Monday, January 12, 2009

At the Heart of the Matter


Preparing for An Heart Show, I'll visit that old familiar shape and ask myself "what is my heart's desire?" - as friends Hedi Bak and Charles Counts used to theme their Valentine's Day show.
Peace on Earth, a more perfect union, joy, chocolate?
Follow your heart....what is your heart's desire?
We'll explore that question at SaJa Gallery in downtown Walterboro on Friday, January 30th beginning at 5:00 p.m.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Swan Song


For some reason, working at Penland School of Crafts inspires me to "work big", or maybe that's been a natural progression in my work.... Last Summer in a wonderful class taught by Brian Ransom, I made this pot flute. The mouthpiece is the crook of the neck, the hollow opening is on the other side. The sound is quite haunting and breath-y. She's nearly 2 feet tall, salt-fired with terra sigilata... Last month, I took another wonderful class at Penland, working in plaster with Tom Spleth. I worked so "big" that I had to replace the muffler in my car after driving home with my creations!
I wonder what's next....
(photo by David Ramsey)
(Check out Penland at www.penland.org)

Friday, October 3, 2008

Imaginary Lives: New Dresses


Playing "dress-up" is part of the fun of making these clay dresses. Lily in Water, (l) about 9" high, is a living Ophelia, a dream of being a water-plant or a mermaid. Scheherazade, (r) 17" high, is a talented story-teller. Winged Victory, (c) 18" high, isn't victorious in the way of clashing weapons or fallen dead; she's just learned to fly.

(Many thanks to photographer David Ramsey!)

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Night Swimming


This small wall-hanging is based on a memory of swimming at night in a body of water I'd never seen before, a pond. It felt just like a flying dream. There are two possibilities: inhibition or expansion. When I arrived at the photographer's with this piece unfinished, he helped to twist the copper wire into coils for the red flower. They made perfect sense. So do flying dreams.

The piece is a few years old, but it reminds me of my recent paintings and clay dresses, telling the story of spaces which surround and touch me.

Look for new work at Gallery 33 West in Statesboro, GA, August 1st - 31st in "Through Our Eyes" featuring 4 women artists!

Sunday, May 11, 2008

The Penland Bell

Last summer at Penland School of Crafts in North Carolina, I took a class in making clay instruments with the wonderful Brian Ransom. Just yesterday, this bell was completed with the addition of a wooden knocker, brass wire, and antique beads and buttons. It sounds beautiful. The design was one I found in Brian's book, an ancient Indian bell shape which reminds me of the brass bells I used to buy at "World Bazaar" It was stamped with clay stamps I've made over the years, painted with terra sigillata and salt-fired. About 4" high.

New Work!






Unloading a kiln of newly glazed work is really fun. I recently unloaded a group of new dresses and vases and spent yesterday twisting copper and brass wire onto the necks and backs of them, adding pretty beads, and hanging them on the gallery wall for display. Rearranging, stepping back, playing house.




On Friday, after a visitor stopped in briefly and promised to return, my daughter excused herself hurriedly to preheat the oven for a group of her polymer clay creations and to make her display more attractive.
Her "Petite Treats" are beautiful! See the nachos, cakes, pancakes:






Sunday, March 30, 2008

After the Melodrama, Merry Christmas.





Ten or so years ago, feeling insulted and furious, I slashed this painting in half!!! (Aren't all artists supposed to do this once in a while? - NO.) My professor had given me the pre-stretched linen canvas, which I took as a great compliment demanding my most excellent attention: I painted a still life of fresh beets and clay figures. Then I ruint it with phthalo blue and sat it aside. After the slashing, instead of burning it, I put away the two halves. Then last year, in some quest for healing from the insult and low self-esteem of earlier years, I sewed them together with red and gold thread....Not finished, and still inclined to melodrama, I made a metaphor of pain and sacrifice (and pretty radiating lines) with gold nails.....Yesterday, in time for Christmas and as part of general studio clean-up, I began the laborious task of taking out the nails....It's time for the Beet Ladies to have some peace. Enough about sacrifice and stitching. More about the veggies. Happy veggies to all, and to all a good night!