Lately I've been painting bigger on canvas stapled to my wall. I can't help the messy, the layers, the surprise at the end. Is this moving into a new phase? Or continuing the old phase of messy, layers and surprise only bigger.
Thursday, February 21, 2019
Thursday, January 24, 2019
Friday, August 10, 2018
Retired from Midwifery in May 2018, 22 years of nurturing life into existence. Hard rewarding work.
I spent 3 months in the Orkney islands, experiencing the Neolithic period on an archeological dig at the Cairns and Ness of Brodgar. What did I come away with, 5000 years ago there was a thriving community of people, life was seemingly - we don't know what, because the only thing left is the stone. Structures, bone, a few marks on the stone, and of course our genetically passed on DNA is all that remains.
It's hard not to feel a connection to the remains and it's easy to feel like none of it matters. All the ephemera is gone, anything that could possibly give clues to day to day life, so we imagine. It's going to take awhile to process the significance of insignificance, the feeling of being connected to the past. On an individual level we are all just a grain of sand that gets ground down to dust and recycled again into stone.
Thursday, May 10, 2018
Sunday, April 8, 2018
For my birthday, I gave myself the gift of taking a class at Remarque.
So much fun, milk carton printing, we took milk cartons carved with etching tool into the carton and then printed it. I used the bottom of the milk carton for one of mine. This technique has huge possibilities, is simple and inexpensive way to print. All I need now is a press.
Saturday, April 7, 2018
Look its all been done before,
but not by us,,,,,, or in this way’’’’’’’’
3 women with paper and pencil.
We worked together weekly, for over a year.
We started small moved forward with material,
bigger paper, different paper, see through paper,
We added color, and then encaustic, sumi ink, india ink, pens, oil pastels, chalk pastels, charcoal,
there was no limit, whatever material we wanted, we used.
This is not unlike what others do to make art, but it brought new concepts to us.
Every week we took half the time to critique, a learning process for all of us, ( we found it really important to think about what we did and why we did it)
If you could defend it then it was finished.
No Judgement, no excuses, no----------
Lots of discussion, about composition, value, form, line, color, layering on, taking off, leaving space - taking space.,.,.,.
We used each others comments, we copied each other, we tried new concepts, and interestingly we each came out being ourselves,
Our individual work is individually unique. In the learning we each grew and then found and maintained who we are.!.!
Art Gallery 606
606 Broadway SE
Albuquerque, NM 87102
May 4, 2018 5-9
Oscar Butler Music
Jeanette's Retirement party.
Tuesday, March 6, 2018
Really, the Chaos is Only on the Top, Oil CWM 14.5 x 22, feelings of anxiety and chaos as we watch our inept politicians be corrupted by power and money. I long for the days when we find decency, common sense, and a safe place for the children.
Monday, February 26, 2018
Really, Balance is Messy, Oil CWM on panel 18 x18 showing at Ghostwolf Gallery for Women in Creativity.
It's that little drip off to the right that keeps the almost complete circle from falling over. Womens' Work, Here we are hanging precariously at the top with a hole at the bottom just waiting to fall out, and yet we manage, we dig in and hang on and at best stay composed in the whole picture.
Friday, August 4, 2017
Thursday, July 27, 2017
Thursday, July 6, 2017
Tuesday, July 4, 2017
Thought I was done with blogging.
Here I am posting 2 more paintings.
Still haven't taken the tape off the edges so perhaps not done,
Liking the lightness of these paintings, happy to see I maybe am moving out of that dark phase.
Friday, March 17, 2017
Everything- EVERYTHING is on the Line
Oil on panel 24 x 30
Politics continues to befuddle us all. How in the world will we make it through 4 years with out any understanding. All the programs that have been meticulously put in place over my life time are unraveling at such a rapid pace that I feel dizzy. Asking the question of where are the checks and balances? It's hard to feel off balance.