Last week I decided to share a studio at the Pendleton, at least on a trial basis. Things progressed quickly from there. My first Final Friday is part of the past and after contemplating it for a couple of days, I’ll admit, I’m still gathering my thoughts on the topic. Meanwhile, I should mention, I have enjoyed again sharing the piece I created based on concentration (the memory based matching cards game) for the NKU show last winter. Another of the artists asked to use it while teaching a class on modern art and principles of design. It’s generally been fun explaining how it works and why it is a reasoning tool. Watching that ah ha moment when folks get the context behind the work has definitely been interesting.
Maybe it’s my answer to the seemingly endless winter. Rest assured, I’m still on a beach kick.
I’d say I’ve been busy, but actually these are all small studies I’ve done over time. It’s a pleasure to compose with rolling waves, rocky shorelines, and clouds forming on the horizon. Sometimes having something beautiful, calm and peaceful is just the thing to kick off a weekend.
As if these aren’t enough ocean views, there’s a near endless supply at: ocean canvas prints
I’ve finished installing a show at Northern Kentucky University. It was a lot of fun to pull it together. The title of the show is Game Plan. Here’s a link to preview it: https://www.flickr.com/photos/steelylibrary/sets/72157646959101237/
And here is the context…
Game Plan – Reinterpreting the Games We Play
From childhood forward, games were a part of my life. I liked winning and enjoyed plotting the strategies that got me there. Games were much more than just a way to pass time. Playing them, I developed a set of valuable skills I have surely come to rely on throughout my life.
What did I learn? First of all, with anything, it helps to have a plan, a really well thought out – game plan. Secondly, it helps to recognize that things change and so your plan must too.
Games have gotten ever more complex, just as the world has. But distilling them down to their simplest forms can still tell us a lot about the world we live in today.
This body of art is a metaphorical reconstruction of childhood board games. It explores the connection between familiar games and the lessons learned from playing them. The audience is encouraged to form their own interpretations of the work and to think of ways they’ve used games to build understanding about themselves and others.
Chutes and Ladders
The first lessons we learn from games are pretty straightforward. Plant a garden or rescue a kitten and you will find yourself climbing a ladder and moving ahead. Skate on thin ice or sneak into the cookie jar and you might find yourself on a downward spiral slide. Slides or ladders, regardless, it’s best to dust off your hands, brush off your knees and move on.
Almost Worldly (Risk)
Nightly news speaks of troops massing along some border as I make dinner somewhat removed from it all in the next room. It brings to mind a childhood game, Risk. The one with the beautiful countries mapped out on color themed continents. I spent many a youthful evening slogging thru that game, invading neighboring countries one by one, simply with a roll the dice.
Concentration (The Match Game)
There are so many memory enhancing games and apps these days. It’s becoming a popular hiring practice in some circles to filter potential employees using reasoning tests. Now consider this question. What if in reasoning you were faced with an infinite number of pairs? Simply by changing the criteria, color, shape, pattern… you could form countless matches. Wouldn’t the true test of creative then be the one who could form the most pairs?
.Here’s a link to it
Sometimes an event, time, or moment is so special that I just can’t help but savor it. Reliving it thru photos, sketches, or conversations because it’s simply so divine. Here’s one of the flower arrangements my beautiful daughter-in-law made last week. Like her they are absolutely lovely.
The peaceful sound of church bells ringing on the hour, sweeping views looking out over Lake Balaton, stone walls dripping with flowers grown lush and full in the last days of their season; all remind me of the beauty to be found in so many places on this earth.
I am thrilled to have relatives that have shared these special places with me. Even more special, is getting to see them again this past week out in California. Here are a couple of pages from my journal on Hungary.
As an artist, more often than not, you create something, you put your heart into it and then you give it up. Sure, you envision it will be cared for, appreciated, dare I say loved. But, fact of the matter, you frequently never know. Today I got the chance to see a good-sized painting, my work, in a client’s home. Imagine hearing about the care and attention it’s getting, recognizing it has found a great home, and realizing it fits so well that anything else simply wouldn’t seem right. Sometimes, it just feels good to know.