May 31, 2017

The concrete finality and implied authority of calling something Last interests me.

Most often we don’t know something is a last- until after it happens, maybe not until well after, because after all – couldn’t it happen again? How do we know for sure, it is a last?

By its nature – death helps to define last. (Don’t worry, I’m still around- this is not the moment when the narration ends with the end of the author)

Inspiration for this artists’ book, LAST ©2002, comes from biblical references to first and last, as well as a dictionary list of lasts- which incudes last ditch, last gospel, last hurrah, last minute, last name, last straw, last supper, last things and last words.

Yes- this is the last connection in my online project Second Sight. I’ve enjoyed going back into my own hi...

May 24, 2017

 ASK ©1990, brings together themes I return to again and again. Part of sensing the impossible beauty of the world (that stops you in your tracks with its extravagance) and responding with an intensity of feeling is the recognition that all of our human experiences are ephemeral. Everything that you or I experience- from the soft evening breeze ruffling the elm leaves and lightly touching our skin to the deep friendship we develop with another person – all of this will end for each of us.A narrative about this is featured in the 3 artists’ books of this installation.

Sample of text from

First Book (A):

Old friend,

oldest friend,

It was you I looked for,

running home.

Shadow of a plane

passes over me.

Patch of dark glides away,

over sparkling white sidewalk squares.

It was you,

I played a...

May 17, 2017

From my series of dress drawings, Blood Dress Glory ©1992, is one of my favorites. An anthem to menstruation, not as an embarrassing nuisance, but as a recognition of the primal glory of blood. When blood leaves your body on this sustained and regular cycle, and yet you are not sick or injured, it is evidence of power- not weakness. . 

    

     

May 10, 2017

The encircling green world draws strength and volume from the recent streak of bountiful rain. Signs of active plant growth had to be searched for just a few months ago. Although not green, Ring ©1994, is inspired by the sudden (almost supernatural) appearance of non-animal life in the ordinary landscape, specifically- the growth of an arc or circle of mushrooms- a Fairy Ring. Here the ring is on either side of a version of the figure 8- an upright infinity symbol- merging the ephemeral with the infinite. 

    

     

May 5, 2017

With documentation from another April, my artists’ book Green April ©1998 started as the chapter I made for a collaborative artists’ book project, APRIL 1996. Organized as an edition of 12 by Caryl Herfort, of LaLaLa Press, (Austin Texas) who made wonderful house-shaped boxes to contain 12 chapters, each with one page per month, from participants: Christopher Bruhn, Coco Gordon, Thomas Grace, Caryl Herfort, Adrianne Herman, Claudia Putz, Larry B. Thomas and me. To make Green April I created a  list of botanic terms (from a botanical dictionary)  that referenced human organs, characteristics or body parts and combined a selected term with a journal entry for each day (small concise observations of daily household life/interactions with weather, family and work) against digital...

April 21, 2017

It took a long time before I was able to make drawings like these that play with imagined objects in the two-dimensional space of a drawing. My training and practice in drawing from observation got in the way, merging with the bossy part of my brain that always thinks it is right. Gradually I’ve been able to calm this part down and allow it to work together with the non-verbal brain that makes intuitive connections, quietly and persistently suggesting something deeper. In this 3-paneled drawing, Whole, (©1992) the gestural strokes of the figure 8 shape combine with an imagined middle, taking on a solid hour glass like shape, to create versions of a completed shape, or whole. 

    

     

April 13, 2017

Returning to the studio in 1986 after a week long workshop in making artists’ books with Erica Van Horn at the Women’s Studio Workshop in Rosendale NY I was amazing prolific. Among the many things Erica taught me was how to use book board, book cloth and glue to make a simple and sturdy accordion book structure. My eyes were opened to possibilities of creating an intimate and subversively powerful world through the form of the artists’ book.

Featuring two of my favorite subjects placed together in the first of my Vocabulary Book series, here is Hand Leaf ©1986.

More info about Erica:

http://www.wsworkshop.org/artists/erica-van-horn/

https://somewordsforlivinglocally.com

Hand Leaf in the Public Library of Cincinnati and Hamilton County artists’ book collection:

http://catalog.cincin...

March 31, 2017

On a spring afternoon in 1989 as I sat in my 3rd floor studio working on the spiraling shapes you see here, I noted that the Braxon Hicks contractions I had been feeling all day seemed to be coming closer together and seemed to be forming an organized pattern. Leaving the studio at the end of my working day, I paused to look at this developing piece and thought about putting it away but decided against it. I was in a hurry to pick up my daughter from daycare and get ready to have my cousin and her husband over for dinner that night. At some point in this process it dawned on me that the contractions were the real thing. Dinner with Mary and Geoff was postponed, my in-laws came over to pick up my daughter and my husband and I got ready to go to the hospital. Our son, Max, was...

March 15, 2017

From Robin Crozier’s MEMO random project here is a poignant slice of life, dated March 1, 1991, from Shelia Hooligan, who describes her day on February 3, 1991: “A day of small animals, of cold fingers, of a thin winter sun and thinking about the novel I’ve just finished and whether it’s any good.” What a feeling of immediate connection to receive this in the mail. It has some similarities to a Facebook experience, if a Facebook post came handwritten in cursive on actual paper with a snapshot of a pygmy goat jumping through the hen house roof taped to it.

I couldn’t find a specific link to Sheila’s work, other than a listing of might be her name as an author in Index to Female Writers in science Fiction, Fantasy and Utopia: 18th Century to the Present http://www.feministsf.org...

March 8, 2017

From Robin Crozier’s MEMO random project here is a poignant slice of life, dated March 1, 1991, from Shelia Hooligan, who describes her day on February 3, 1991: “A day of small animals, of cold fingers, of a thin winter sun and thinking about the novel I’ve just finished and whether it’s any good.” What a feeling of immediate connection to receive this in the mail. It has some similarities to a Facebook experience, if a Facebook post came handwritten in cursive on actual paper with a snapshot of a pygmy goat jumping through the hen house roof taped to it.

I couldn’t find a specific link to Sheila’s work, other than a listing of might be her name as an author in Index to Female Writers in science Fiction, Fantasy and Utopia: 18th Century to the Present http://www.feministsf.org...

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