Monday, April 28, 2008
Sunday, April 27, 2008
I remember loving to swing when I was a kid. Megan especially loves it. She had found a swing on the hillside at our other house in a place she called "The Secret Spot". Someone cut that one down. I never went cause Pascual said the hill was very steep and difficult to climb. I am no climber... The kids said on that one, you felt like you were flying.
My friend Karen has a swing in her back yard that does that too... One time at a get together at her house, we all got on the swing and she photographed us.. I have a great photo of me on it laughing, in a dress, and it did feel like flying! I had forgotten that wierd sick queasy feeling you get when the ground is rushing under you and you toss your head back and scream from deep down in your gut. The pure thrill of it is exhilirating! I stopped filming right at the end as he screamed... but if you listen you can catch a little bit of it before the clip stops... Next time we are going to take some snacks, maybe a little picnic and hang out there a bit longer... It was so fun!
Friday, April 25, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
There is such a need to reach kids at risk. Art can be that vehicle. Using recycled art parts to create green, recycled, repurposed art is a start. Teaching kids self esteem, while encouraging their creative self expression promotes a foundation for entreuprenurial thinking. Creating a cooperative program with the community insures that everyone benefits...
I am currently looking for art ideas and compiling data for my grant funding proposal.
Please email me if:
You know of a link to any kind of art program using recycled materials, or programs involving youth, kids or at risk youth and art
If you are currently involved in a similar project, and would like to share ideas
If you are interested in participating in these pilot programs in California, Florida and Michigan
If you are interested in starting one of our programs for kids in your community
If you have an interest in teaching a medium or providing class samples and instructions
If you would like to be a board member
If you have any information about juvenile probation, social services, or mentoring at risk youth
If you are a teacher or artist looking for low cost art materials
if you have a computer graphic arts background and like teaching kids
I have been overwhelmed with the generosity of people out there. Donations and links and information has been pouring in. I know if I just keep putting it out there, it will all come together at rapid speed. This is a program near and dear to all our hearts. Our kids need this, and it is being taken out of the classrooms at alarming speed. It serves an important purpose. Lets all stand up for the kids and show that together, we can make a difference... by recycling, repurposing and coming together to create beauty from garbage.
With lots of love and hope
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
I was sitting in my study,
"Please dear mama, Mary told me
"But I's tired of the kitty;
Writing letters, is ou mama?
"Not now, darling, mama's busy;
"No, no mama, me wite letter;
I would paint my darling's portrait
Hair of gold, eyes of azure,
But the eager face was clouded,
Till I said: "I'll make a letter Of you,
So I parted back the tresses
And a stamp in sport I pasted
Then I said, "Now, little letter,
And I smiled as down the staircase
No one saw the front door open
As it fluttered o’er his shoulder
Down the street the baby hastened
"I'se a letter, Mr. Postman;
Cause dis' letter's doin to papa,
Mama sent me for a letter,
But the clerk in wonder answered,
"Den I'll find anozzer office,
Fain the clerk would have detained him,
and the little feet kept scurring
Suddenly the crowd was parted,
As a pair of maddened horses
No one saw the baby figure-
Till a voice of frightened sweetness
'Twas too late, a moment only
Then the little form lay lifeless
Rev'rently they raised my darling,
Saw the stamp in sport I’d pasted
Not a mark or face disfigured,
But the little life had ended-
The night was dark and stormy,
A patient mother watched beside
A little worn out creature,
He was the collier's only child,
And, oh, to see those briny tears
She offers up a prayer in thought
Lest she might wake the son She loves
For there was all a mother's love
Uplifted hands and so she kneels
She prayed, "O God, please spare my son
"She gets her answer from the boy,
"Oh, Mother, the angels do so smile
"I have no pain, dear Mother now,
Just give poor Jim another drink
Tell Father when he comes from work
And now I think I'll go to sleep.
