Monday, March 30, 2009
Today, as T and I were working at the table, Tigger-Lou climbed in amidst the canopy of curtain (that he'd created by pulling part of the curtain down) and posed in there for a long time until T noticed what a great photo it would make. I went for it, and she was absolutely right. Of course there were many photos that were simply dark blurs of tooth and claw as he interpreted the attention as yet another opportunity to play the shark game with tooth and claw game. But how dreamy is this? Kitten bride. He wouldn't like that title one bit I suspect but hey, it's MY blog. Click on photo to make it bigger, it looks better then.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Oh dear, I sit here with tears, having just said goodbye to my dear friends who visited from Germany this week. Having friends one has known for nearly 40 years is a wealth beyond description. Eva and I shared our emergence into the world at 17. We, in our youthful splendor, traveled alone to Paris, Berlin, not to mention traveling the world of ideas, music, spirituality, culture, and encounters that will be best left unspoken. Above is the photo from our dinner last night: take-out from the Wild Ginger, the restaurant that is a tradition for us whenever they are in Seattle, but this time we dined in my living room/factory. Along with wonderful conversation and a good bottle of wine it was a very fitting end to this visit. I hope there will be many more.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
"pod vases" started with my scratchboard drawing on the left, and ended up on the vases. I love these. I wonder if I should be more demure? Well, I do love them. I couldn't spend so much time doing them if I didn't. So.
and I love the photo of my "delicate branch" photo-etch pieces. The photos were shot by Karl Seiffert, who I just happened to meet in Philly, and who generously stayed up nearly all night shooting my work so that the pieces wouldn't miss a single moment of exposure at the show. Beautiful job he did! These pieces started photos I made of branches in my garden or around my neighborhood. I intend to do collections for all the seasons!
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Which leads me to wonder how it is that busy is pronounced bizzy and not bussy?
Oh well, idle wonderings are the only idle part of my life this week. My best friend from my year of being 17 in Germany is here this week with her husband, which is quite wonderful AND bizzy, as I am trying my hardest to keep production on track, if for no other reason than I came back from my big show in Philly broke and no one else has offered to pay the bills. Oh yeah. That.
So you are getting a kind of lame post to keep those three of you who read interested. AND to continue to meet my goal of sharing the nuts and bolts and ordinary parts of being a full time working artist type person. And this week, it means multitasking even more than usual, with the rather interesting mix of german and english all mixed up, even in the same sentence. I'm dreaming in german again too. It's been a long time, and it feels good. I like unearthing buried parts of myself. So for jetzt, Tschuss!
(again! berried vs burried. Did I miss some linguistic lesson that explains that? Please tell me.)
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Remember a couple of days ago when I was going on and on about how incredibly delicious oven-roasted vegetables (especially brussels sprouts and cauliflower) can be? I found myself craving them yesterday. NOT the usual suspects for a craving, let me tell you! Well, the key to their deliciousness is truly a very hot oven (425!), drizzling with olive oil, spreading them out on a baking sheet, and a longer than expected roasting time. I don't know exactly how long (maybe 30 minutes, all told?). Open the oven door several times and stir them up and turn them about (and put your right foot in and shake it all about..). You'll know they are ready when the scattered single leaves are all crispy and yummy and remind you of potato chips. I'm not kidding. Oh! and I discovered that the leftovers can be reheated and brought back to the same crispy deliciousness by putting them back in the hot oven the next day, how good is that? Sprinkle with salt and of course plenty of black pepper (I suspect even vanilla ice cream would be good with the magnificent black pepper). I ate them with a bit of lemon tahini drizzled on top, and delivered some to my neighbors, who are generously allowing me do do my laundry in their home. Yes, some sort of plumbing needs to be done here as the laundry sink continues to fill up with mud. And I'm NOT that dirty, even considering the dust from sandblasting. I will call a plumber as soon as the mortgage is paid. A little artist reality: financial priorities trump a lazy Sunday.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
A couple days ago I posted a photo of a piece we all loved (photo-etched rose hips) that was to be part of a large collection going to Virtu in Chicago. Well, here is just a VERY small part of the collection that ships out today, and it should arrive there next Thursday or Friday. So: I urge you to run, don't walk, to see the lovely Julie. She says that the work is pretty much flying off the shelves, so if you are in Chicago... well, you know what to do!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
People ask me when they come by: "but... where do you Live?" I answer, "well, right here, in the midst of it all." And here's an example of it. Dinner prep under still dripping photo masks.
And let me recommend most enthusiastically: roasted brussels sprouts and roasted cauliflower. What makes these special is a very hot oven: 425 degrees. Simply cut the sprouts in half or quarters (yes the leaves will go all asunder, but surpizingly that makes them especially good and crispy) and drizzle with olive oil, salt and pepper. Let 'em go until they are good and brown, stirring them up from time to time. The run-away leaves get all brown and crispy and will make you doubt that something so yummy could possibly be so healthy. Maybe serve with a squeeze of lemon. Treat the cauliflower the same way (except it doesn't get quite as crispy, but still VERY yummy. I couldn't tell you which I liked better. Really. Go do it. Now, or sooner. Hey bees, guess what we are eating for a treat tomorrow?
Monday, March 16, 2009
This is only one piece of a whole, assorted collection that will ship this week to wonderful Julie, the owner of Virtu in Chicago. I had to photograph this right away though, because we all had to stop what we were doing and give this piece its moment of deserved admiration.
