Saturday, July 30, 2011

IF: Obsession

We all need our own personal obsessions. Mine is Art, always has been, but my daughter's is karate. I often take my sketch book with me and sketch away at the beautiful movements they are learning to well, pummel some bad guy in a dark alley if they need to. As their mother, I am also trying to teach them to stay out of dark alleys- but also glad they both have the ability to defend themselves if need be.

Karate is definitely an Art- a skill that takes great dedication, practice and a large amount of obsession! You need to live, eat and breath it! .....Kind of like Art!

The painting in the backgorund is The Great Wave by Katsushika Hokusai (1760-1849). It was fun recreating a beautiful piece of artwork in fabric- might have to do that again!

Heading to the SCBWI conference in LA on Wednesday. Will be in the portfolio showcase again and this is my postcard image- then when get back will do a mail with it to Art Directors.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Lesson learned from an ant

We camped here this weekend- well actually over there on the other side, above Moab Utah on Sand Flats. The front side of the pic is Dead Horse Point. Pretty grand impressive vistas, very God inspiring. But this post is about one tiny ant who resides near the camp site we stayed at.
In the morning he found a bit of chocolate wrapper under the picnic table, dropped from the s'more making the night before and proceed to carry it back to his ant hill at the edge of the campsite. We noticed him because the wrapper was like three times his size. We were dully impressed. Than all of a sudden, he put down the wrapper and picked up a rock, well a pebble, but a rock to him and started to carry it the opposite direction.  We were concluding he must actually be a pretty stupid ant, until he dropped the rock and came back to the wrapper, picked it up and continued towards the ant hill. Before our eyes, an ant had the presence of mind to remove an obstacle in front of him, that was inhibiting his goal of getting his goods to his anthill!!

Wow- if we could only learn to do such things. Made me think- sometimes we do need to persist, keep on keeping on- but I think we get encouraged to persist more often than we do to evaluate our situation and remove the obstacles that are blocking our way, because sometime slightly changing our course of action, or taking the time to remove the obstacles has bigger results.

In all the conference, workshop, etc. I have attended and purusing the internet's art and writing groups- there is more encouragement to "keep doing what you are doing" and surely, eventually it will all work out- and not so much encouragement to do some "self evaluation".

I have listen so often to a new writers or artist express their frustration with the biz and how "unfair" it all is. I also have seen the large steel door fall over their eyes as the sirens start to blare and red flashing lights start to spin over their heads when I suggest they might want to think of switching genres, take some classes or consider some critique of their work. To take a line from The Princess Bride, "it is inconceivable," proving "that ant" is smarter than they are.

I was in a critique workshop with a really talented writer, very descriptive in her settings and characters, who was convinced she should write picturebook, though everyone told her she had to pare down her lovely descriptive words- but she had not interest in considering  writing chapter books.

I am dumbfounded by writers who are offended by even the idea of learning what three act structure, plotting, set ups and pay off, etc. ARE, let alone using them to create a better story.

Or in Art- have no interest in learning the Design rules or considering others critique. That ant is smarter!

Yes I have some natural talent in Art- but my success comes from evaluation, mine and others- and changing- or a better word would be learning- which directly came from teaching- meaning I had to take others advice- it really is not the horrid thing some think.

I am not doing exactly what I dreamed of doing- I wanted to create illustrations like Maurice Sendek- pen and ink and water color- I could still be doing that- and be frustrated as hell , unpublished, but seek solace in going to writer and art boards on the web and getting comfort by being told to "keep on keeping on" and that Ant would be smarter than me!  Don't worry- there are plenty areas of my life that ant is way smarter than me! And my road to illustrating and writing children's book is still an uphill battle- but at least the trail is clear.

Saturday, July 09, 2011

IF: Stay

My dogs never "stays" for me to get a picture of them, the second they see a camera,
they come over to sniff it out! How about yours?

