Thesis: Adapting to the Elements & Stirring the Soul

The sun showed up....

and nested...

inside, outside...

and mingled for a while.

It has charmed me with it's alteration

of texture and translucency...

in need of interaction.

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Stirring my soul...

Thesis Studio: En Plein Air & Bitchin Cellos

From the 2014 PNCA BFA Thesis Exhibition

to a nesting spot on the creek in my yard...

my thesis installation has a new 

place to exist.

I have the cushion and will

install it when the days of sunshine over power

the days of rain...perhaps mid July.

Its organic composition

seems right at home,

as if it were meant to be here.

It's been reunited with the 

lighting (fire hazard) I

originally purchased

for the interior of the piece

(note safe distance from filament bulbs).

The top, that once stretched 

up 26 ft. high and sprawled out 12 ft.,

now rests in a lateral position attached to

a neighboring tree.

I wrapped up two-thirds of that section 

into a bundle-like cocoon.

Transforming the work from gallery/studio space

to the two trees in the outdoors

proved to be a worth while effort.

It's been raining, and raining, and raining.

Nature has mingled 

with the tarlatan fabric and wire structure.

Rust immediately began to drip

and stain the fabric.

From the inside 

a patina has added an additional layer.

The entrance.

The internal view looking up is now closed off

as it once gave the viewer a portal to the ceiling it once

connected to.

It now crimps at the neck.

It was too heavy and cumbersome

to wrestle the top portion

up into the trees, as

it was originally designed to do.

But it works, 

yes I had an extra set of stronger muscles to help me.

It's a small maple branch but mighty strong.

I can't say it will exist here forever

but I'm looking forward to the

transformation of form and texture.

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my artist math equation...

Cello + AC/DC = F-N COOL ...

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Thesis Studio: Axon of Repose—Final Documentation

Axon of Repose

26ft. high

8ft. wide

6ft. deep 

connects from ceiling to floor

via hidden eye-hooks

entwined with the architecture

approx.  8k ft. of rebar tie wire

10 yards of tarlatan

all built by my two-hands

possibly 600 hours of studio time

cushion made of:

repurposed RV cushions

duct tape

my old sleeping bag

my old bed comforter

Ikea king-size sheets

RV cushions cut with

an electric bread knife

encaustic fabric made from ... my imagination

Ikea netting window panels

glued to

white tissue paper

painted with

beeswax

stained with

ink

view looking up

while laying inside

on the insanely comfortable

cushion

This project is complete.

So many more to go.

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I am in love with this band ... this week ...

Thesis Studio: Filth & Homesick

My studio ranks numeral uno ...

... in being a filthy ...

... mess.

Including myself.

Plan B.

As much as I

L O V E 

my studio time,

I miss my little home.

My studio-mate's thesis crying-chair.

I'm not much of a cryer
but it felt good to pretend
(and to sit still for a few minutes).

I need a nap ...

and miss my bed.

I see myself sunken into those pillows, it's almost like I'm there ... but not really.

Whatever that means.

I'm just going to stare at it for a while,

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remembering how

i  n  c  r  e  d  i  b  l  y

comfortable 

it is.

Almost ...
almost.

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so sweet ...

Thesis Studio: WTF Dawn?!?!?!!!!!

In the home stretch!

Exhausted & haggard, 

I decide to ...

create a plan B, WTF?

Of course I did.

THE LAST

purchase

of wire.

Finish the wire.

Prepared first phase of said plan B

last night because only one phase

was ... boring.

It'll be OK ...

right?

My parking is good until 7:00am Monday morning.

And ...

I have this.

I'm good.

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in the ears ...