Art, Journals

Glue!

I’ve been preoccupied the past few days with transcribing old letters. I’ve made good progress on that front and am happy with the work rhythm that’s emerging. Two to three letters a day is doable, even for an a-motivated, essentially lazy person like me.

I’ve also been arting, but not anything that’s fit to upload. At least, not yet. I got a few backgrounds painted in my composition book journal. One of them is especially peachy. As the An Art a Day theme for this week is the Arts & Crafts movement, I think I’ll do a viney, Art Nouveau-ish type design on the boarder. The background itself was sponged, so the finished product is a lovely mottled beige. Yes, I said beige. No, really, it is lovely. It’s somewhat like an earlier background I did, only a bit darker.

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I’ll upload a scan of the new spread as soon as I finish it.

And now for the glue. I finished my glue book last night. The final entry wasn’t anything special and I probably won’t upload it, but it’s done, done, done. Now, I need to think about the next glue book. I liked working in composition books. The size is perfect. But, I found that they bulk up very quickly, even when half the pages are removed. The spine on the one I just finished is way too tight. It’s about to split. I could remove even more pages, I suppose, but since a thin strip needs to be left along the spine edge (to keep the opposite page from falling out), that still leaves an awful lot of bulk at the spine. I think this is due in large part to the way I work. I almost always do a two-page spread with paper–sometimes multiple layers of paper–glued across the gutter. So, no matter how many pages I remove, it won’t cut down on the bulk along the spine.

I’m thinking I may take an entirely different approach to my next glue book. Instead of using a book or journal, I think I’ll use paper, chip board, or whatever ends up working best and bind my own book. If I do the spreads before I bind the book, then bind single-spread signatures with spacers between each one, that should fix the problem. It will also create a problem, though, as I will only be able to do a two-page spread on the interior of each signature. The exterior of each signature will have to be made up of two one-page pieces. If I use chip board or heavy water color paper, I could use the single pages for drawing (mmm, cray pas) and the interiors for gluing. I just got some yummy paper, so I’m going to spend the weekend playing around with options.

Art, Collage, Photography

Snow Storms and Rituals and Beautiful Boys

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The wind is howling like a banshee and the snow is blowing sideways. At what point does a snow storm officially become a blizzard? The snow has lightened up a bit since I took these photos. I can actually see the ridge to the east of me. I’m glad I don’t have to be out in this. Snow and cold are great, but high winds scare the bejeezus out of me. This is definitely a day to stay inside with a good fil-um or book and drink lots of hot cocoa.

Rituals
Rituals
collage in composition book

Despite my lack of motivation, I did manage to get some gluing done. The idea for the piece above came to me yesterday, at work. The person in the cubicle beside mine has a collection of vitamins and assorted medications that she takes every afternoon. Little rituals like that are comforting: shoes shed by the front door when you come home, brushing your teeth before bed, or stopping every morning for coffee before work; big rituals, as well: christenings, birthdays, weddings, honeymoons, funerals. These rituals remind us that there’s a rhythm to life and that, no matter what happens, the world will continue rotating on its axis and the sun will continue to rise and set.

Beautiful Boy
Beautiful Boy
collage in composition book

I was watching bad daytime TV earlier in the week and on some talk show, probably Oprah, Celine Dion did a gawdawful cover of John Lennon’s Beautiful Boy. I’ve had the song stuck in my head since then–not a bad thing, since it was thankfully the original version. So, I thought I’d do some arting on the subject. Sometimes art is silly.

Letters to Esther

Letters to Esther

And now for something completely different…

I started a sister blog today. It isn’t art related and the content isn’t even written by me. It’s a collection of transcribed letters written to a woman named Esther Munro. She was born in Illinois around the turn of the century. When she was a small child, her family moved to Geneva, Indiana. In the 1920s, Esther attended Indiana University, where she received a degree in elementary education.

Esther died in 1997 and her letters were sold at an estate sale. I stumbled across them a couple of years later at a flea market, where the vendor was selling them piece-meal. I thought it was criminal that he was splitting them up, so I asked him what he wanted for the whole lot. I ended up paying $20 for an orange crate crammed with hundreds of letters–her entire life’s worth of correspondence.

I haven’t even read all of the letters yet. Some of the letters are from friends, some from family. Many are from college sweethearts. They all help to paint a picture of the people around Esther. Interestingly, they don’t tell us much about Esther herself. I have an interactive art project in the planning stages that will help remedy that. Esther should have a voice, too, I think. But, for now, I’m working on transcribing these boxes and boxes and boxes of letters. I’m hoping to add a couple more each day, time permitting. I’m also trying to find related information on-line (e.g. the links to the Panama and Pacific Exposition and the PBS special on the 1918 influenza epidemic). If anyone comes across information or websites that they think would be informative, please let me know.

Art, Bookarts, Crankypantsing

Dada Book

My poor little car is dead, dead, dead, so I’ve been a little preoccupied, a little freaked out, and generally very cranky about the whole thing. I hate worrying about transportation problems. Last night, I was suffering from extreme grumpiness and thought a book making fix would help improve my mood. There’s something about the smell of beeswax and the rhythm of folding paper and sewing bindings that I find calming.

Since I’ve been playing around with glue books, I’ve been going through stacks of magazines, ripping out images. I decided to make a Dada book out of the left-overs. I took a stack of pages I’d torn out of various lifestyle/interior design magazines and made a little (4.5″ x 5.5″) coptic bound book out of them. It’s 13 signatures of 20 pages each, so the whole book is 260 sheets (520 front/back pages). It’s *cute*.

