The Art of Found:
mmm… this tangle of stuff just hits my aesthetic tastebuds in the right place.
I had a few helpers at the RE-aRT studio last OdD SaTUrdAy, and got them to take some Art of Found pictures, too:
Batman is fighting the scary purple tentacles, and dodging the dangerous metal spirals! (photo by Jennifer Jarding)
And here we have an obelisk with a face: the personality of the tree coming through, contradicting the squareness with a deep story… (photo by Shane Roach)
She’s a Real Winner
Paper chains and body doubles: The art of Silky Shoemaker
This just-recently-passed E.A.S.T. (east austin studio tour), I received an invite to visit the bungalow/studio of Silky. It had been quite awhile since I’d seen her or her work; years, in fact! So I plotted her location into my bike-steering device and rolled on down the hill… Well, I was pleasantly reassured to see that she is still making ultra-fancy fantasy worlds with handmade-textural and maximally-detailed effects. And oh, the motifs!
Check it out:
Well, I guess I took the rest of the summer off from blogging. Oops! There’s a lot to catch up on. And some reorganization of things (but I’ll stick with this theme).
For now, please enjoy the murky-bright colors of this TIMELY flier (made by Chad and me)…
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Art for Walls
collages/mix-media art Pieces
are sitting around my house,
waiting to be adopted by someone.
My prices are indecently low.
There is also a bulging pile of
ready to become new art,
(as soon as I
-book a new show and/or clear out some of this old stuff…
Do not hesitate to mention
if you like a Piece!
*I also sell framed prints of some of the photo-collages seen on this blog.
Oh I also absolutely adore Peer Reviews (absurd/ analytical/ thoughtful), added on to the “Comments” of my blog posts,
because 1- I like to read
and 2- I am kind of like a flower, who needs attention in order to bloom.
I pay for peer reviews (if they took you over 30 minutes to write) in ATEN Hours.
Some tags I’ve liked
Some All of the accompanying artworks are still available!
Pretty decent pricing, wouldn’t you say?
Things I haven’t posted about yet:
— PowerPoint Presentation report-back
— fashion show link (btw, it’s sold out) and process pics
— jumping in to the San Marcos river from a foot bridge and feeling time slow down
— the SUSTAINABILTY ART SHOW Call For Art : : “What the Process Looks Like” – deadline to send jpg’s (up to 10) of art/? evidence of a process is Friday the 13th to firstname.lastname@example.org
— and of course, pictures!
Demand + Supply
“Beginning with an Assignment (DEMAND) to create a list of Materials (SUPPLIES), Hopper and Jones engage in a closed-economy art experiment, wherein the elements themselves are also used as tools without any additional means.
1) Create a list of mutually agreed-upon supplies limited to 20 different elements with specified quantities.
2) Gather all supplies on list individually.
3) Install supplies at Co-Lab on specific sides of room, working independently except for at the meeting point (somewhere in the middle).”
Remnants/Memories from “…Time”
Ahh, how Time does gallop, and the wind does blow…
There were a lot of little details.
And different contributors.
And, hey, these apples are still for sale!
Check out the “Biggest/Bestest” Page under GALLERIES – – I finally put together what I consider to be a portfolio.
In other news, we’ve got SIDE SAUCE coming out next week, which is really a good album, and a total companion to ITALIAN FOOD WILDCAT CARAVAN. We (Night Viking) MIGHT be playing at Chaindrive on Wednesday the 13th with some CDS on hand and some new songs slipping in here and there…
And then there’s this:
I was once in High School
More from the slide-sorting process…
I found these images that I made in high school — not ones that I think about much, but interesting to reflect back on, as they represent some of my variety…
The one with the binary code and heart diagram– I remember having an inspiration and then following up on it. I think I was listening to too much Nine Inch Nails and writing pretttty tortured poetry at that time. I like the weaving technique and “symbol-rich graphic design”.
Next up we have an Art 2 assignment from Mr. (Gary) Borreman’s class. He was a really cool teacher: treated his students like real people, worthy of trust and responsibility.