To see more illustrions for this weeks theme "Stay" go to
Illustration Friday's website

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Girl Power

                            
I've been here for the last couple of days, where above on the billboards, below on play bills stuck to the melting asphalt and posed on the the back of taxi cabs are advertisements of barely clad, full bodied faceless girls. Being here is down right depressing, if not for the reason we find ourselves in this cement clad desert oasis in 100 degree temperature. Last night, my oldest daughter fought her way to earning her third degree brown belt in Kenpo Karate 5.0




Accomplishing such an achievement in this town is a more than a little ironic. She is only 17, and for the last several years has been trained by some amazing teachers- thank you Mr. S, Mr. P and Mr. T!
She goes for her first degree black belt next year- and should have it right after she graduates from High School- which is somewhat of a comfort for me- since I have no idea how to let go of my baby and let  her go off into the big bad world. Yesterday, watching her hold her own in a room with at least fifty Brown and Black belts, being one of maybe five women, like all mothers, this is the face I saw.
proud of you, Bunny!

Saturday, June 25, 2011

IF: Whooooo?

This is almost my first attempt at fabric collage from way back when- using mixed media- wire for the house's screen door and lantern.
Ohhh to finally feel like it is truly summer here in Colorado- if not a slightly cool one.  

Sunday, June 19, 2011

IF: Launch

What kid does not love to be launched into the sky by their dads.
Happy Father's Day

There Really Are No New Ideas!



It is such a hardship, but I had to take daughter #1 to Santa Fe a few days ago. She is going to be testing for her third degree Brown belt in karate soon and she needed to work with her head instructor. It's about a 5 hour drive from SW Colorado, so we stayed over one night.
What is a mom to do all day in Santa Fe New Mexico? I didn't hang around the karate studio, I'll tell you that. Instead, I headed up to Museum Hill and browsed the textiles at the International Folk Art Museum.
There was an interesting exhibit on the folk art of the Andes region in South America.

Apparently, "Made in China" knock offs are nothing new. Way back in the mid 1800's, Peruvian Folk Art was sent to China to be replicated and returned to South America for souvenirs for the growing tourist trade!  

How does an Arabic style bag called an al-khurj finds its way to the high mountains of South America? Well, In the Crusades, Spain took on much of its Muslim conquers, and brought the Arabic influence with them when they conquered the New World. 

This is a huge embroidered tapestry (2007)  from the village of Chijnaya in Puno, Peru, depicting daily life. Note the Catholic church's road side alters and the local festival depicted.
Okay.... what kind of loom are these ladies using- I always assumed that an upright loom was used in South America like the Navajo looms- this looks like some kind of a floor loom- anyone knowledgeable?

The Spanish conquers also deemed the tradition dress of the Natives inappropriate and encouraged them to dress like lower class pheasants from Spain. Of course local styles did not go away entirely, so now the local dress of the women of the Andes, still has a little of their original culture. I always wondered the origins of the little ladies in Mexico who sell the boxes of chicklets- though from a different region of South America I think - they are very similar to this lady's dress.


And the embroidery!! Gorgeous !


Also adopted from their Spanish conquers, but then adapted to their own culture.
Also learned that "Bring your own bag" is also nothing new!

Ladies will carry these little squares of fabric and use them to bundle things at the market, or to lay down on the ground for picnics. Kinda of reminds me of the Girl Scout bandanas we were encouraged  to carry which could be tied to a hobo stick, used in first aid, protects your head from the sun, etc, etc, etc.
And bigger sacks are needed to transport anything on a llama!

Monday, May 30, 2011

Never Forgetting

Daughter #2 and I came up to Loveland for Memorial Day. The rest of the family had other obligations.
Because of the rain, Mom didn't have much blooming in the yard, so my sister and I brought some store bought flowers. It gave me an excuse to head up to Whole Foods- yum! and found some beautiful Daisies and a few sunflowers.


I snapped this through the window screen- several little vases are also filled for ladies of mostly my grandmother that my mom still likes to put bouquets on their grave markers.

A few years ago I wrote about our family's  tradition of taking flowers out to the cemetery.  You can read it Here. Today in Minnesota, I am sure the graves of my great and great great grandparents are being decorated by my aunts. Later in the week, they and my mom will chat on the phone and get a report of how the peonies, the lilacs and other cutting flowers fared this year.

