Archives for posts with tag: Painter

Day Twenty-Eight/Image Twenty-Eight

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo show.

Day Twenty-Seven/Image Twenty-Seven

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

Artist groups. Ah yes. Well, we are artists. We work alone, by ourselves, yet we come together to form a group. It is required that we do this. To become a part of the community and be a part of the building where we have our individual studios. The very thing that makes us separate and able to do our artwork is temporarily ditched when we unite to make decisions as a team. But the latter, I think we do very well. I think our personalities mesh. And I am grateful to be a part of this organization.

The group I am talking about is called The Euclid Arts Collective. I have served on its board many times, designed its invitation to its Holiday Sale many times, done publicity for the tours. Even escorted members of the High Museum’s Art Partners into my studio explaining the work I do until I have no breath left. We all do this. It is part of being a member. This counter intuitive idea of an artist being a part of a group is a paradigm of how art is supposed to find a purpose in the marketplace, be understood, loved, respected and absorbed into the culture. Not always does it work, but it tries.

Day Twenty-Six/Image Twenty-Six

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

Day Twenty-Five/Image Twenty-Five

“Afloat Image.” Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

A woman from Italy loved this piece enough to buy it. I wonder if it reminded her of the scenery there. I was in Venice and Ravenna, in November a long time ago. It was cold. But not glacial. More cement and bone-chillingly windy cold, like the Northeastern cities here where I grew up.

Day Twenty-Four/Image Twenty-Four

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

Day Twenty-Three/Image Twenty-Three

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

No computer manipulation, as I mentioned before. No internet images. This one was difficult to do because of the different types of paper used. And the glue corresponding to the different types of paper.

Other than that, little to say except it was one of my first, and I was trying to get away from my natural disaster subject matter. Bubbles and a baby were to replace tornadoes and floods. Sweeter was the intent. The result?

Day Twenty-Three/Image Twenty-Three

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

Day Twenty-One/Image Twenty-One

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

Day Eighteen/Image Eighteen

“Afloat Image.” Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

Cotton ball packaging as the moon. Nice fog in the foreground. When I did this one, I had just returned from a two week retreat at the Hambidge Center For Creative Arts and Sciences in Rabun Gap, Georgia. It’s reflected in the subject matter here. Calm. Peace. Serenity. Hambidge is a great place to work. I do believe the ether there is charged with ideas.

Day Five/Image Five

“Afloat.” Solo show. Ceres Gallery, New York. This one was one of my first collages In the series. I used the wrappers from cotton balls to make some of the bubbles. I think this one works well inside the square in a circular way. Your eye goes around and returns to the laughing baby. Compositionally, probably my best.