I took his class as a freshman, although he unfortunately got fired in the middle of the year for something. I can’t quite remember, but it was basically fearful parent backlash against his liberal teaching style or a view he may have expressed. Our second assignment in his class that year was to think about what happens when/after we die, and to make a piece about it. Having experienced the death of my father already at age 9, I had already found a metaphor I was comfortable with, which came from the Baha’i Faith, and which is illustrated here:
This last one is a little random. I didn’t spend much time on it, either in planning or in executing, and I painted from a photograph of Isadora Duncan.
But I do like her little smile; and I do believe that I had a painting breakthrough while making this. Plus, one of my mother’s friends from when I was a child used to say that I was Isadora reincarnated. So it could be a past-life portrait– who knows.
“…contemplating the universe, remodeling everything…”
Yes, I’ve been BEHIND on blogging (leaving a flier for an event-past up for 2 weeks, oh my!). So here is a photo to savor while I get all my ducks in a row!
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The year is rounding out to a close. That means almost 1 year of Synaesthetic Breakfast, and an opportune time to write a NEW Artist’s Statement, new goals, and to re-organize my folders once again! (If you haven’t noticed, I love RE-organizing… more than maintaining pre-established order. I think it’s genetic. My maternal grandmother used to rearrange the furniture to the extreme of making her children switch rooms. My father liked to remodel everything…)
Off the cuff I’m going to throw out there that I would like to do some self-interviews as a way of synthesizing, digesting all this work that I’ve been producing since moving to Austin (almost) 5 years ago. Five years– that’s like going to college all over again! And it really has been a time of self-education and creative development that I am proud of. I’ve flailed from time to time for lack of “structure” and moaned about my miserable record of documenting/cataloging/writing about everything that has happened…. but those failures aside, I am pretty happy about what I have achieved and what I’m working on now. (I almost said “where I’m headed,” but the crystal ball is being coy just now.)
For the future of Synaesthetic Breakfast: more photos, colors, textures; more writing about other people, project updates and catching up with my self-documentation goals.
Among the many things I’ve been meaning to blog about but haven’t within the past weeks/months/year:
– The interview transcription from Neighborhood Acupuncture Project, covering topics such as how co-healing is actually more effective than treatment in isolation…
– The video/audio/photo documentary of Scott and Jen’s ever-evolving garden-scape (outside of but not really separate from their Museum of Natural and Artificial Ephemerata)
– My report on Saturn Return now that I’ve gone through it!
Also, I’ve been meaning to share these photos:
Another Big Idea/fantasy plan that I haven’t blogged about: Science+Art Barn-Raising.
Basically, my studio/yard is a test-site where collected/scavenged materials (mostly man-made post-consumer scraps) are subjected to extreme (Texas) weather conditions.
Two teams (coexisting, not opposing) will converge on the site = Scientists, studying the breakdown of these materials into the environment + Artists, creating conceptual work from and with the materials through constant rearrangement and manipulation.
Science is a steady collecting of data that must be grounded in physical reality. As an artist, I am immersed in this physical reality and its constant changes; I observe the weather, the passage of time, the biodegrading occurring. I struggle to keep up with the challenges of this “outdoor studio”, this “man v. nature” drama which usually results in the ego/idea surrendering to that which is so much larger. Decomposition keeps pace with composition. I find myself gluing things less and less. So maybe this struggle and surrender, this process, IS my material? I let go and observe the transformational work of Nature? If I could morph into a part-time scientist, it could be my subject of study, which might actually be objectively useful in the field of environmental science. As it is, I am kind of stuck being an artist (at least for now), so I would like to invite some other people to come be the scientists.
Consider this a rough draft! Please do: edit, question, comment!
Upcoming Project (f/w season)
The date for the 2nd ALIEN ART SHOW has finally settled down onto late Feb. 2010.
I have decided to make my next big creative focus be a long-term project leading up to this show. Using the puppet stage and friendly participation, we will shoot video on a weekly basis of puppets and stop-motion art. I have a collection of idea-visions (inspiring materials) already bursting to become real, and they all fit the space/e.t. theme!
The video presented in February will be the edited culmination of this project, possibly a “mix tape” of music-inspired pieces. Musical suggestions/contributions are welcomed! I already know I need to listen to some Sun Ra and more Moondog.
