July 23, 2004
Welcome:Bienvenidos
This
exhibit is an "art spark" generated by a community of artists
living around the world. Every week, we meet at this virtual studio/gallery
to share work and the most important thing on our minds.
Artists are invited to join Virtual:Comunidad.
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Renee Tamara Watabe
Verona, NJ
Rose Petals in the Birdbath
From what I want to what I have:
A daughter who decorates the birdbath with flower petals so that the side
garden looks like fairies have been having some sort of summer ritual
when I wasn’t looking.
Petr Shvestov
St. Petersburg, Russia
Lela-Che
James Huckenpahler
Washington, D.C.
untitled
week of art books that I couldn't afford. for the moment I've passed on:
a Brice Marden monograph with gorgeous reproductions
a catalog from a Morandi show that includes essays by artists who claim
his influence, including Vija Celmins
big monograph on Giotto
small monograph on Basquit
my guilty treat to myself:
catalog from Tom Sachs show at Deutsche Guggenheim.
Tim Folzenlogen
Washington Heights, New York City
the whole deck
I always feel like I am playing the biggest game there is.
The other people, they have all the status, power and money
but I’m holding the entire deck
and we both know it.
Wendy Newton
Washington Heights, New York City
Junk Landscape
I was very myopic as a child and didn't get glasses until I was six or
seven. So I feel totally at home looking intensely at small swatches
of the world.Eventually everything will morph into something else under
a steady gaze.
Anthony Gonzalez
Washington Heights, New York City
untitled
I recently returned from a few weeks in Connecticut where I taught several classes at an Art's Center. In a class of nine to twelve year olds we created self portrait memory boxes. Part of this project consisted of the children making plaster masks of themselves that would be mounted in a shoe box lid. By looking through the eyes of the mask one would be able to view a mixed media collage of images and objects that each child felt represented who he or she was.
In preparation for this class I made several memory boxes with my daughter, so I would have samples to show the class, and to help me break the process down into simple steps that would make it easier to teach. Now I am hooked. I have a memory box project of my own that I expect will continue to evolve into perpetuity. This week's piece is a corner of that box, scanned, then altered in photoshop.
Peter Ferko
Washington Heights, New York City
Kosak-Mamai
The most important thing on my mind is straightening out what's on my mind. There's too much on my mind.
Can I go back to Russia for a little while?
about the picture:
Kosak-Mamai is a traditional Ukrainian icon that I learned about on my recent trip to Kiev. The iconography is always the same: horse, tree, instrument, weapon, beverage. I improvised a New Yorker variation, throwing in the headstock of a Kiev musician's harp for authenticity and the only steed I could find (in Central Park), then dipped the whole thing in Ukraine's national blue and yellow.(click here for fascinating(!) historical examples)
Rosa Naparstek
Washington Heights, NYC
Chickenhawk
On My Mind Right Now:
"I Tunes" playing Renaissance music, a soft breeze from my fan
set at low, piles of paper on my desk, the floor. Things, knick knacks
bric a brac, the stuff of my art everywhere in conflict with my minimalist
personal aesthetic, difficult to tolerate, impossible to contain in space,
or brain. Order, so desirable for clarity and it's own beauty, militates
against the haphazard necessity for my happenstance work.
Duality is a frame of limited perspective. Seeing the one in the other, and the other in one, I can sometime reach beyond it. Who am I most of the day? Where do I live? In war or peace, in love or fear? Avoidance is death, encounter with what is, both my only way out, my only way in.
"Think only of the Divine, Love only the Divine, Live only for the
Divine."
-Sri Aurobindo
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