This creature, hiding his hands for so long, grows a new protective limb; a second ribcage around the heart—an Odalisque refusing intimacy; allergic to vulnerability. My hands are prettiest when they are smeared in ink, paint, any pigment; any evidence of my stock in trade. Drawing is my origin, my core. It’s something I have… Continue reading An assignment to make me better
The cigar box's resulting border, its leaf having been painted over at intervals. My front room floor is glittered with tiny fragments of leaf. I decided to give the borders a contrasting stripe look (a la Moorish architecture in Spain, for example) as the whole thing was looking entirely too contemporary with the borders all… Continue reading Intervals, in art and grammar
This afternoon, I killed a painting I did about a year and a half ago. It was on 2 facing panels of a hinged wooden cigar box— a box I wish to use for a new piece. I sanded it, stained it and obliterated the remaining ghost image with a glaze of linseed and oil… Continue reading Art as murder
the copper plate, in process of being scribed (hard ground applied) digital proof made by scanning, inversing and adjusting contrast of copper plate An eight hour day in the home studio, spent scribing the hard ground. Below are more scans in-progress; this is how I get an idea of what the line work I've done… Continue reading New line etching in progress
Friday night. After midnight. Increasingly aware (on account of my poor typing these past few days- I miss the proper keys!) that my fingernails seem to grow like weeds again. Like it's summer again. Been stretched a bit thin lately, again– working on a number of projects for clients (four web sites, the museum, a… Continue reading a creative dilemma
Mechanical pencil– mechanized shading therewith. It's a 0.5 lead, and much as I love working with it, I realize I'm attacking fine art with an architect or engineer's tool. What's one to do? One begins with, then becomes comfortable with, and finally attached to one's media. (It's a pencil I found in the Pratt library… Continue reading The slow process of pencil-shading, mechanically
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