I’ve never given more than a few seconds of thought to the idea of lunar inhabitants, but the topic has been coming up a lot in comments on articles about the recent moon “bombing”/”mission”. Since I’ve already been working with moon imagery for awhile, I will enjoy exploring this idea imaginatively and physically.
After Junk-a-thon and the Inaugural Community Puppet Show, I will turn my fiery, community-organizing energy down to medium heat. Sunday fence-painting, thinking in terms of my VERY local community, finishing up the theater and studio while honing my carpentry skills, and focusing on performances + this video project, are going to be good ingredients for winter-into-spring! (I also will spend some serious time on getting the website up to speed, and hopefully get out to see/hear more local events.) By next spring/summer, this creative-community base (rert) should feel very solid!
Time to make some more
Junk-a-Thon is coming October 17th-18th! Time to get busy on those craft projects and/or start looking through your house/shed/garage for things to shed! (Buy/sell/trade home-made art, crafts, music, zines & yard sale doo-dadas!)
Been changing my theme like I used to change my hair. — Alas, no more caustic chemi fumes; after a last fun blast (“Napalm Orange”) in 2005, I decided to stay “natural” and just wait for my hair to change color by itself. For awhile I wasn’t cutting it, either, but now I’ve reached a good maintenance length and enjoy the clean feeling of a trim.
What am I talking about- Oh yeah, Changes.
This simple theme is comforting to me because it looks relatively old*, which is more reflective of my actual level of computer literacy. I want to be kind of “bare”, not wearing a well-designed mask or hiding behind a velvet curtain. Well, I do want to do that in my future puppet theater! But on the computer, not so much.
(*Actually, it was “Sandbox” and I had to change it again because it wasn’t displaying my photos!)
It’s been raining steadily all afternoon. I might as well be in pajamas, because I’m not going anywhere. The sound of it coming down on the tarp-roof of “the studio” was at first exciting like camping; now it is reminding me (unfortunately) of the Venus scene from Ray Bradbury’s The Illustrated Man. Slight, pointless anxiety- as if some part of me keeps having to make sure I’m not going to drown. It is a beautiful music made of individual note-drops, but after going on for hours, they blend together in monotony. Although at first I thought it was this persistent consistent noise, combined with being house-bound, that was breeding in me a slight tension; now, I think it is more that I CAN hear each raindrop. I am AWARE of their impact. The drought has been waiting so long to break, and now we all have a deeper respect for the impact and importance of this water… And as it fills in the holes that I dug last week (for erecting the posts that will hold up the theater’s roof), I become once again so small, so relatively ineffectual.
Change happens slow and fast, depending on your perspective. To me, the progress out back (see Studio/Theater plans, August blog) is achingly slow: steps forward come only after steps back; I replaced the studio canopy in a three-part process, rain proving flaws in my engineering vision, leading to progressively more sophisticated (though still extremely rag-tag) designs. Building on no budget! Well, I do like challenges.
Yes, so the work I’ve been doing is, to me, behind schedule and beside the point I wanted to be making by now… To others, who have no idea of my plan and to-do list, every change is a surprise! Quick vs. slow. Nice.
