2 proofs for some tarot cards
linocuts
monster handbuilt stoneware, underglaze, glaze
Artist to Artist Greeting Card Collection
Urn for a Japanese Bobtail Cat
stoneware, underglaze, glaze, hemp cord
Clay Maquette for a pandemic sculpture project
Relief
Linocut, 2 blocks
Print exchange submission for Relief Conspiracy
Seriously
Woodblock print on Japanese paper
Canned Vacation
Acrylic on canvas
The 25 Year Ride
Clay, ceramic paint
I remember being 27. When I was 27 I knew that THIRTY was coming for me!
I spent 27, 28, and 29 already being 30 in my mind.
At 30 I was disappointed. What? Is this it?
Shortly after marking 30 I was sitting on the bus, mulling over 30, and I had a vision of crouching on pavement and sifting sparkling black sand through my fingers.
I didn't know what would come next. My 20's seemed to be pre-planned somehow. But the 30's? What the heck were they about? I was thinking today that I still don't know. Even with hindsight being 20/20, I can't figure it out.
And so I find myself here, in 2021, my 30th year of making things. THIRTY. Wow. What do I do now?
Seems apt, this post of mine. I thought I was going to talk about
interesting and bleak local landscape
some art projects I've done or am planning to do
ephermera
this handmade model of the Titanic
crew of the Titanic (artist's rendition)
Titanic passenger? Crew? Such a pained look on his face!
Perhaps he knows what's coming next?!
That time at a show when my friend sold something he loved
Cats and what ails them
Today is April 24, 2020. I have been in self-isolation due to Covid-19 since March 13, 2020. On that day I lost all the art spaces I travel to to make my art: a college, a printmaking studio, my own studio, a makerspace, a pottery studio. I also lost everything I had been doing to make a living as a visual artist: future shows and sales, teaching opportunities, commissions etc.
So, don't tell anyone, but money is not the reason I make art. I make art cause if I don't make art I can never be happy. So while making art, for money, is necessary, making art, even if I'm not making money, is essential for my well-being. And so I keep trying to improve my skills. Keep challenging myself.
I joined the #100dayproject on Instagram (@katieargyle7) to keep myself making something every day. Today is day 17 of 100 and I drew another artist.
It's not a good drawing, but I drew today.
And that's very good.
This year I am re-committing to my blog.
Blog, I have missed you.
My blog didn't go anywhere. It was always here, ever faithful, waiting for me, wondering why I had forsaken her so...
Basically I have been trying to do the online thing "right". Right=putting content on your own website etc. I shouldn't follow advice that doesn't work for me. Yrying to follow that advice stopped me dead in my tracks.
I'm not blogging to monetize it. I'm not blogging to sell stuff, though if that happens that's a wonderful side effect.
No I am simply blogging because I like it.
And I like creating this historical document cause that's what I think this is.
And so today I open the book that is 2019 and I dedicate this blog to sharing whatever comes me way.
