Saturday, July 4, 2015

A Moment By Pamela Wilder Hurst

NOTE: This print was "Untitled," and the title of this blog post is a play on the title of the exhibition where I encountered this work of art.

I'm teaching summer camp again this year at the Community Arts Center in Wallingford, and last week I happily caught the tail end of the exhibition Moments, featuring paintings by Sally Paynter and (most interesting for me) black and white relief prints by Pamela Wilder Hurst.

Most of Hurst's stark imagery captured an interaction between two people. And while this image is a moment of affection, a number of the others caught more disturbing, even violent interactions. I loved the juxtaposition of these two extremes. That, combined with the drama of pure black and white, and the rough and expressive details (such as the aged and heavy hand in this print) bestowed emotional weight to the whole body of prints exhibited. I found myself seriously contemplating old cliches such as the thin line between love and hate and the inevitable sadness that comes with time and change. But much relief came in the form of the formal delicacy of Hurst's drawing style.

I couldn't find more information about this artist anywhere, and apparently I just missed her when she came to pick up her work from the gallery while I was working with my students. But if anyone know her or more about her work, let me know.

Friday, June 26, 2015

Three Cats A-Z Prints With Trippy Colors




My cousin Gail is visiting and while coloring with our kids she created some psychedelic versions of three Cats A-Z proofs I had lying around. Thought I'd share the fun.

















Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Dancing In the Garden: Far Afield

White line woodcut (unique print)
Watercolors on 140 lb Canson watercolor paper
9" x 12" (image) 11" x 14" (paper)

On Children 

by Kahlil Gibran

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,

so He loves also the bow that is stable.


Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Dancing in the Garden: Circle of Friends

White line woodcut (unique print)
Watercolors on 140 lb Canson watercolor paper
9" x 12" (image) 11" x 14" (paper)

Trees have about them something beautiful and attractive even to the fancy, since they cannot change their places, are witnesses of all the changes that take place around them; and as some reach a great age, they become, as it were, historical monuments,
and like ourselves they have a life, growing and passing away, --not being inanimate and unvarying like the fields and rivers.

One sees them passing through various stages, and at last step by step approaching death, which makes them look still more like ourselves.

- Wilhelm von Humboldt

Dancing In the Garden: Second Duet

White line woodcut (unique print)
Watercolors on 140 lb Canson watercolor paper
9" x 12" (image) 11" x 14" (paper)

A Bed in the Leaves
By Marian Kennedy

My yard is full of leaves today
Brown and yellow and gold
I think I'll rake them in a pile
Higher than my head

Then I'll pretend it is my bed
I'll jump in very quick
And pile their leaves up over me
For covers soft and thick

I'll just lie there so nice and warm
And look up in the sky
And watch more leaves float down for me
To rake up bye and bye

Monday, June 22, 2015

Dancing in the Garden: First Duet

White line woodcut (unique print)
Watercolors on 140 lb Canson watercolor paper
9" x 12" (image) 11" x 14" (paper)

A sister is both your mirror - and your opposite. 

-Elizabeth Fishel

Sunday, June 21, 2015

"Dodgeville" by Linda Kelen

Image used with the permission of the artist. Learn more about Linda Kelen on her blog Artings (here's a direct link to her blog posts specifically about white line woodcuts) and at her Absolute Arts page.

Motors are running, vehicles with rounded edges and painted all the colors of the rainbow move about, yet I detect no smog. Only a herd of puffy, white clouds, softly reflecting some yellow sunlight slowly existing the frame.

An older man with a brown bag lunch seems to watch the passing parade with some interest. I assume the blue bike he stands beside is his. The seat looks comfortable.

With all this coming and going, leaning and bending, I am reminded that nothing is ever truly still; the earth spins and orbits a moving sun in an expanding universe.

I have caught but a glimpse, the most fleeting of moments. It is an extraordinarily bright and vivid scene. This is what the world looks like on my happiest days or in my sunniest of memories.