Last But Not Least

With a job loss in our family, a new job, a (seemingly new) child, and new responsibilities, this painting is a marker for me.

Do you ever smell something, or hear a certain song, or eat something and then get a flood of memories? That's what my paintings do for me. As I go through the process of painting I am usually meditating on my life. When I see the paintings I was working on while I was pregnant with Pierson, I recall how weird my body felt and how I was filled with hope and fear. All-in-all this painting marks a change in my life. Whether it's good or bad, only time will tell. But hopefully in 30 years I can see it and breathe a sigh of relief and have a feeling of success.

PS. I promise to stop being so secretive soon.

Back in Business

I'm back in the studio! Can't wait to see more work? Why not come for a visit?

The Resurrection

I know, I know. It's been way too long. Why does it seem like I've been saying that to everyone lately? I could ramble with excuse after excuse, but the one thing that has killed my posting is my formerly broken camera. I'm not one to search blogs for something good to read, but rather something good to look at. So, since that's my disposition, I totally blog that way. Images images and images! I don't think I could post without a picture to back it up.

In July or August, I can't remember which, I was able to visit my lovely friend and sister-in-law's studio at Claremont. Sometimes I think if her and I were meshed into one we would be like the perfect person (or maybe just artist). She has been painting on Yuppo and until my visit in the summer, I had only heard her talk about it and I had seen a couple images of her new work. When I saw the way the watercolor melted on the paper I thought--this is ridiculous (like the good kind)! And since my studio space was having some fire code problems/repairs for a seriously long time, I decided I would try the paper out in my own way.

So here are 2 drawings that resulted:





P.S. They'll be up at the NIGHT OF 1,000 DRAWINGS here in a few weeks.

I have a confession to make...

I really really really want to learn to hook rugs.




Last year I went and saw the The Great Cover Up at the American Museum of Folk Art, and I was blown away. And now, with the impending winter, I'm feeling the vibes.

Louise Bourgeois

I braved the Louise Bourgeois Show last Friday with Pierson, my 2-year-old. I only had about an hour before we had to hop on the train and head home for bedtime. But in that hour I found some new favorites and was totally re-convert to Louis Bourgeois.



Her ability to transcend the medium is inspirational. And her subject matter is sincere--revolving around life, humanity and relationships. I enjoyed the aesthetic of her new rooms/cells. And Pierson favored the towers (I know because he kept telling me that he wanted to knock them over).



I had a few favorite drawings, but haven't been able to find images of them online. They were part of Bourgeois work that I had never seen before.



Bourgeois is apparent in all her work--from drawing to created environments--but the work also develops with the time and the course of the art world. Bravo!

Pierson's second favorite thing (not part of the show):

On the Wall and Up to

It's been a nutty summer...or fall. I'm really not sure what season it is right now. My wallet was stolen at Time Square last week (one of the reasons I don't ever go there). The next day I lost my keys. A couple of days later our upstairs neighbor flooded our bathroom and bedroom while we were away.
On a more exciting note, Pierson started 'school' which is really a one hour a week KINDERMUSIC class in the village.


Here are some upcoming activities on my Fall calendar:

Going to Boston next weekend for Mike's J Query Conference, which will be held at this Frank Ghery building.
See Louise Bourgeois at the Guggenheim. (closes the 28th)
See Jeff Koons on the roof at the Met. (closes the October 26th)

Chashama's Tax-Free Art Photos

My two guys and a painting. This morning when I tried to play trains with Pierson he said, 'no, you have your painting.' I guess it's true. Pierson has his cars and I have my painting.




I enjoyed these two paintings that were part of the show: (there were a few more I liked, but my photos didn't turn out so well.)