This is my entry this year into the Emerald Print Exchange hosted by Whiteaker Printmakers in Eugene, Oregon. With this particular exchange, the organization retains 2 of the prints to be used for fundraising purposes. The one fundraiser is a reverse auction, meaning the price goes down a bit each day. So you may be able to collect a great print for a very fair price (unless someone else snatches it up at he higher price in fear they will not get it at all) Oh well! I will post when the auction is live, which will not be until the fall. Here is my entry below. It is called The Protector #2 which is a reduction linocut, edition of 12. Paper size is 5″ x 7″.
I attend a few drawing sessions on a fairly regular basis. I go with grand plans but always end up using the most basic materials (pencil, conte crayon, etc.) My favorite are the short pose workshops because I tend to have a short attention span.
This model really intrigued me; especially his face. You can click on any image to enlarge.
Ok so this is an eclectic post but I figure I will fit these two in since they were both done this week. The portrait (see enlarged version below) is from a weekly figure drawing session. And the collage (also enlarged below) is in my one medium size collage sketchbook.
Starting with the collage, well, even I can’t figure out what is going on in this crazy scene. A biblical era Speakeasy? Is she a bootlegger? What is going on with the bread being thrown around? This whole scene looks like a shady operation to me!
The portrait below is of a model named Angel and she was a very striking woman. These sessions take place weekly and the models vary as far as life models, costume/portrait models, and apparently (though I am new so I have not seen this aspect yet), local politicians, musicians, etc.
I never made a cyanotype before and always wanted to try it. Yesterday, I finally had the opportunity at an event hosted by Arts+, the community arts organization where I am on faculty. I choose a sprig of grass as my subject (What kind? Well, I do not even attempt to key grasses; you have to be half crazy. Oh wait a minute…. my boss does!!! Yikes, hope he doesn’t read this post! ) Anyway, the way my cyanotype came out, it was sort of stencil like so while it was technically fine, it was not exciting or very creative. However, my husband’s had much flair. It pays to have no idea of what you are trying to do – Really! No expectations! So I appropriated his and turned it into a collage.
Some weekends I have either no specific project in mind or am in the waiting mode regarding another project. This weekend I found myself in the waiting mode for a printing project to dry. It is so humid here that ink can take up to a week to dry, sometimes even longer, depending on how many layers of ink you have on the print. So it was a good weekend to do some collage work because I could easily put it down and go back to it if need be.
The first collage is actually not from this weekend but a similar weekend last month. The materials used were some papers/photos from a materials exchange with members at the Plastic Club. The tree photo and the red paper at the bottom are things I received with the exchange. The house is from a print I made and the pattern is the inside of an envelope. The leaves are cut out from something; I don’t remember what.
The next collage was inspired by some paper my friend Michelle gave to me. She is always buying me paper or sending me paper she finds around her studio. I don’t know why but I am delighted just the same! Anyway, this is beautiful soft, cottony white paper. Quite thick. I drew into it with wet carbon pencils, torn it here and there, and collaged in a few cut up intaglio prints. It called to be sewn into. So I made it and stitched it and then added it into one of my larger sketchbooks.
The last piece is comprised of intaglio prints I made and the photograph is from my old neighborhood. Corner bars often advertised “New York TV”. This was way before cable TV was widely available.
My last post on this topic I talked about how it got started. I have enjoyed reading and looking at the images in this book but it is now time to return it to the library. What I have become absolutely compelled to do was recreate some of the photographic portraits in this book of Rodin and Camille Claudel. Now these portraits are a bit disturbing with the dark sunken eyes, etc. But although we tend to romanticize the lives of artists the fact of the matter is this: it is a very difficult life. And living the time they did, life was difficult for a variety of reasons. So I will start with my favorite portrait from this which is a portrait of Camille Claudel. This photo was taken when she was institutionalized. I will show it below on its own then along with the photo from which it was done.
The next piece is of Rodin, when he was quite young. Again, note the deep set eyes. Made more dramatic by the lighting of the photo.
This last piece is not a portrait but a sculpture. It is a sketch from dry media as opposed to the watercolors above. I am not sure why I choose to cram this into such a small space (a 5 X 8″ sketchbook) but I did and maybe that was part of the challenge along with the very exaggerated angles of this sculpture. I did it from a photograph of the plaster cast. The bronze piece is called Inner Voice (The Muse) and is at the Victoria and Albert Museum but the book lists the cast as Armless Meditation.
