Patti Edmon Altered Attic: June 2010

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Ah, Yes, Summer Really is Here!

One of the funnest parts of June is the transition from lacrosse, dance classes and school to summer vacation, birthdays (mine and Jim's), our 20th anniversary (yes that's me with post-80s hair:), dance recital and parties.
Notice I didn't say blogging:) I had vowed to post once a week at the very least and was feeling a bit disappointed. While delivering the Father's Day card that took me 4 hours to make:), my dad asked "why?" do you blog; and I told him it was a selfish act really... a recounting of creative ventures and life's major moments. And then there are the multitude of artists that I look forward to visiting, the new discoveries. It feels a bit lonely, isolated without the thread that runs through us all, hardly noticeable yet strong enough to hold the burdens, joys, triumphs and rants. In short, I miss all of my blog pals!!!

Now that summer is here and the kids are taking turns at camps, on mission trips, in and out with friends, I feel that gentle leveling that signals a smoothing of the new routine, one that I requires much adjustment every year. And my first post in weeks. My pal Mistress Debs announced her sabbatical and return with a brand new look, unlike me, who instead felt the days blur past without a word, just lots of chaos. Oh yes, lets see what happens when the sewer line collapses and we take the toilet and tub out of the upstairs bathroom and start ripping out the floor, only to find that the water damage means a contractor and all new tile; the same contractor who is getting ready to rip off the front porch and replace all the wood that the former owner had installed without first having it treated. New columns, rails, steps... And then the visit from my childhood best friend who lives in California (traitor), tying up loose ends on a few swaps...

Ahh, now I need a tall glass of sweet tea and a freakin' day in the studio!!!

My sweet 'baby' boy will be in high school this August? No, I need denial, lots more time before that day....

He did ride out of middle school in style, compliments of his good friend Maykah (standing on Dylan's left next to the babes:)

Working backstage during Alice's recital presented a rare opportunity to spend time with her, along with sore feet. The two sisters on either side are truly identical - I wish I'd asked Ashley, or was it Brittany?, to take off her glasses that, aside from a 1/2" difference in height, is the only way to tell them apart!

Can you tell that it's Al and not Michael Jackson? I won't even go there, but, did I mention the trips to Cincinnati? Alice is enrolled in classes that will prepare her for modeling and commercial work, her other dream:)

Cincinnati is such a cool city but most of the time the view is of the car in front, inching forward at a snail's pace... glad we don't have that traffic in our little town, which will host the World Equestrian Games in 90-some days. Speaking of the games there is art to be done!!!

This is journal #6, on its way to New Editions Gallery... I'm having a harder time letting go of this one. My pal Deb Gilchrist posted a photo of her beautiful grandmother on Facebook and said that she hesitated to use it in her art but then found it cathartic to honor her with a lovely piece. The woman in the photo on this journal is my late Aunt, my lovely, kindred-spirit second mother, who passed away last year. I always wondered what she was thinking, gazing off into the distance in some European city.
The journal is due for a trip to Jeff's, along with the canvases I've finished, for professional photography before I let go for good. I'm love, love, loving the background work, my favorite part of the process maybe? I just finished an 18" x 18" canvas, the largest ever for me, and I hope to post it soon. Soon, as in a few days rather than weeks!! Happy Summer, which officially begins today, though the thermometer has suggested otherwise, and I look forward to our visits!

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

outside the box, inside the box

I have finished my second 10 x 10 canvas and have a good start on the third, and I've ordered the 12 x 12's I need for the show in August at New Editions Gallery. Entitled Gridworks, the show will feature square pieces, the smallest being 12 x 12. I'm totally used to working small, don't know why, but I've always gravitated to journals, oversize puzzle pieces, ATCs and inchies... and now that I've gotten comfortable with 10x10 I'm looking forward to the challenge.
The show will remain up during the September/October World Equestrian Games. Scheduled to bring between 300 and 500,000 people (what about the horses?!) to Lexington, the Games are considered by many to be more 'important' than the Olympics. Wow. I know it will be great for the local economy but I think many of us are in denial about what it will mean for our small city, surrounded by even smaller towns. There are lots of people who are fleeing to parts unknown and renting their houses and condos out for outrageous sums - hmmm that would pay for a lot of art supplies, but then again I'd have to clean up the studio!! And fix the upstairs bathroom floor, paint the living room... and a few other important things.
OK, I'm way off track. Before I start on that project, I thought I would dabble with assemblage, altering boxes and other non-canvasy things. During our spring break trip to Asheville I picked up several really cool boxes, but I'm a bit stuck. Do I remove the ceramic piece from the lid of this one? Or, sand and paint? Why does tearing up a perfectly good box make me feel a little like a criminal? Because I want to make them really cool boxes!

The carving is also going to present a challenge... maybe I'll release it from the box and use it for a cradle/frame and alter the inside. Why is this so difficult? Once I embrace change I'm fairly OK with plowing ahead. I would certainly LOVE suggestions... heck, if the concept is good enough I might just send it to you and be done with it.

I'm in desperate need of storage but I like clear boxes and bins so I can see what's inside. It also seems a shame to put an antique box to work! This cigar box also has a cool lid but I can see lots of possibilities for working around the design, which I love along with the hinges. I caught my son and his friends smoking pretzels - the cigar kind of course - the other day after smelling something awful in the back yard. Phew, It's going to be a long summer. At least they didn't inhale:)

I have the same issue with these framed pieces. I was so excited to find them... maybe I'll hang them in the bathroom until I come up with a great idea. Maybe I need to stop thinking flat. Canvas.

Working in other media isn't totally foreign, I suppose it has just been awhile; I've focused on journals since early last fall (just dropped 5 off at the gallery - yay) and need to mix it up a bit. I think I'll use the Michael deMeng class I took in 2008 at Random Arts as inspiration (he was just there again last weekend and I really, really wanted to go, but... maybe next time. We made two really cool assemblage pieces, a Morpheus Box and an altered book. Looking at them now makes me want to go back and work on them again, add a splash of my current favorite supplies.

It's not like I haven't done boxes; I really like this tin, another piece from a couple of years ago, especially the wax part and finding the best rusting solution. Alcohol ink works wonders on metal and plastic and the Tim Holtz line is expanding with new colors - bought a couple recently and I'm itching to use them!

So, suggestions for the box in the top photo, please, you might just find it in your mail box!

Summer is nearly here and school is out tomorrow so I'm praying for art time, and blogging time, especially visiting all the wonderful friends listed in my blogroll and others I frequent. If too much time passes I feel like I'm living in a void! Hope you have great plans for the summer and if, like me, you have teenagers (or kids of any kind) they include time in the studio. Stay in touch!!


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