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Time Wasted

I have a love/hate kind of thing with television.  It seems to be so passive that it’s difficult to recognize any value.  It’s loud and bright and most of it feels like a reminder of all the things you do not have and will never experience yourself.

But then it’s also a window to something more, things beyond and outside of yourself.  And for as many parts of it that make you reflect upon your lacking, there are others that remind you of a sameness, of shared feelings regardless of never having met.

It’s also easy to forget there is love and art that goes into many programs.  If you allow yourself to study what you’re seeing, you find deeper levels than what’s immediately obvious.  Not everything, obviously, but even those that lack a deeper sense of art can be an interesting reflection of the medium and of our society.

Sometimes I can’t stand to have it on.


Quote by Chris Trapper (from a song called Ocean View)

And other times, I keep it on as a reminder that life is happening.


“Warm Glow” 2015

And if anything, it is at least something I can make art about.


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new work

I had a quick deadline this month which turned into a great opportunity to explore a mixed media idea that I’ve been thinking about.

These weavings are all made directly on poplar blocks using various materials – wool yarn, roving, hemp twine, and even plastic.  I was hoping to achieve a kind of landscape look with these and then added the figures on top.

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Sand In Our Toes

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I Have A Plan

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Warner’s Wharf 71

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Construction 1

They’re each only 3.5″ x 6″.  The figures are drawn and painted onto shrinky dink material and added on after.  I have one larger one that I haven’t photographed yet.  I’ve been thinking of making some big work like this but I also enjoy the intimacy of these smaller ones.


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my apathetic

I’ve been sharing many negative thoughts and feelings and such on here, and so I considered not sharing my little sketch.  But then I thought, eff it.

so apathetic

so apathetic

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“if we didn’t have so many to choose from, we might have chosen yours”

How is that supposed to make any artist feel better?

Rejection letters are a reality and one that I am perfectly willing to face.  Not everybody will appreciate your work.  Possibly the majority will not appreciate it.

But let’s get down to the other reality that is the rejection letter.  I’ve seen plenty, and one overriding pattern I have noticed is the tendency to cite the number of entries when it comes to not having been chosen.  Why exactly is this supposed to be comforting?  This information had little to no bearing on the work that was accepted, so how is it suddenly relevant when turning others away?

I know I’d prefer honesty.

“Look, we just hated it.”

“Nothing about your art is anything we want to look at.”

But of course, these are form letters and the volume of rejections I guess is what prevents them from being able to include personal barbs.  I just think it would be hilarious and lovely.

And let’s not forget the everlasting closing statement: “Feel free to fork over more money for the next open call!”



that's right, we don't like you and you can't do anything about it.

that’s right, we don’t like you and you can’t do anything about it.

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I like good art how about you?

This morning I read a post reviewing a local museum.  It was favorable and led from the hypothesis of it being a nice surprise.  The idea was that being a smaller museum it would contain mostly ‘local’ art, interspersed with some ‘good’ art.  I am guessing that by ‘good’, the author means ‘well known’.

I feel such frustration with that viewpoint.  How is it that our culture is generally much more impressed by what is famous and popular than by what is good, or what oneself is genuinely attracted to, regardless of the opinions of others?  We’re seen as such an individualistic country and yet with art it seems one must consult the popular vote before deciding what they love, or what is worth looking at.

In this museum, for example, famous artists are in fact quite well represented.  It is a point of pride, I think, that this is so and from a historic viewpoint, I don’t have an issue with that.  I would never erase the history of art over an argument of popularity. There is also of course, more local art, and what surprised the author was the fact that these artists were well known.  Is it that much better that they should be well known?

I’m not going to judge, should someone happen to be in love with what is also a famous piece of art.  I love many famous pieces myself; I am questioning something different from that.

Is any Picasso, no matter how banal, better than a meaningful work by an unknown?

This is all, of course, centered around that nearly intangible, unanswerable question: what is good art?

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Perhaps that is why, it seems, in absence of any known measure of the true merit of a piece of art, so many turn to popularity for an answer.

Opinions welcome.


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