My second Donut Date was with my friend Cheryl. Originally we planned to meet at our favorite local coffee shop on "Onesie" day, back in January, but we both ended up being too tired to go. We rescheduled for a couple of weekends ago and I planned to get her favorite coconut donut from a bakery near her house. I showed up to her house late and with a coconut donut from a different bakery and she still welcomed me in her onesie with a smile because this woman is like no other friend there is. There is no way to reduce the friendship I have with Cheryl down to a few sentences but I will try. We have so much in common from our love of everything 70's, to donuts, to our artiness and new adventures in food and beverages...but it is so much more than things in common. She gives the best advice, knows pretty much everything or can figure it out, cares deeply about people, is the most positive person I know, has a nutty side (hence the coconut donut) that pops up at the most random times (insert the random stache tattoo), and would do anything and I mean anything for her friends. I have the worst memory and she will write things down that I need to remember on post-it notes and keep them in her pocket and text me later. She texts me every week when our favorite shows are on to remind me to watch them and then we proceed to watch them at our own homes texting each other the whole time. She surprises me with the most thoughtful gifts at the most random times just when I need them. But most of all, I think she is the first friend that has truly loved me unconditionally. She has shown me the most patience for my randomness, forgetfulness, weirdness, and lack of attention span of any of my friends before her. I can be "me" with her every moment without worry and her with me. I'm not sure what I did to earn a place in her life, but I hope I keep earning it for the rest of mine.
I've spent the 2nd part of spring break working on Donut Date #2. It's my friend Cheryl and I can't wait to tell you all about her and this work. I'm at the the stage where you live with it and decide what changes you need to make but I think it is fun to look at the progress from the first layer until now. Watercolor and graphite on Claybord. More to come. Back to school tomorrow
If you want this artwork to just be about delicious donuts, stop reading now. If you know me at all, you know how much I love donuts. I talk about them way more than I actually eat them. In keeping with my "and the world will be as one" series inspired by John Lennon's song, "Imagine", I began to look at donuts like people....or people like donuts. When you go to the bakery to pick donuts, most of the time, they are behind glass and sometimes even behind a counter behind glass. You can't touch them or taste them ahead of time, you make your choices based on looks only unless you have had them before. Meeting people is the same....we can only see what they want us to see. Like donuts some people wear all of their goodness on the outside like icing, stripes, glaze and rainbow sprinkles. What is on the outside attracts your attention and you take a leap. Other donuts and people are plain on the outside....no icing or just white or brown icing, but on the inside they can be filled with a goodness you can't see. Only once you take a chance on them, will you find out what is inside. The most underrated donut is the glazed donut....what you see is what you get. It's not even a little flashy, there are no surprises waiting on the inside, but it's loyal. You can count on it to always be there and to be good. Every now and then you find a donut that has icing, sprinkles, and chocolate chips on the outside and a surprise yumminess on the inside. When this happens, you feel like you hit the lottery. When I go donut shopping, I definitely have my favorites, but I always try new ones. I make a few selections and then tell the person behind the counter to mix and match to reach a dozen. I then like to cut them into smaller pieces to try them all because they all have a quality that makes them unique and depending on the situation my favorite. Sometimes, donuts are even a little nutty....so are people. Wouldn't it be great if we gave all people the same chance we gave donuts? If we took chances on people to find the goodness inside? I have met a lot of donuts that at first glance I did not think I would find appealing but color, size, shape and preferences don't have to keep us from living as one.
Hello peeps it has been forever since my last blog post. I had committed to twice a week and then my website went down getting me out of my routine and it all went downhill from there just like any exercising routine. I have been working...not as much as I would like but I have. Mostly on this piece which is 36"x24". It has taken a crazy amount of time. Even with the small scale donut studies I did, these lil tasty treats have been giving me fits. I do a combination of photo transfer, painting and graphite in my work. Getting all of these different mediums to work together is sometimes super easy and other times like trying to get a puppy to sit still right after feeding it 53lbs of sugar. My reasoning for using all of these different media is about more than just being mixed media, it plays into my message for this piece that hopefully will be explained in the final post for this piece soon. I plan to finish it today before and after an appointment I have. I plan to work a lot this week so stay tuned for updates! P. S. I had my second donut date but I haven't started the piece yet....any guesses who it is?
I did not forget about "A dozen donut dates"....but February got away from me. I thought I had my next date set up late January but my date and I were mutually spent that week and didn't meet. (In may donut dates defense, she didn't know it was an official donut date) I spent my time on other artworks this month and looking for new Call for Entries since our show at MSJ has already come down. It seemed fast, but that is what happens when it is a mid show opening. I am however starting two new artworks today. This is the pic I will be working from and is the donut idea I had before I was distracted with the donut dates. More to come in the following days with this one and the other one that is still swimming around in my brain waiting for a life line to bring it in to reality. Happy Sunday
Thursday night was the opening of "Movement" at Pop Revolution Gallery in Mason, OH. I had the honor of having my artwork, "When Thoughts Defy Gravity", selected as "Best of Show". I created this piece specifically for this call for entry. It is a product about the process. The movement an artist has from ideas to reality.
