Day 183 of Year 2 (Actually Day 187)
I made this image this afternoon before I left for the opening of my show. The opening was wonderful! I am very grateful to all who came out. I will post pictures and more details soon. But now I've been on my feet for hours and I'm off to put them up! xoxo
Day 182 of Year 2 (Actually Day 187)
Late again tonight! If you're in the area, I hope you can make it to my opening! xo
Thursday 1/16, 7-9PM at Clerestory Fine Art
Day 181 of Year 2 (Actually Day 186)
Posting late tonight! Something simple and calming. Wishing you blessings. xo
Day 180 of Year 2 (Actually Day 185)
As soon as I walked into the studio tonight I knew I needed to use this greenish color. It's a soothing antidote for a busy week. The show install is almost done. I'm really excited. The 4-D piece and the light piece came together really well. Hope to see you at the opening!
Day 179 of Year 2 (Actually Day 184)
Still installing the show. It's wonderful and exhausting. I won't be writing much for the next few days until all is done.😊
Here is a peak at the catalog for my solo show “A Fish Cannot Drown in Water” at Clerestory Fine Art opening Thursday, January 16, 2020 from. 7:00 PM 9:00 PM. Hope you can make it to the opening and get your own copy!
Here is the Gallery Statement:
Clerestory Fine Art maintains a strong commitment to producing printed collateral in conjunction with each exhibition. As digital formats progressively change, and our relationship with scholarly sources turns to the screen, NOTHING replaces the experience of reading a physical book, catalog, or article. In advance of tomorrow night’s highly anticipated opening of “A Fish Cannot Drown in Water: The Inner Life if the Artist” here is a glance at our catalog for the show, which process a glossary of Sybil Archibald’s symbolism, deeply routed in her experience studying medieval mysticism and sacred poetry. Take this guide in hand with you through the exhibition to deepen your understanding of her complex, inspiring work.
OPENING RECEPTION THURSDAY, JANUARY 16, 7-9pm!
Day 178 of Year 2 (Actually Day 183)
Day 177 of Year 2 (Actually Day 182)
Another egg. I'm busy packing up tonight because tomorrow morning the truck arrives bright and early to be loaded for the gallery. Fun, nerve wracking, exciting? I don't really know how to describe it. But tonight, besides this print, my world is bubble wrap! Wish me luck! xoxo
Day 176 of Year 2 (Actually Day 181)
A lot of eggs this week. 😊 Whenever I'm making eggs I feel comforted. I've posted tonight's poem before but I love it, so here it is again! xo
Oceans
by Juan Ramon Jimenez, Trans. Robert Bly
I have a feeling that my boat
has struck, down there in the depths
against a great thing. And nothing
happens! Nothing…Silence…Waves… –Nothing happens? Or has everything happened,
and are we standing now, quietly, in the new life?
From News of the Universe: Poems of Two Fold Consciousness https://amzn.to/305tT6G
Day 174 of Year 2 (Actually Day 179)
Three more work days until delivery of my show. It's exciting and it's a leap into the unknown. I've pushed myself with a couple of pieces that incorporate wind, sound and light. All the different components will come together at the last minute at the gallery. It's a risk but I figure the ideas wouldn't have been given if they weren't executable. So I trust the process we will see what hatches. xo
Day 173 of Year 2 (Actually Day 178)
Every once in a while I find it important to do a self portrait just to check in with myself and see how everything is going. This one is more of an energetic portrait than a realistic one. To stay grounded and present is one of the great tasks in life. Self portraits are part of that process for me. What helps you stay grounded?
Day 172 of Year 2 (Actually Day 177)
Another calming image tonight. I'm feeling unaccountably relaxed considering I have just 5 days to get everything completed for my show. I was really stressed for a while but my daily practice of monotypes brought me back down to earth. The value of positive habits can't be overstated. They ground you in moments of chaos or pressure. They remind you that life goes on and our drama is just that, drama. Trees will keep blooming, grass will still grow, and I will continue to brush my teeth until I take my last breath and my creativity passes to another. Our own insignificance in the passage of time is strangely comforting. Without the pressure of self imposed ideas of greatness or importance we are free to truly be ourselves and create marvelous things. This week, I'm just breathing and putting one foot in front of the other. xo
Until Even the Angels
By Dorothy Walters
What the heart wants
is to follow its true passion,
to lie down with it
near the reeds beside
the river,
to devour it in the caves
between the desert dunes,
to sing its notes
into the morning sky
until even the angels
wake up
and take notice
and look around
for their beloved.
From A Cloth of Fine Gold https://amzn.to/2QMn2uE
Day 171 of Year 2 (Actually Day 176)
I've been struggling a bit with the monotypes for the past week or so. So much of my energy has been directed to prep for my show that when I get into the print studio, it's been hard to focus. My mind has felt cluttered. I asked for an image tonight to help me clear my brain out and open back up to the creative flow. This simple image came and looking at it, I immediately feel more open and grounded. Deep breath, pause. I will return to work tomorrow refreshed. Today's poem (below the title) is another from Wendell Berry. I just got a new book of his work so I can't help myself! xo
Sabbaths 1992 II
by Wendell Berry
Lift up the dead leaves
and see, waiting
in the dark, in cold March,
the purplish stems, leaves,
and buds of twinleaf,
infinitely tender, infinitely
expectant. They straighten
slowly into the light after
the nights of frost. At last
the venture is made: the brief
blossoms open, the petals fall,
the hinged capsules of seed
grow big. The possibility
of this return returns
again to the seed, the dark,
the long wait, and the light again.
From A Timbered Choir https://amzn.to/35nN4d8
Day 170 of Year 2 (Actually Day 175)
While cleaning my studio yesterday, I found a discarded print, just an empty boat. It called to me so instead of dumping it, tonight I printed two images on it- the angel and then the person. The creative process has no timeline.
Tonight is my son's last night home for a while so I'll leave at that for now. xo
