I spent the morning cleaning and organizing the studio. Having the desk next to my work table was just awkward and was a poor use of the desk. After several hours of work I went out for fish at Rudy’s a local iconic favorite.
When I returned I got to work on an assignment for the graduate painting class I am taking at SUNY Oswego. I took the class to improve my skills and to start to show my work, because it is ridiculous that I have been painting and making art for 25 years and have had no commercial exposure. After completing the painting of the back yard, the assignment was to make some collages based on my backyard painting but collages in general.
I was kind of being a snot, because I think the professor is underestimating my experience and a comment he made on Thursday seemed to be a tick in the column of hmmm about using quality stretcher strips (for over 13 years?) okay anyway.
The first piece here is a painting I did while living with a person who was not very good for me spiritually I painted the background, and then I painted the dejected angel put along they were not very good. So I combined them. As I look at it, it is so much a reflection of the neighborhood and the feeling I had while living there. I can totally see the whole situation in the painting. But y0u would have to walk the same third mile stretch of road with the multistory nursing home and feel the watchful eye of the neighbor who had a murder in her house thirty years previously and the bitchy Indian woman who didn’t want me training my dog on the street, and the German Aunt and mother who were constantly overwhelming me and the man, with his he is a bully and a clown persona.
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I took a marker drawing of a city, Petare (Spelling?) a slum in Venezuela, was partially the inspiration, and honestly I wish my ex husband could see this doodle because he loved it. Anyway. I added the sun that I put into a doodle I did while I was laid up for over a week with severe back pain. I could not walk or even move easily. Excruciating. I drew two doodles of spines, when I first posted them online my high school friend who has a bad back and MS immediately recognized the spines and the pain in the drawings.
I loved the colors together and had to make very few changes to fit the two pieces together. When I was obsessed with collage about 15 years ago I did several pieces where the city was overwhelming nature, so very much a part of my psyche and spirit at the time, having grown up in farm country, and the deep woods of upstate (real upstate not Westchester County) NY and the remote hills streams and meadows of Columbia County. For some reason this all just fits for me. The strength of the backbone hugging the fire of the sun rise and the silhouettes of the trees, a symbol for me of the self and now the blue river washing clean the grungyness of the city.
The two sumo wrestlers, not really but maybe, the two curvalicious female figures at odds with one another is much better in natural light, and is not complete. See below for the remaining four pieces.
So the three collages are all experiments with what I want to do for a final project for the painting class. I hate them all. But the one with the pine tree branches against the blue sky and the negative space tree is tolerable. I have more to do and will add to this when I make a final painting for the class.
I have been wanting for a long time to do a piece with maps this is just an experiment and I am sure more will come later this is not finished nor fully actualized.