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Thursday, March 24, 2016
Wednesday, February 3, 2016
Encaustic....ooooooo so nice
3 x 4ft
encaustic wax
ink
oil stick
rusted wire
a moment
within a moment
texture
transparency
dimension
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This is oooooo so nice...
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Experimenting in the Winter Snow
Experimenting with
context & materials.
Curious about
hollowing stones.
A new body of work is forming.
Breast Cancer & The Human Brain
printmaking paper
ink
Stabilo marking pencil
toner transfer of my deciduous tree (aka neural connections) photography
oil paint
encaustic wax
on wood panel
A Gifford Pinchot winter.
Temporarily out of service.
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Tuesday, December 29, 2015
The Trees I See, Breast Cancer & The Human Brain
“How can a three-pound mass
of jelly
that you can hold in your palm
imagine angels,
contemplate the meaning
of infinity,
and even question its own place in the cosmos?
Especially awe inspiring is
the fact that any single brain,
including yours,
is made up of atoms that were
forged in the hearts of countless,
far-flung stars billions of years ago.
These particles drifted for
eons and light-years
until gravity and change brought them together here,
now.
These atoms now form a
conglomerate
- your brain-
that can not only ponder the very stars that gave it
birth
but can also think about its own ability to think
and wonder
about its
own ability to wonder.
With the arrival of humans,
it has been said,
the universe has suddenly become
conscious of itself.
This, truly, it the
greatest mystery of all.”
― V.S. Ramachandran,
The Tell-Tale Brain: A Neuroscientist's Quest
for What Makes Us Human
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I'm
in the infant stages of starting a fresh body of work.
The recipe:
breast cancer and
the human brain
The ingredients:
my photography, encaustic medium, rusted wire, inks, oil paints
and the female figure
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Thursday, December 24, 2015
Goddess • 2 Heads • Clawfoot • Ice
Creekside Clawfoot
River Rock
Debris
Ice
Creekside Clawfoot Topographical Landscape
Deciduous
Life Drawing Model
(bartender by night)
Belisama
(Celtic Goddess of lakes and rivers, fire, crafts and light)
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Sunday, November 8, 2015
I don't have to.
There is not
one big cosmic meaning for all,
there is only
the meaning we each give to our life,
an individual meaning,
an individual plot,
like an individual novel,
a book for each person.
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Anais Nin
I often think...
I do not wish to
do this life as most others do
I do not have to
think in similar ways as most others do
I do not need to
stay within societal norms as most others do
and all of this...
is perfectly fine.
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Dawn Nielson
A fortunate position to be in
on a Monday morning.
A figure drawing class
on a Friday morning.
A Sunday morning sketch
of an alter ego.
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Saturday, October 24, 2015
Knots in My Scalene
Finishing a gift for a friend.
A visual representation
of a therapeutic massage
experience.
Not a figurative piece.
An anatomy piece.
Knots in My Scalene
2015
Encaustic Wax
Oil Paint
Wire
Skamania County, WA River Rocks
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Sunday, October 18, 2015
Glorious TED talks, Pancakes & Encaustic Wax
I began my rainy PACNW Sunday morning
with TED talks and coffee in bed.
Once my brain was super-charged with
knowledge and ambition...
I made my people pancakes.
I spent time in the studio.
I experimented...
with pigment, oil paint, encaustic wax...
and my deserted
printmaking tools.
I brought my work-in-process out into the natural light...
even though it will
never
ever
live in that space.
This allowed me to walk around the piece,
walk up to the piece,
view it from a distance...
and from an angle.
Carving with this much detail is a new thing for me.
I think I'll do a figurative composition next.
A self portrait maybe.
I have plans and big ideas.
I experimented all day,
and...
roasted brussel sprouts
edited wedding photos
cleaned the refrigerator
did laundry
and the dishes.
It was glorious.
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She... is one of my favorites...
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Thursday, October 15, 2015
I Think I'm Low But Can't Prove It
I'm having one of those moments
when I feel creatively low...
so low that I have to remind myself
that I am creative on a daily basis
to keep myself from feeling like a loser
(yes I "go there"... no judging)...
I have countless ideas
from small to grand.
I snap photos constantly...
in my head I'm putting them to music
in some sort of video montage way.
This may sound silly...
it's as if I can hear or sense the whimsy in something
or the mood it emanates just by...being.
Although...
very few of those compositions
make it out of my imagination.
They currently... rest in peace.. .on my hard drive...
unedited.
I can not sit still in the car and just...be...
(I'm in a car at least 12 hours, with in a five day work week)
(no wonder)
(living on a boat part-time in the city helps)
in my mind,
I see so many incredible images
I want to capture
and bring them to life somehow,
even if it's to
preserve them as
two dimensional art.
This is my Picasso doodle.
Proof that I have been productively creative...
and for no good reason (which is the best way)...
I have also started an encaustic piece...
a gift for a friend.
I've titled it...
I Have Knots in My Scalene
(because I do)
(my friend is my massage therapist)
(there is something satisfying about
twisting wire around rocks)
And...
I have jumped in
on a life drawing class each Friday morning...
Even though I believe I am rusty and
my scale and foreshortening are out of whack...
I get to start the morning drawing the human figure...
something I miss from being a student.
I chose straight up micron pens.
Their permanency forces me to stick with it and
finish the job without too much
thinking....
(and I tossed in a nifty water brush for some pizazz)
(and of course the doodle part)
Oh yes... and when I rake autumn leaves
(or attempt to)
I wear a blue tutu and twirl.
(no leaves have been raked to date...by me)
Gathering these last few weeks
of creative efforts into one spot
(this one)
helps me realize
I have no valid reason to feel creatively
L O W.
I'm on a pretty good roll actually.
Tutu & all.
As I was typing this I was baking an apple pie.
I forgot to make enough crust to cover the top.
About 15 minutes in the oven I realized this.
I threw together
a granola, brown sugar crumble
as a quick fix.
(I'm pretty sure this carries creativity points)
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music to twirl to...
slowly, passionately twirl...
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