Wednesday, June 24, 2015
So this is the second half of my first diptych for my Huge Tracks of Land series (aka the cupcake series), the HTL will be the title of my show coming in 2016. In any case, it was a productive morning getting all the under painting down. I need more color details in the wrapper and some tweaking on the back side I think... didn't notice it until I took the photograph. Then more value to the actual cupcake and value and texture to the icing, some with the cherry. I'm thinking too I might do a light glaze of soft yellow and then another glaze of soft pink before I go back over it in the final(ish) glaze of white... I'm going for a monocromatic color palette similiar to the violet (aka purple) cupcake which is its mate. I'm so tempted to throw in some green to really activate the red in the pink but that is for another diptych... I haven't decided how may sets I want to do for this series, some days I think six (for a total of 12 paintings) but then other days I think more... just not sure. I do know painting this one is so much easier than the first one I painted... probably because that was the first one and I was still working out the kinks?
I'm also tossing around the idea of making some tee-shirts that relate to the series... Andy has been wanting to collaborate and he is currently into silkscreening. We were going to make a series of shirts that focused on my Genealogy of Hair but then my French teacher gave me a tee-shirt from Paris that was a grid of famous peoples hair so that shot down that idea... so now I'm thinking cupcakes! Perhaps with a bit of text underneath.... Do you like my Cupcakes? It could be fun! I need to get a few more paintings completed before I start playing around with the printing and silkscreening.
I still have a few more studio hours left before I pack it up for the day and focus on the girls so I think after lunch its on to some work on my installation! Man does it feel good to be back in the studio!
Monday, June 1, 2015
After multiple trials and experiments I finally have my prototype (or as one of my students called it... my proto-tit) for my One in Eight installation project! As I've said before, 2015 is the year of the breast as it seems two out of three of myart series relates to women's breasts. One in Eight is my artistic response to my mother being diagnosed with breast cancer last year.
It is estimated that one out of eight women born today will be diagnosed with breast cancer at some point in their life. This installation will consist of 160 latex balloons, painted to look like a woman's breast removed from the body. The construction of these breasts takes its inspiration from the flour filled balloon stress balls. The majority of the breasts will be filled with flour while a percentage (20 of the 160) will be filled with either black pepper and flour, to symbolize the women who have the cancer but show no signs of it, or flour and a marble, the marble representing the lump that millions of women check for on a monthly bases; Twenty of one hundred and sixty or One in Eight. Once filled the opening of the balloon will be cut off and the balloons will be sewn shut.
This installation will also be an interactive piece where the viewer will have an opportunity to hold, squeeze and or check for the cancer if they so wish. As they move through the exhibition room and the individual pieces it will feel almost like a game but the reality is anything but... On the wall will be a text panel in vinyl letters explaining the significance of the piece and what is actually inside each breast. The installation is slated for exhibition in the Rude gallery on the campus of Rocky Mountain College of Art and Design, October 2016 (October is breast cancer awareness month.)
This installation is a homage to my mother who is, I'm extremely happy to say, is a breast cancer survivor. She is a woman I respect, look up to and admire greatly for her strength and courage. I can't imagine my life without her in it! And so... I dedicate this work of art which is still a work in progress to my mom.