My plan is to do quick journaling and collage in it, with the emphasis on quick. This isn’t going to be a pretty, carefully crafted altered book sort of project. Since the pages are chock-a-block with ads and fashion/home decor advice, I’m planning on the book being a commentary on those things. I think that will tie in nicely with the overall concepts of Dada–reuse of junk/trash, anti-aesthetic, anti-culture, and silly, obscure references.

I haven’t taken pictures of the book yet, but I’ll post them when I do. I’ll probably also post scans of pages as I finish them.

Art, Collage, Ladybusiness

Packing

Packing
Packing
collage in composition book

Today’s glue book spread started with the lovely pale tealish blue color of the wedding cupcake layout. From there, I searched through my stacks of clippings, looking for similarly colored bits. The idea of a woman’s traditional place in the world–from cook and seamstress to interior decorator to maid to fashion plate and wife–became a running theme. The title comes from the historical act of a woman and her dowry being packed up as presents to be opened by her new husband. I thought of all the woman who, throughout history, have embarked on a new life not knowing what was in store for them. What thoughts must have gone through their minds as they packed to leave their parents’ homes for the last time?

Art, Photography

My "Studio"

Before

After
Before and After Cleaning

I always enjoy looking at people’s work spaces. I’m in awe of many of them. They’re neat and tidy and hummense. I live in a tiny house with no room for a studio. I prefer working in front of the television, anyway, so even when I had a nice, big studio, I didn’t use it much.

The first picture I took early this morning. I’d been up late working on something, so it was a mess (everything out of place, paper scraps on the floor, and evidence of my caffeine addiction littering the area). The second picture is the clean(er) verison.

After

After
Stacks of Junk and Collage Mania

I added these pictures to show the stacks of containers and drawers under the coffee table. I also thought I’d include a picture of the top of the coffee table. It’s a butt-ugly 1970s vintage maple piece that I inherited from a college roommate. Instead of replacing it with a nicer one, I decided to decoupage the entire top and paint the body. That was about 10 years ago (lordy, does time ever fly!). The decoupage has held up pretty well. I’ve had to replace a couple of areas because I’m coaster impaired and over the years cold beverages have sweat on it. The paint job is looking a little worse for wear, but since I use it as a work bench (note the hammer underneath it), I’m in no hurry to repaint it.

Art, Collage

Meat, Eggs, Glue, and Paint

Meat
A Nice Cut of Meat
collage in composition book

I tried a Dadaish approach with this one. The torn up black and white pieces came from magazine ads. I tore them into roughly squarish pieces, then turned them all upside down and shuffled them around. I picked pieces from the pile, applied glue, then randomly stuck them on the page (I closed my eyes to ensure the placement was actually random). I added the knife because I liked the shape of it. Then, while flipping through a copy of Martha Stewart Living, I thought a piece of raw meat would round out the ensemble nicely. ha! A few pages later, I found the finishing touch.The idea of all those chopped up bits of models juxtaposed with the knife and about-to-be carved meat strikes me as gross and amusing.

6 of 1
Six of One
collage in composition book

This is an entry in my composition book journal. The sun came back out for awhile, so I thought I’d try painting the page bright orange–not one of my favorite colors, so I thought it would present a challenge for me. I had veggie eggs for brunch (I totally missed eating breakfast!), so the egg theme seemed appropriate.

Photography

Winter Sun

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Winter Sun

It snowed last night and the sky is a serious shade of slate this morning. Back to yucky Indiana winter weather, I guess.

In art news, I’m hostessing this week’s An Art a Day theme: Dadaism. I’ve been cruising the web, looking for information and inspiration for folks. I was up way past my bedtime last night, working on it. I had trouble falling asleep because my brane was spinning round and round with ideas. That’s often when my best inspirations come to me, though. Hopefully, this won’t be an exception. I can’t wait to get to work!

Art

Fun with Dada

Sharp Coffee Schrödinger's Egg
Left: Sharp Coffee (With Apologies to Mr. Duchamp)
Right: Schrödinger’s Egg Egg

These are my early morning attempts to get into the Dada spirit. I’ve got a fun collage idea, too. I’ll upload scans of that as soon as I finish.

Pets

The Sun Came Out to Play

Capricorn Bash 2005 is over–great friends, great food, and great fun was enjoyed by all. I got a Kibological selection of DVDs from Mr. B (Romper Stomper & Never Cry Wolf) and groovy slippers and art supplies (including a set of hole punches and a butt-load of various glues) from Mrs. B. We then adjourned for a silly-fest at Ms. K’s house, where I laughed so hard I ended up with a sore throat. That sort of laughter is good for the soul.

And, guess what? The sky cleared up yesterday! It’s pale blue today, but there isn’t a cloud to be seen. We ended up getting a few more inches of rain on Wednesday night/Thursday, so the river is back up again. It’s not as bad as it was last time, though, thankfully. It’s supposed to crest Sunday, so I’m hoping I can get out and get some pictures. The poor folks in Spencer who live near the river haven’t takend down their sandbag barricades yet. That’s probably a good thing.

Froggie
Froggy Says: We Got 3″ of Rain

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The sun came out to play, so I took some pictures of the dogs enjoying the good weather. They both came inside afterward with their feets caked in mud and huge smiles on their faces. The wee critters were out and about, taking advantage of the good weather, too, and providing lots of entertainment for the dogs. Work on the Moon Crater continues.