Now: Here: This August 12, 2005
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PP
New York City
Barnyard Grid
digital photograph
I've been spending too much time alone. I do better with an external spacial structure; even if it's empty.
Karien Vandekerkhove
Gent, Flanders, Belgium
l_e_s_t
photograph
les extremes se touchent ....
Rosa Naparstek
Washington Heights, New York City
Fish
photograph
I see that my seeing has expanded from this on line visual conversation.
And that makes me grateful for what has been shared here and happy.
Thank you.
Stephen Beveridge
Washington Heights, New York City and Hemet, California
untitled
mixed media
Now that I'm back in NY after my extended California visit i feel the energy of NYC inspiring my art once again. I've been collaborating with a couple of neighborhood artists on Thursdays. Last Thursday I was given an enlarged photo copy of a small drawing taken from a piece at the Cloisters. The original is by an unknown French artist from the 12 century called "Virgin and Child in Majesty, A small drawing was made by David Ferrando, an artist and art guard at the Cloisters. David loves to photocopy drawings cropping and enlarging. He gave me on 11 x 17 copy of a section of the drawing on Thursday. Friday morning found me adding my two cents and marveling at the distance the image had travelled.
Theresa Murphy
Paris, France
Horizon
photocollage
Off to the countryside to collect thoughts
in a quiet stretch of earth
Off to the countryside to lay down the world
spinning back in the city
Off to the countryside then to return to the thoroughfares
ready to answer the fears of stepping outside of shadow
Sky Pape
Inwood, New York City
self-portrait
pencil and ink on paper
I was thinking about how the past connects to the present, and how I got from there to here in terms of creativity, experience, and aesthetic development. It seemed to make some sense and left me curious about where I might be with it twenty years from now. For once I felt able to look at my own history a bit more kindly--probably a fleeting occurrence.
Poor Robin
mulitimedia
Tim Folzenlogen
Washington Heights, New York City
untitled comic strip
pencil drawings
Harold Wallin
Anchorage, Alaska & Washington Heights, New York City
untitled
ink drawing, 22"x 30"
Have been thinking about this quote from Leibniz, "There are two kinds of truths: those of reasoning and those of fact. The truths of reasoning are necessary and their opposite is impossible; the truths of fact are contingent and their opposites are possible." In art it's easy to confuse the two. We so often talk about the truth of the work, thinking it is the former sort when it is the latter. In our art we make the facts and, so then, the truth, all of which may not exist outside of the work.
Anthony Gozalez
Washington Heights, New York City
Ascending Soul
Photoshop collage
And only The Master shall praise us, and only The Master shall blame;
And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame,
But each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They are!
from When Earth's Last Picture Is Painted by Rudyard Kipling
Renee Watabe
Verona, New Jersey
Dream Two
photograph
“To sleep, perchance to dream; ay, there’s the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause:…”
I find myself in the midst of a “Dream Series,” and suddenly my son’s pet snake, Striker, took ill and died. My three children formed a band of mourners, dug a proper grave, carved a tombstone and had a respectful service complete with hymns, a few words and flower placement. It made me think about how children and all of us process our imaginings of death, and brought me to the above line from Shakespeare’s Hamlet.
I am sure that I must be afraid of death, but I don’t actively feel that way, especially these days when I see it so often at the hospital. I have been seeing the moment of death as existing in a holy or sacred space, akin to the moment of birth.
Miriam Leuchter
New York City
As Above, So Below
digital montage
In the last throes of summer, I tried to stop time.
Karen Greene
Washington Heights, New York City
untitled
photograph
I take a long walk in the morning with my camera most mornings before
work, and walk and shoot. I was watching the bees on the sunflowers and
kept marveling at their focus and hard work. Then I watched this one bee
on what I thought was the wrong side of the flower, walking around and
around, unable to find the nectar side of the flower. I guess it was a
lazy morning-- she walked and circled, as did I. Wondering about the presumed
wisdom and
survival skills of insects and animals-- and how after about 5 slow exposures,
this bee flew away after never finding the right side of the flower. Maybe
she found something -- her 5 frames of fame.
Pamela Flynn
Freehold, New Jersey
After
m ixed media with encaustic
One should reconsider what one takes for granted, but when one takes it for granted one does not realize that one has to reconsider.
Peter Ferko
Washington Heights, New York City
Going
scanned negative
Going has always held an alure for me. And like poor George in "It's a Wonderful Life" there always seems to be a reason I can't go. Usually the reason is money, or the money-making schedule. Finally it worked out. It feels really good to be going.
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