The book from which these works were copied is called Rodin, by Masson & Mattiussi, published by Flammarion Musee Rodin.
Sometimes, the most unlikely people sneak into your life and steal your heart. That person for me was my dear friend Mr. Caldwell. Though we had absolutely nothing in common, we made each other laugh and, eventually, were able to talk freely to one another about all subjects.
Mr. Caldwell really never got past that I did not want to “take some of that fat back” home with me to cook with. Nor did he grasp that I had no special way to cook okra, and, in fact, I really never thought of okra until I moved to North Carolina. Quite honestly, when we first met, I don’t even think either of us really understood what the other one was saying!
Actually, there is one thing in our backgrounds that Mr. Caldwell and I did share in common – Ink. Aside from being a farmer, Mr. Caldwell was a production manager at a commercial ink company. As a professional fine art printmaker, I am acquainted with ink and was interested to hear about other types of ink.
I talked about Mr. Caldwell all of the time to my friends and family. Someone asked what he called me and I thought about how he changed his way of addressing me over the eight years we were friends. In fact, I think the various ways he addressed me pretty much sums up the progression of our friendship. So here it goes: Miss Podolsky ~ Miss Diane ~ Diane ~ Honey Child and finally: You Little Runt! (exclamation mark added because it was always said with emphasis). I guess it is a good place to point out that I am barely five feet tall and Mr. Caldwell stood at 6 feet 6 inches.
Mr. Caldwell has only been gone a short while. The turnout at his 95th birthday party and his too soon after funeral was a testament to how much he was loved by so many people. So below are a few photographs of my dear friend.
Recently I had the chance to go to my home town of Philadelphia for a few days. My plan was to visit a few places I have not been for awhile, even when I lived there. What came to mind was the Rodin museum. I have no idea why but I had a great desire to go and draw his work. Problem was that the museum was closed the days I would have been there. Ok, there are sculptures outside, in fact, the whole city is filled with public sculpture. Problem again – torrential rain forecasted for several days. Well, I figure I would be around there again in the near future so my project could wait.
Last weekend I recalled that Davidson College had some sculptures I really liked so I would go there. The first thing that attracted me was this very massive dark form. I started with that piece using pencil and charcoal pencil on brown paper. When I was done I looked at the information near the sculpture and it read Homage to Rodin by William Tucker. I thought that was very serendipitous.
Based on a sculpture called Homage to Rodin by William Tucker
A few days later I was in a local public library waiting for my friend Alice and decided to look at the art section. Now this is a culture that places a high value on crafts so most of the books are geared to crafts and any art books are generally geared to instruction. Occasionally I come across something related to art history but it is usually something with mass appeal, such as Impressionism. But there, among the numerous How To selection was a book on… Rodin! It was published by the Rodin museum in Paris and had not only his sculptures but many of his drawings. I was amazed. So with some assistance from the librarian I was able to check out the book and read and draw from it. Below are two drawings I made. The sketchbook is very small 3.5 x 5.5 inches (Stillman & Birn Beta Series). I used watercolor washes and charcoal, graphite and gel pens.
Drawing from Rodin’s Arched Torso of Woman
Drawing from Rodin’s Walking Man
The image at the very top of this post shows the two pieces from the book side by side to try to give a better sense of scale.
An online group through the Plastic Club, an historic artist club in Philadelphia, hosted a paper exchange. I received a pack of hand decorated papers as well as photographs. The idea was to use the papers to make collages. I used the papers in conjunction with things I made or saved. Here they are below.
The papers I received on the work above were the photograph, the little cut out man, and the map. The tomatoes and lake with trees are things I made. The script writing was from something I salvaged from discarded papers.
Do these tomatoes look familiar??? The print of the tomatoes in the tomato cage is mine and the marbled paper is courtesy of the exchange as is the tiny gold flowers (there are 4, see if you can find them!). Since I made the print on white paper, I had to cut out between all those black lines and around the other shapes. Actually it was pretty relaxing to do that. Writing from same source as writing in last collage.
I was not even planning on making another collage yesterday but this one came together very quickly. Sometimes that happens. The fish is mine, the other printed/painted papers from exchange. And the wonderful poem, one of my favorites, is by my friend Claudia McGill. I did credit here on the collage but you can’t see it on this photo. See below. The poem reads:
For those of you interested in particular topics on wild plants, but not necessarily everything I post on my Botany Diary blog, I will list the group of posts related to a particular topic when a series is finished. Recently completed was a series called Identifying Trees in Winter. Each of the individual posts are listed below.
