Watercolor collage class

I only had two students in the watercolor collage class at sm’Art Studio on Saturday, but that doesn’t limit the amount of fun that was had.

Two students working on watercolor collages

Lost in creation

Eileen and Marilyn each created a small and then a larger collage and got so lost in what they were doing, they went almost an hour longer than we’d planned.  Creation takes time!

Two students with completed collages

Look what we did!

Later, Eileen framed hers and hung it on the wall in her home.

Watercolor collage, framed

“The sun always shines above the clouds.”

Hmm, I’d better watch out, looks like I have some competition!

 

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Sonnet Challenge #32

I get inspiration when at art fairs from my neighbors.  At the SouthWest Festival last weekend the booth across from me was selling metal cacti and palm trees. It inspired me to write a sonnet about the real thing.

Cacti

Cacti protect themselves with spiky skin
from critters that would like to eat their flesh,
but on account of that protective mesh
of thorns, cannot get to the juice within.
Cacti may bloom when given sufficient rain.
The pincushion creates a sudden flower,
bright in the sun, until another shower,
with nectar got bees spreading pollen down the chain
of life. Some cacti hide their spikes inside –
the poison pencil’s not the one to chew.
Others make buds that drop and roll and root anew
and spread their kind through desert far and wide.
So if your home’s where little water went
it’s probably best to be a succulent.

Tales from the field #19

Sometimes a little local knowledge can be vital.

Last Wednesday when we were setting up for the South West Art Festival in Indio, my booth neighbor from Utah, had stacked his boxes on the grass in the space between our booths.  This fair is at the Polo Grounds and we have lush grass there.  I’d not met Peter before but that’s no excuse to not be a good neighbor.

I suggested that he put tarps under his boxes, pointing out that the polo field was very well irrigated, plus we had had several days of great rain recently and might get dew.  Yes, I know, dew in the desert seems like an oxymoron but it does happen!  Peter decided to take my advice and while I was unloading and parking the truck piled his boxes into my space and tarped under his boxing area.

Cardboard with tarps under and over

How wet can it possibly get in the desert???

Turned out to be a good call. On the Thursday morning when we were completing set-up, my boots were quite sodden walking around on the grass.  If he had not tarped under them, those boxes would’ve been history.

 

Preserving public art in a city of earthquakes — thinking city

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Mexico City’s public art is an integral part of the city’s identity and history. But in a country prone to devastating earthquakes, what is the fate of these creative monuments, asks Martha Pskowski – and is meaningful preservation possible? Mexico City is a bastion of public art in the Americas, with murals, mosaics and monuments lining its […]

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Gallery sitting

Yesterday I was a gallery docent and gift store clerk at the 29 Palms Art Gallery in – guess where – 29 Palms!
I had a solo show there a couple years ago and this time I entered a painting into the annual membership show. One of the requirements is to gallery sit for a day so off I went.

29Palms Art Gallery Membership show

Something looks familiar here

I’d not gallery sat here before so there was a bit of a learning curve, but there was good documentation for new and rusty docents to follow. When I arrived, a group of the board were doing some envelope stuffing for membership renewals, so I was able to help out there too. Many of the board members stayed through part of my day so I had help.
And I needed it. I had a couple who went into the gift store and chose something to purchase. I had been shown the ropes a little regarding the iPad with the Square on it, and read the manual, but was not prepared for the fact the iPad wouldn’t turn on. It turned out to be a faulty socket where it was plugged in!
There were inevitably a lot of questions I couldn’t answer, but a few that I could. By the end of the afternoon I was a lot more confident of the next time I’m going to be there.

29Palms Membership show artwork

Member’s artwork in the Membership show

The pics are of the membership show in the central gallery. There was also a historical show in the main gallery and a solo show in the west gallery – along with no information about the artists, Reuven Wallach, which didn’t help!
Sorry I didn’t get the pic of the third wall of the membership show, a gallery visitor walked in at that point, then we were busy until closing time.

Tales from the field #18

We are having a cold winter, that’s for sure. At least, that’s how it feels.  A couple weeks ago at the Art on Main in La Quinta, there’s was no getting warm at all.  There is a coffee shop in the center of Old Town which is very good, but the line is always long there.  I didn’t want to leave my booth for such a length of time.  That’s when you need someone who is a real fan of your work and understands the problems of a freezing artist.

Delicious hot cocoa

A fan will tell you they love your work. A REAL fan will go stand in line for 15 minutes to fetch you a hot cocoa!

The Journal

I was accepted as the ‘Artist of the Quarter’ at The Journal – an online literary magazine.  I had applied as both a poet and an artist and was accepted in some sense, for both, because of the poetry in my painting.  Here’s the link to the issue that contains my interview, though it is accessible from the front page also.