Last time I was at my mother’s house/library, I picked up her old copy of I Ching: The Book of Change (translated and edited by John Blofeld, 1968). I’ve been enjoying the introductory/explanatory chapters thus far. As this post illustrates, I am taking thematic comfort from the philosophy expressed (Taoism). The author explains that he chose to title the text in the singular rather than more common plural (Changes) form, because [he believes] “the Chinese authors selected the title to reflect their concept of Change as the one unchanging aspect of the universe normally perceptible to human beings.” (p. 23)
So, the Tao is one unchanging Change; in our human experience, there are many many small changes– to back up and look at the bigger picture, and squint a little: yeah, it does all kind of blend together in one endless flow, like a river. Opposing energies/forces, mixing and flowing. The I Ching, when used as an oracle or divinatory tool, simply tells you how to best manage your journey along that river, by suggesting action or inaction as the better choice for the given situation. The framework is also very moral, based on what the “Superior Man” would do, i.e. one who “[desires] to live in harmony with the laws of Heaven and earth,” (p. 42). I shall enjoy studying this as I continue to seek a deeper and deeper experience of Balance…
I am good at creating the appearance of drastic change in a short amount of time (in performance, installations), mainly through the manipulation of materials. I like this. From a formal perspective, it is based on a very simple/rudimentary fact that drama, change, and contrast are all attention-getters. If I can get an audience’s attention, then there is the hope that I can give them something. Curiosity is one of my favorite of human emotions, if it is an emotion. Anyway, spending time crafting different ways of getting attention is a lot of what art ends up being about; the other part, which is kind of independent of art but nevertheless integral to its meaning, is that which is being expressed. A lot of times after completing a big art project/show/event, I have felt a kind of let-down deflation, because though my material efforts may have been noticed and enjoyed, what I put into my work in terms of thought and concept ended up feeling like coins tossed into a dark well. It’s not that there was no response or impact, it’s just that I have no way of knowing what the response or impact was, not unless someone took the time and effort to respond. Usually it’s just: “Hey, I really liked your show!” Uhh… “Thank you!” Occasionally there are conversations that go beyond that, and I can hear my initial statements echoed back to me, affirmed. Rarely, someone will point out things that I hadn’t even noticed, or they suppose themes that are so far from my intention that I get the delightful feeling of curiosity myself (energy returned back to me). Case in point: some “stranger” at Jo on the Go in San Marcos commented that my installation of hand-made wallpapers there was “obsessed with genetic mutation and reproduction.” Now that gives me something to think about!
I guess some conversations are slower than others. Points-of-view change, slowly, gradually, like evolution. And sometimes there are bolts of inspiration, other times confrontation, and moments when resonance is felt so clear, you really can almost hear it ringing. Let’s circle those moments and talk about them, make art, discuss again.
The frustrations I have on the physical plane, battling obstacles and practicing patience, stem from my eagerness to contribute to the dialogues going on in art and community, compounded by self-imposed limitations on how I want to make that contribution. Vision pulls me forward and mud pulls me down, grounded.
While I am typing, various pieces/relics of art pieces past are outside in my “studio”, slowly accepting moisture through their completely non-archival surfaces. I’ve got a tent full of future trash! Why? (I’m exaggerating a bit… it’s not FULL… and some of it is former trash, future art…) These things hold, to me, not-fully-discharged caches of meaning. If someone picks one of them up, the story attached to it just starts rolling out of my mouth, sometimes. Here at Synaesthetic Breakfast, I hope to someday bring you some of those stories, and pictures-in-words. Then the cardboard may safely melt back into the earth…
It’s not raining anymore! Bye-bye.
Click on the title of this post to see the pictures more up-close. I’m using the 2nd-to-last image as a desktop picture this week.
While I was time traveling back to 2000 (see 3 posts ago), I thought about who really shined the light on “installation art” for me. Only two influences really stand out:
First, Yayoi Kusama, whose art I had the immense pleasure of experiencing at MoMA in 1998 (“Love Forever” retrospective exhibit). This piece, as well as the boat covered in squishy things and wall-sized infinity net paintings, really impressed me. She communicated immensity of vision, absurd humor, and powerful focused energy.
After the show, I bought a book about her and learned that in addition to her dot-covered sculptures, paintings and installations, she also staged Happenings, designed clothes, and wrote novels!
Another absolutely astounding artist whom I met while in Western Mass is Karen Dolmanisth. I don’t even know how my-boyfriend-at-the-time became acquainted with her, but he took me to her studio one evening for some occasion, and I felt like I had entered another world, where everything mundane was made magically beautiful. Nails, corn, dresses, glass, sticks… everything was collected and seemed to wear an air of “play”. Later we got to see those materials installed in an old spice warehouse in the big city, where she performed a ritual/dance in collaboration with live music.
Her material choices and way of evoking the spiritual felt so natural to me (in resonance) that only in hindsight could I see them distinctly for what they are, a unique artistic voice. She has continued to produce great work since then, which you can see more of on her website.
Since that time I have encountered many more artists working in this medium, for whom I will save a future post. Oh, but how will I find the words to convey that electric jolt, the body-brain experience of synaesthetic fusion that comes from a space inspirationally transformed? I guess the word is “thrill”.
Thank you, artists!
The studio works; I tried it out.