Constellation
time traveler
At night, a tiny slug sat atop–and was illuminated by–the vast expanse of my iphone’s display…it all said everything’s going to be ok.
and on another day…
3 birdhouses
Ragwort
I was sitting outside in May and saw –just as so many people must have thought before me–that if you spend some time looking into these things that are growing that you could find deep whirlpools for your interest (the geometry of growth, the why of this or that, etc) if you wanted that, or you could just sit and more passively have an experience. Either way you could never touch bottom. Lately, when I feel myself getting pulled such a little–really, unassuming–whirlpool, I’m trying to make it a point to draw that thing that acts like a nexus, and follow it in. Though I don’t think there is anything more authentic than interfacing with its face. It is the face of reality, infinitely authentic at every level. And also not drawing it for the sake of the depiction, but as a method to spend time out there with it. Out there….within….I want that contour to dissolve.
Then I made a print so I could share something of it with other people. It’s a separate idea maybe, but coming from the same place. It’s like I’m pointing to the same thing the nexus opened to. Not restricted by location…a non-local…node…connection…. (And now this idea disintegrating into my own uncongealed thinking/feeling about it.)
This post is that too.
Dialogue
I made these a year ago but I wasn’t ready to let anyone see them. I worked on these everyday for a while then. They’re a dialogue I was trying to open up to. Between me and me…or the universe and the universe. They are both, and they are silly. They’re little drawings, because as it turns out the universe is ridiculous sometimes.
That’s Helmut Lemke. He was my teacher for a while.
That’s my husband, Rod. We don’t always see eye to eye.
I Release
“The offering up or cleaning up ego stuff is called purification. Purification is the act of letting go. This is done out of discriminative awareness. That is, you understand that you are an entity passing through a life in which the entire drama is an offering for your awakening. You see that the life experience is a vehicle for coming to God, or becoming conscious, for becoming liberated. And you understand ultimately that’s what you are doing here.” Excerpt from Ram Dass’ book “Polishing the Mirror”
(Returned on January 2015 by it’s previous owner.)
You and me and us and me and you
About a year back I decided I wanted to make work that I could just make on my own, spontaneously and anywhere. I was reacting against the Takahashi pre-performance preparation that had to happen. At the time, they required other people, stretching canvas, setting up electronics equipment, a projector, and then having all the things communicate with each other. It was hard to do spontaneously. So I decided to just draw. White paper. Black pen. And me.
In tandem with those drawings I started becoming curious about color. There was shift in the Takahashi performances from paint to [colored] light, and this set up no longer required me to stretch a canvas or use a projector–another move towards pre-performance simplicity (though pursuing this colored light stand wasn’t done for that purpose specifically). I could just plug in and go. Though it’s still very technology heavy, spontaneity and technology are not in opposition. So now, working in the muck of the Takahashi lights and the ink drawings, it felt to me like I was exploring two things: precise line work (absent of the consideration for color), and expansive pure color.
Yesterday, during a Takahashi rehearsal with Linda Jankowska and Rodrigo Constanzo it occurred to me the water color works are actually perfect for use in the Takahashi light set-up. It’s like one part of my brain has just let another part of my brain in on what it’s been working on. I think these works are somehow perfect populators of the Color Picker sample space (the color granular synthesis max patch), which before only had a “place-holder” image. I really want everything to be personal, and resonate with me. The body of line drawing work I’ve been doing, now with the addition of water colors, are hugely significant to me and this period of my life–creative and personal. So here we are.
I just want to make beautiful things…and it feels like an explosion.
(above work owned by Rocio Bolaños)
Photos by Linda Jankowska.
A Mundane Transcendental Object
Click on the image to zoom in. I go in deep with this one.
Owned by Linda Jankowska
New Pens!
Testing out some new pens!
The skull is owned by Lina Martinez…and no man or woman may yet possess Man Dantana!
