Nine pieces of my work will be in this exhibit, opening at Visions Art Museum in San Diego next weekend.
April 18 – July 5, 2015, Four New
3° of Abstraction
Three artists with very
different approaches to abstraction bring their unique voices to 3° of Abstraction opening with a
reception on April 18 from 5-7 p.m. See the work of Shelley Brenner Baird, Pat
Kroth, and Karen Rips.
I will be there for the opening and hope to see you too.
The last of my people pictures. Ted and I were two of only four non Indians to attend this Pongal Festival in a small village in Tamil Nadu. Pongal is a harvest festival celebrated on January 14th each year
There is a parade led by an oxen, with lots of dancing.
Even the local police let me take their picture.
Around 200 women were lined up in two long rows on the street, boiling milk in these pots, allowing it to boil over, then adding rice, vegetables and sugar cane.
The women seemed genuinely happy to see us and encouraged us to take part, stirring pots and shaking hands.
Our guide told us Indians tend to want to look somber for photos, smiling afterward
They loved posing in family groups
The dots are placed on her face to ward off the "evil eye"
kayaking on the river in front of a houseboat. Probably going to market
washing her dishes in the river
Muslim school girls
A contrast between young and old
Muslim men. In a few days (If I ever get over this jet lag) I'll post a few more pictures
If you follow me on Facebook, you already know I was in southern India and Sri Lanka for three weeks. It was amazing and whirlwind and I'm still trying to wrap my head around it. We've started sorting through the pictures and I am posting them, little by little. Some you may have seen already. Today and tomorrow I'm focusing on the people.
It seems like everyone in India owns a motorcycle, it's certainly the easiest way to get around. The most people we saw on a bike were five, two adults, two kids and an infant. none wearing helmets.
This is at the flower market, and I would say the majority of men wear this kind of dress, with the younger men tending towards pants.
The back of a truck is seldom empty. I found everyone in India incredibly friendly. If you smiled or waved, they broke out in great smiles, shouting hello.
Women in the back of the truck this time, all wearing saris. I don't think we saw any women in India in anything other than saris.
Priests at a temple where people were bringing them offerings to pray for something they needed.
A line of people at another temple, waiting for a free meal the temple would provide to a certain number (depending on the size of the temple) of people. This was not for beggars, but for pilgrimages.
Another priest, waiting to put a red and white dot on my forehead
This little boys first haircut, given by a priest after many blessings and gifts.
It was such a wonderful, busy, intense trip, and a beautiful culture, so different yet in many ways the same as ours. More pictures tomorrow
I have been invited, along with 99 other artists to help Virginia Spiegel raise money for the American Cancer Society. The goal for this fundraiser is to raise $10,000 in one day! Virginia's brilliant idea is to match 100 patrons with 100 randomly assigned pieces of art, for $100.
We've all been affected by this terrible disease, and I feel privileged to take part in this worthy cause.
In the next few months I'll be posting progress on the artwork I'm producing. Feb. 4th is the big day. For more details, click here, and thank you for your support.
There were many artists whose work I like and neglected to photograph at World of Threads Festival, but these two I'm happy to say I did remember. Trina Perry Carlson's work "Cocoon" included calfskin baby shoes, madrona branch, cotton and plastic. Her work is about reclaiming the lost and discarded. This was very piognant to me, and I thought it interesting that she mounted it on the reverse side of the canvas. Another artist in the show did this also.
Melanie Siegel's large piece "Winter" was outstanding. It's made of ribbons and threads very condensed, but hanging loosely. When I looked up close, I saw many decorative ribbons I have collected in the past for various projects, and here they all are making up this shimmering piece of art.
Before we arrived in Toronto, we spent some time in Churchill, on the Hudson Bay, looking for polar bears. There's no road to Churchill, you can fly in or take the train, which is what we opted to do. It's a two night trip, which I was a little leery of, but we ended up in a large sleeper car and we loved it.
The scenery was spectacular, different than anything I've ever seen. This was the view out our train window.
The Tundra Buggies hold about 40 people, but there were only 20 of us, so we all had window seats, plus we had a "patio" on the back, for those that wanted to freeze while taking the perfect picture. Ted and I immediately made friends with the couple that brought the Bailey's on board to add to our morning hot chocolate.
We saw lots of mothers with two cubs. They stay with her until they are about two. These babies were about 10 months old.
I'm not sure how many bears we saw, some people said 24, but we went out two separate days and I'm sure some of them were repeats. The full grown male bears can weigh up to 1500 pounds, and they are fast.
We saw one female leap out of the tundra and race away from a male who was getting a little to close. This time of year the bears are in a "walking hibernation", waiting for the ice to form on Hudson Bay so they can hunt seals.
Churchill has around 800 residents year round, which swells quite a bit during polar bear season, and in the summer during Beluga whale season. This time of year the town is on high alert for bears coming into town, and they have a jail, were the bears are kept for 30 days before being helicoptered out if they wander in. Bears are rarely killed, they use flash bang ammo to scare them away.
The environment in Churchill is permafrost, and it is really beautiful. The green in the picture two above is lichen, which grows most everywhere here.
The landscape is stark
With howling winds,
and lots of shallow estuaries. The tour group we went with, and I assume other tours, did their best to educate us about the bears. We had researchers from various organizations talk to us while out on the tours, and they were collecting data to try and keep track of the population. One of our drivers was a former zoologist from the San Francisco zoo. I will leave you with this live polar bear cam, which can be really interesting or incredibly boring.