Friday, March 13, 2009
I had no idea, when we adopted this kitten, that he would have such strong opinions about how things should be done. In MY work. But he does, and he tries hard to show me how to do it "right." I suspect he considers me a slow learner, and it requires great patience on his part. But it also requires great patience on my part as he tries to master the art of tilting a drinking glass to drink water from it if he can't manage to fit his entire head inside. I could tell stories. And if I get good photos I will.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
My mom and I are alike in that neither of us likes to sit still, doing nothing. We are different in that I like to work late and sleep late, and she is an early riser. When she was here visiting she'd fall asleep on the couch (her preferred place to sleep, I DID offer her my bed!) and I'd still be at the table working. In the mornings she'd get bored and impatient (she'd been up for HOURS she'd say), and wake me up, complaining she had nothing to do. I learned I had to be darned sure to leave work out on the table for her to polish when she woke up if I were to get any rest at all. When I woke up, everything was perfectly polished, lined up neatly by categories, towels folded. As I was groggily making my first cup of coffee, she'd be asking "what can I do NOW to help you?" Geeze. Having help can be so exhausting! (Notice the gorgeous quilt she is sleeping under. She made that for me!)
Here we are, proof that we DO work hard, and don't just sit around eating fabulous meals. Think the table is a bit full? Yes, I know. It makes me a bit crazy sometimes, but really, we are getting a lot done, and if I have dinner guests? well, we move things slightly to the side, put down nice place mats, light a candle and call it good. Glamorous, really.
so, if it hadn't been for my rush rush rush hurry hurry hurry go go go day, there would have been a photo to accompany this post, but alas. On Tuesday we all chipped in to hire Premium T's son (a recent graduate from chef school) to make a luncheon for us. All the bees came in an hour early, and R walked in wearing his chef's coat and bearing all sorts of goodies: a variation of eggs benedict (but served on roasted potato slices) with blood-orange hollandaise and smoked salmon, roasted purple cauliflower, and a beautiful fresh salad of baby greens and light balsamic vinaigrette. He creatively accommodated a variety of dietary restrictions, and we all had a fabulous feast. Then back to work, and for me: run run run hurry hurry hurry go go go. I greatly prefer the days I stay here just making work work work, but some days I have to go out into the world and wrestle the dragons in the "real world." It makes me even more grateful for my days of working here, only at home. I heave a huge involuntary sigh of relief when I finally sit down at my work and get settled to cut resist and paint and and and...
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Here is a detail from the piece about to be sandblasted (shown in yesterday's post):
but it actually started with the photo shown above, a shot of a red-twig dogwood from my yard.
This piece is on its way to Pratt Fine Arts Center, for their big gala fund-raising auction.
It's where I rent time in their sandblaster, so I hope it does them well.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Guess what? I'm going to start a series here on my blog called "my glamorous life" (oh you know, the life of an artist is TOTALLY glamorous, and out of pure generosity I will share some of it. (I hope you can see the tongue in my cheek)).
Here I am this morning heading into the sandblaster with a large vessel. Isn't this a great intro to start off the series of glamour? I mean, just look at it all!
Sunday, March 8, 2009
I have a mini-peeve: how is it that most people (especially weather reporters) have come to see weather as either good (sunny! happy!) or bad (anything other than sunny! happy!) ?
What about the gentle hush and soft light of snow, with its excuse to stay home and drink hot chocolate with cognac? The thrill of a roaring wind storm? The pure exhilaration of thunder (!) and lightning? The glowing colors and fragrance of spring rain? And even the dreariness of drizzle (although I do cop to having a hard time with The Darkness).
I'm blessed to have shelter, and so I have the luxury of taking issue with the limitations assumed when the weather is described as either good or bad.
I really love it all. Or, well, most of it.
I lived in LA for a year or two once. I felt oppressed by the eternal sunshine. I would have dreams of the rain. I could even smell it. And I'd feel almost unbearably sad when I woke up!
And now a quirk of mine is revealed.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
I finally figured it out; how to upload photos to Flickr, make appropriate sets, and link it to my blog. Amazing really, but I did it. Click the link on my sidebar, and it will take you to the photo-set page. There are several categories so far: old/current work, my newest work, an insiders view of doing a big show, and close-up and personal photos of life in "the hive." I call my wonderful helpers worker-bees, I am of course the queen bee, and when we are all buzzing about, my home becomes "the hive." Work-in-progress photos will likely show up in that category. Welcome to my world!
Friday, March 6, 2009
I am ever-so content with my life. But I can see no reason in the world not to add this in on a regular (daily?!) basis. Can you? This is the first time I used the movie function on my little camera. Seemed fitting, I wanted to have something to remind me of the feeling of walking in the waves as they rolled onto the warm sand.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
See? It's the first of (likely many) photos of a certain kitten. He has just demonstrated one of his remarkable talents: he walked through an entire field of glass vases, one foot in each vase, to get to the spiral notebook containing the days to-do list. He thought it would be a perfect place to pose while we applauded his skill. And applaud we did.
Thank you, Premium T., for teaching me how to publish photos! This is part of a whole collection of damask vases that are shipping out to "By Hand Gallery of Fine Craft" in Haddonfield, New Jersey today. We are almost sorry to see this collection go, but hey! We have other collections to make. I hope they are as yummy as this one!
(check my flickr link for more photos of work, old & new)
This is going to link from my (under construction) website, and will be a place to show new work, my process, my daily life as a maker of "pretty things" and whatever else I feel like sharing. I suspect galleries will check from time to time to see what is in the pipeline, my friends and family will check to see why I haven't been calling, and whoever else stumbles across it will suffer through photos of our spoiled kitten and my industrious worker-bees. Because I love the ordinary parts of life they will likely get some coverage here as well. I will try to hold back on my proclivity for over-sharing, but who knows? A proclivity is a proclivity.
To start with I want to learn how to post photos and create a sidebar for particular categories. So. Here I go!