”  It is 5″ x 5″, magazine collage and paint on board, 2018.       Copyright Hollis Hildebrand-Mills 2018 All Rights Reserved

“Raising Women’s Voices” is a group show of selected Ceres Gallery artists. Opening on May 22-June 16, 2018.
Ceres Gallery
547 West 27 Street, Suite 201
New York, NY 10001
http://www.ceresgallery.org
212.947.6100
Gallery hours: Tuesday-Saturday 12noon-6PM
Thursday 12noon-8PM

IMG_8613.jpgWhen I lived in Philadelphia, I lived in a five story walk-up. Red carpeted, very nice, cheap apartment. That last floor to my apartment was steep. Killer actually. I knew some wall writers. Some graffiti artists. They were very young, bad ass kids. I thought it would be a great idea if they painted my bathroom with their tags. I bought pizza and soda and some cans of silver, neon oranges, pinks and greens and gold spray paint. I think they brought their own markers. I taped the tile with newspapers so all they would be marking were the walls above the tile. Graffiti as an art form was not well known then.

In fact I found out recently, that Philadelphia started it all, with a kid who tagged with the name, “Cornbread.”  He wanted his girlfriend at the time to remember him; He wrote “Cornbread” with a crown over the letters all along her bus route. It even shows up in the video of Bruce Springsteen singing the soundtrack for the movie, “Philadelphia.” Springsteen walks right by a “Cornbread” tag.

Enjoy this picture of Greg Davis. Also known as “T-Bone.” His writing as well as “Meanstreak’s” and “Eyeski’s” can still be seen from all the trains and buses in the Philadelphia area.

Oh, when I found these black and white photos, the “kids” went crazy with excitement.  That night, I took the photographs with my single lens reflex 35 mm camera, which happened to have black and white film in it, 400 ASA.

It’s kind of like a happy ending to the story of Peter Pan. The kids are all grown up now. The work of Keith Haring, Basquiat and Cy Twombly has sold for millions. The wall-writing technique in their paintings are in museums and auction houses today. But these three young graffiti artists, although now far away from the artistic agility required to be an effective sneaky wall writer, still consider themselves Bad Asses.

IMG_7930In my room. Senior year at Moore College of Art and Design. Having my best friend and her husband over for dinner. The dinner I cooked in my room at twenty years of age. My best dinner was: canned green beans, noodles, ground beef and canned stewed tomatoes all mixed together. Fruit salad. Accompanied by a drink of homemade kaluah and ice cream, which was called a Polar Bear because of the color white the drink turned when I added ice-cream to the already vodka soaked liqueur. I was certain this dinner was a winner. Also my everyday ( even for special occasions ) outfit was Army Navy bells with an Army Navy turtleneck sweater. That was it. In my youth, what I didn’t know was vast. I wish I were that naive and at the same time, so certain of things as I was then.

As art students, we carried our cameras everywhere. But we only took B and W’s which we would develop and print later. If there was dust on the enlarger ( as is in this print ), we would hit it with the correct shade of spot tone. ( I had no patience with that. ) There are no photos of my best friend and her husband at this dinner. However she insisted that her late husband’s FAVORITE dinner was that canned green bean concoction.

Sadly, my best friend and I lost touch. I don’t make kaluah anymore. And I don’t do that electric fry pan green bean thing anymore either. I have grown more food-sophisticated, more clothing aware, but I have to say, nothing in the world can come close to the bursting enthusiasm of being twenty and the ever-expanding years of possibility and adventure ahead. The Army Navy sweater and pants combo, not bad either. That, I would wear today.