I’ve been finishing up a number of wall vases and pockets to send off to ~
The Gallery Shop, 824 Pike Street, Lemont, near State College, Pennsylvania
Artspace Gallery, 221 Center Street, Bloomsburg, Pennsylvania and
Butternut Gallery and Bookstore, 35 Pine Street, Montrose, Pennsylvania where my books are also part of the current show, “Illustration, Installation, and Words”.
All are wonderful spaces and supporters of the creative life, filled with work by many artists. I’m grateful to have my work in all three.
each something is a celebration of the nothing
that supports it. ~john cage
I have new work hanging in Moosewood Restaurant in Ithaca, New York. Had my camera not spent a few days gone missing and then been found amongst the kale and fennel, I would have pictures to show of painting the fabrics, constructing the compositions, and the finished pieces. Alas. I would have pictures of all the Moosewood cookbooks I own, so many stained pages on my long road of learning to cook learning curve. I would also have pictures of the books I’ve read recently, Fates and Furies by Margaret Groff, thumbs down. I wanted to like it, everyone else does. The Heart Goes Last by Margaret Atwood, thumbs up. Classic Atwood. Of course I would have all the pictures I was taking when the camera dropped while harvesting~the hopeful new willow garden of future sculptures, the delightful tomatoes after several years of blight and stinkbugs, the colorful non~stop swiss chard, the surprising volunteer gourds everywhere, and the world’s largest whistlepig* I thought was most certainly a bear cub. And of course the there’s no doubt I’m a bear and I brought a friend moment.
I hope to get a camera soon, before I head up to Ithaca again. My work will be on display for the month of October.
* The groundhog Marmota monax, also known as a woodchuck.
‘The list is the origin of culture. It’s part of the history of art and literature. What does culture want? To make infinity comprehensible… And how, as a human being, does one face infinity? How does one attempt to grasp the incomprehensible? Through lists…’