Monday, April 28, 2008

details and visitors

Drawing/watercolor with the shadows from the wire catspider above it:

Collage/watercolor/ink of a bottle that was my mother's and the ripped up pages from on old physics book of my Dad's:

Ink/watercolor image from a story I wrote years ago:

This weekend I did a two day open studio with other people in Tribeca. People wandered in, wandered out, stayed for 15 seconds, hung around for conversation. Some obviously want nothing to do with you and others pronounce you the best of the tour. One woman told me a story about her painter Dad who supported 5 children with his art out in Pennsylvania. He had his own gallery in a separate building and then built a Japanese house to add to the mix. The kids would go to sleep whenever and wherever. We talked about the ability to paint and to draw (not synonymous) and about children's books.
..and then you get some people who bring with them an aura of actual weirdness, their words always at an oblique angle to your own, their laughter rushing in to make puddles in between.
Now I can start on the new painting with its foliage, Hindu dancer-gods, illuminated edges and chaos at the end of the Kali Yuga.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Open Studio Walls

Today is the open studio walking tour where strangers wander into your space and look at your art, you and your abode. Usually people don't say much. The idea of talking about art hits a mute button. The best responses come from firemen and workmen who are in the building for completely other reasons. They are almost always eager to tell me what they think. They have no problem with the imagery and the colors. we'll see what happens today

north wall:

south wall:

Sunday, April 20, 2008


Friday night I took my son to see Macbeth with Patrick Stewart on Broadway. Awash with Shakespeare we ventured back out into Times Square 3 hours later. I forget that it's now Bladerunner Redux without the Asian kiosks. People jammed the square footage and a wailing cop car pulled over a cab in the midst of crowds.
The play was great.
Today the island is dense with mist and the overcast wet of harbor humors. Seagulls fly high in the currents dropping their plaintive calls down to us on the streets like strange predictions or just rude comments.

Monday, April 14, 2008

Crazy Fish

So this is what I've been working on. Maybe its done. Click to enlarge, as all images...

Sunday, April 13, 2008

what happened to Wolff

Wolff is painting...and then painting some more. That's before and after visiting Washington DC's American University on student acceptance day.
..still painting...

Monday, April 7, 2008

looking at you

This is a very small (25.1 cm X 31.9 cm) Rembrandt in Boston's Museum of Fine Arts. It is in a room at the end of a cavernous hallway. Its on a plinth in the middle of the room among many other, mostly small, Dutchish paintings. Its a jewel. There was another really good painting on the other side of the plinth that got smashed out of my brain the minute I saw the Rembrandt. Its a painter's painting: to the point, funny and perfectly painted. There you are in your studio, your eyes full of your work that you've denied the viewer, giving out only the place, the face and the profession (obsession). Its a calling card, a portrait, a joke and a great picture.

Friday, April 4, 2008

Mermaid Necklace

Down into the sea and back up again with the jewels of water, bits of gold, and dark-glinting weed threaded together.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Mia & Lencho in the River

This is the first painting I did after leaving the circus. I plunged right into figurative imagery after years of making abstract pictures and odd forays across the border of minimalism, coming back with cuttings from their garden to plant in Wolffian dirt.
It is based on a memory of a deep creek that ran between blond hills in the southern inlands of California. There, on a rare day with no shows, I went swimming with my boyfriend, Florencio (Lencho for short). I was just beginning to do paintings about actual places and things, still a bit shy to try and put everything in (like I do now)-thus the spare set design.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008


photos by Larry Hedrick

Spent four hours the other day wandering through MOMA looking at the design show and various other beauties like Giacometti, Cezanne, Kahlo, and Van Gogh. Came home with my mind full and have since been looking at the incredible paintings of Jakuchu.
The world is lush with art.