Our family plot is out at the newer cemetery, out of town towards Fort Collins. Mom brought the old tarp, water jug, and clippers and instructed her granddaughters in washing off and filling the vases that slide out from the tombstones, as an elderly Veteran stood over a grave also marked with a small flag. I wonder if he likes us chatting about Donny, my Grandparents and Great Uncle and Aunts while we filedl the vases with flowers or wished the surrounding were more serene.

I also wondered how my daughter and nieces  feel  leaving memorials to family members they had never met. There is a certain eeriness to it- I have always felt that, my Uncle Donny was killed in Vietnam only a year before I was born, but I feel I know him.

My Grandmother and now my mom take his flag, that draped his coffin when he was buried, now flies somewhere around the cemetery. We will go out tomorrow and retrieve it.


Remembering out of respect is important and I'm certain, my sister and I and then our daughters will bring flowers out when my mom is gone, but when is it that memories fade away and the reason behind something is forgotten. I know my feelings towards my Grandma, who is now buried beside my Grandpa, who died when I was four- is much different because I knew her. I loved her, I have my own memories of her sitting in her favorite chair, in the afternoon sun, drinking her coffee and nibbling on a small piece of a snicker bar, a whole one would last her a week- telling me stories of having to go find Donny when he was a kid at the lake where he was fishing because he lost track of time or how she decided to burn most of his things after he was killed because she couldn't give them away.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

SAQA Conference: The Textile Gallery at the DAM

On Sunday, many of us met up at the Denver Art Museum, getting a very informative tour of their Native American textile holdings, including the Button Blankets of the NorthWest...

used to show the clans wealth in the Potlatch gatherings, a day of feasting and gift giving.
It was fun to see the textile of the Southwest, displayed in such honor...even though I am surround by them here in the Four Corners. There was a great display of cradle boards and I told the others that I still see the Ute Mountain Ute mom's have their little ones in cradle boards in our local grocery store- propped up in the shopping cart!

and then the gorgeous beading and leather work of the Plains Indians...


Then we took a break in the Museum's cozy library, where I clicked through some of the art at the Louvre- don't you love the World Wide Web!

Before meeting up withDr. Zrebiec for a tour of the Textile Gallery.

Where we got to see, amongst my favorites...

DAM Crazy
Jane Matthews

Literally made from recycled museum calnders, and flyers.


I also loved...


Lia Cook
whose work is so amazing and I could not begin to explain her process so here is her website.



Carol Shinn
Another artist I couldn't begin to explain so here is her website

But my favorite and apparently also a lot of the school children's who come through the DAM on school field trips is this one- which I can't tell you who the artist is because I can not find the print out  Dr. Zrebiec gave us- that is horrible- anyone reading this who knows the artist name please comment!



The quilt is rather large- and the detail- a story is being told all over it. Some day I might make something this big........of course Dr. Zrebiec mentioned all the ailments of the hands and shoulders these ladies are enduring, so.....maybe I will stay small!


Wednesday, May 25, 2011

SAQA Conference: Golden Gallery Tours

Part of the SAQA conference was a tour of some local textile galleries, including the Rocky Mountain Quilt Museum, in Golden, Colorado's famous Washington Ave.

Everyone carpooled over from the Brown Palace, except me- since I would be continuing to head North from Golden to my mom's in Loveland, I didn't want to back track. But, oh the sight of such wonderful quilt on display- and the food!! We were all starving and I don't know who, but there was such yummy finger goodies for us to nibble on while we looked at all the lushes quilts!

Here are some of my favorites. Whether abstract or realistic, these quilts all show strong uses of design and color- what takes any work of Art from pleasing to powerful.

Security Blanket #1
Ruth Briggs 
Chromo Study II: Blue and Red
Diedra Adams

Diedra was on the Colorado Artist panel on compiling a body of work and she had some absolutely wonderful abstract quilts, inspired by the rusty sides of train cars and abandoned building!

The Road Less Traveled
Mary Rowen Quinn



Native Faces I
Lea McComas

all I can say is Wow....Actually Double Wow!!