The cottage door swung open,
The father and mother met
He knew that all was over,
He took the candle in his hand
His trembling lips give token
Now, see, his wife has gained him,
With hearts bowed down in sadness,
In heaven, once more to meet
Saturday, April 19, 2008
2. Take LOTS of photos of everything, including people you meet. I met so many lovely people, and did not take their photos... Take photos with your instructors too. It helps if you want to contact people afterward if you have a photo you can attach to your message...
3. Come a few days early if you can to get all the shopping in... or stay a little longer afterward. You miss a lot of activities by going out to dinner and spending a lot of time in town shopping in the evenings, and most of the stores close at 6. There are a LOT of cool stores in the town.
4. I didn't stay in the dorms, but would like to on a future visit. They were not fancy, but the camraderie to be had there can't be beat... I went into the common room of 202 and those ladies were having a LOT of fun in there visiting and drinking wine and arting the nite away. If you connect with people in the dorms on the Yahoo group, definately take the time to meet up with them one nite in the dorm to check it out...
5. Take the time to go beach combing... I found some cool driftwood on the beach.
6. I did not have thermal weather clothes, just regular pants, sweatshirts and fleece jacket and a warm windbreaker, and I was perfectly warm the times I went out... Only time I got really cold was riding on the Duck with the windows down... the wind was chilly then and my face was cold... but otherwise, it was not as bad as I expected and I am a BABY when it comes to cold...
7. My trick with the 2 suitcases was a lifesaver. Take a small one, and pack all your clothes into it, then put it inside a bigger one. You can pack a few sweatshirts in the space leftover in the big one and you still have PLENTY of room to bring things back, and take a rolling backpack on the plane as your carry on, for extra space.
8. I would ship all my class supplies next time. That made things really easy. Just be sure you have a way to ship them back to yourself. There is a UPS office in town, but you would need to send it back Friday right after you finish your classes. Unless you have a local friend who can do it for you.
9. Be sure to join the Artfest Yahoo group and sign up for the fatbook and ATC books and other swaps. They are fun, and the work is beautiful. I love my ATC book. It is also a great place to connect with other Artfesters, make new friends and get the Artfest momentum rolling..
10. Allow yourself the gift of going with the flow. I went with no plan, and it all just came together perfectly. Each day was an adventure, and I had so much fun just going where the day took me. If you can't function without a plan, at least allow yourself the opportunity to explore new genres and learn as many new techniques as you can from people .
Sunday, April 13, 2008
These are photos from Vendor nite... I didn't get pix of the whole room and all the booths. I loved seeing everyone's art... This is Michael deMeng's work. He was so nice, and funny! He was very gracious and let me photograph as much as I wanted. I love how he can take seemingly random bits of junk and turn it into a cool assemblage that tells a fantastic tale.
These pieces were done by Thomas Ashman. He taught a class on the big copper book called the Ultimate Art Journal. I saw some samples of it. REALLY incredible! My friend Jo took the smaller book class and her book turned out awesome! He is an interesting guy. The top picture is his interpretation of a catholic saint relec shrine. How when the catholics used to take pieces of the saint's bones and put them in holy shrines. In the top of the glass, there is a small round box that contains some bones. We talked about where to get intact skulls and animal bones, and how I had once met a guy that made mandalas using animal bones, and he got them all from roadkill. He even kept an ice chest and plastic garbage bags and a shovel in the back of his truck... OK, kinda gross, I know... But I know taxidermists would have things like this... and it is a green way to recycle the parts they don't use in taxidermy... So in a wierd way, it is recycling...
The highlight of the nite was seeing this book. My photos do not do it justice. How we came to see this book was completely guided by spirit... Danita had taken Michael deMeng's class, and was telling me about this amazing book that his girlfriend had made. She had seen it in his class, and was blown away. I told her, "It is probably packed away already..." she says "Yeah, probably," and then turns to talk to someone on the other side. While she is speaking to the person on the other side, Michael asks the woman standing next to me (later I find out is Lynne Perrella, one of my art heros) if she has seen Judy's book. He says, "I will get her and show it to you, we'll grab a table in there." I tell Danita, "I just heard him saying he was going to show Judy's book to some people." so she asks if we can go too. "Sure. " he says, as he lugs in this big vintage suitcase...