Not sure how or when but my ability to edit my website returned today. It's been out for a week. Here is my latest finished work from about a week and a half ago. Another work in my "Imagine" series. "And the world will be as one" Inspired by John Lennon's "Imagine" lyrics. Color, size, shape, preferences don't have to keep us from living as one. "I hope someday you'll join us" This piece was created using many different media to reflect the different people in the world. People can be vibrant, subtle, colorful, etc. but they all have value and similar elements that weave them together to work as one. I wore this hoodie relentlessly for years until the zipper broke and I had to hang it up hence the way it is portrayed. Anyone know how to add zippers? I think it is screaming for a comeback!
It is hard to explain the opening night of an exhibit but it is kind of like your mind is naked on the wall for everyone to see what goes on inside your head. It's exciting and terrifying all at the same time. It's also like a wedding where you get about two minutes with each guest before telling yourself to move on to the next person so that you get a chance to talk to everyone that was able to come. I had many great conversations last night about specific artworks and the show as a whole. One of the most interesting conversations was about how much more exciting it is to see the work in person. We have grown accustomed to viewing artwork the size of Instagram on our phone and forget that it lives out there in the real world many times larger than that one inch by one inch frame. My friend Mary said that artwork has a "presence" in person that you just can't capture on such a small scale. That conversation has inspired me to start going to see more work in person again instead of behind my screen. Thank you Mary for coming and putting that thought in my head. If you are reading this maybe we can meet up and go to some galleries together. I have a following of friends and of course family that come to most if not all of my shows and I cannot thank them enough for their love and loyalty. I truly have the best group of supporters out there. You may recognize the tiny human above as my adorable donut date, "Tess". She probably attended her first show in her mom's belly. The gallery surprised us with an awards ceremony where they brought back our most loved professors to present us with medals and a gift from the gallery pictured above. I was not expecting this and it just added to the nostalgia of the night being back in the place I called home for so many years in college. I had very few moments to think last night but I took a moment to look at all of those professors and just remember how much they inspired me then and how much they continue to inspire me all of these years later. It just proves to me how important teachers are in our lives and how I lucky I am to have one of the most important jobs you can have in this life.
#MyOnlyGuns is making it rounds from California to Ohio and then landing in Washington, DC next month. It has been selected to be a part of the "Quietly Powerful" exhibit at Sense Gallery. Good art is not about matching your sofa, but about the conversation it starts. "Being a teacher is an awesome responsibility to not only teach tiny humans but to keep them safe these days in our schools. This artwork is a statement about the thought of arming teachers. It is ridiculous to ever think that the same people who are throwing themselves between the bullets and their kids would ever be willing to be the people to fire bullets. #MyOnlyGuns I ever want to pack in my classroom can be seen here. Fellow educators, please roll up your sleeves and join me."
A Dozen Donut Dates has officially kicked off with finishing my first piece. "Tess" took a little longer than expected, but I experimented with some new techniques that I loved and hated all at once. Late one night I completely wiped out her face and started over. This series was born to get back to the old-fashioned idea of spending time with people in person and seeing what they have to offer on the inside. We often make decisions about people much like when selecting our donuts. The donuts are in cases much like people on social media. We can only see what is on the outside until we bite into them or until we spend time with them. This was not my first donut date with her family, we have a mutual love affair for donuts. We met at the park, ate our donuts (that much like Tess, wore a sparkly sugar coating) and then went for a hike where Tess, dressed in a fluffy pink hoodie with sparkly gold stars, was perfectly happy foraging for rocks in the mud and grass. After finally getting her to leave, we decided to meet for lunch as well. Her dad carried the pink glittery treasure box into the restaurant and sat it in front of Tess who insisted on sitting right by me. We had met for dinner only a couple of weeks before and her treasure chest that night consisted of makeup that she proceeded to pretend to put on me throughout dinner. Assuming similar contents, it was the best surprise ever to see not only the rocks she had collected that day, but the rest of her rock collection as well. This lunch was spent naming every rock in the chest and then coloring them with markers. Names included were things like "froggie" because it resembled a frog and "rainbow" for a completely gray rock. What I love most about tiny humans is their ability to be uninhibited by rules and logic and to just be themselves. I've known Tess since she was inside her mom's belly and she has always been a spitfire, a character, and a beautiful tiny human. I can not wait to see where her creative mind leads.