Where Do Ideas Come From?

Deciding what my next project will be is sometimes a mysterious process.

When sitting down at my jewelry workbench, 

I often don't know what I'll make 

and need to look at my collection of materials 

until something stands out and starts an internal discussion.

Just a flicker of an idea 

is enough for me to begin a direction that is often altered, 

but that initial momentum 

gets my creative thoughts flowing.

My paintings begin from a variety of inspirations...

a photograph, 

a particular combination of colors, 

the atmosphere at dusk

and sometimes....

what I see through the windshield of my car.

Several weeks ago,

my morning drive to work was very slow 

due to the heavy rainfall.

Moving along at around 4mph,

I periodically turned off my windshield wipers 

and liked how the accumulating raindrops

began to abstract the view.

Considering what I might want to present 

in several upcoming shows,

I thought that these rainy morning images 

could possibly be the inspiration for a series of paintings.

Each image can stand alone as an interesting composition,

and the grouping suggests a storyline

that can invite a variety of interpretations.

The beginning of this week was all jewelry

as I prepared for a Thursday delivery of new inventory to 

Woodmere Art Museum.

Last night,

I was ready to get back to painting.

On a piece of gessoed, 140 lb, 

cold pressed cotton paper,

I did a quick, rough sketch in graphite

as I looked at one the my rainy morning images 

on the small screen of my phone. 

Using  acrylic Neutral Grey, Parchment and Titanium White,

the sketch was developed as a monotone image

with textures made by my favorite wooden skewer.

Once I began using paints,

I stopped looking at the picture on my phone,

preferring instead to refer to my memory...

another layer of abstraction

like the raindrops on my windshield.

When the first layer of paint dried,

hints of color were added with 

Light Blue Violet and Green Gold.

After that application dried,

a bit of shadowing was done with a charcoal stick.

While I see areas that could be enhanced and developed,

I'm liking the spontaneity and energy that this piece conveys.

So...

maybe it's done.

And that's where ideas come from....

sometimes...

for me, 

at least. 

From the Mighty Oak

Always on the lookout for interesting textures to incorporate into my jewelry,

I recently found a well preserved white oak leaf, 

left over from last year's growing season.

Oak leaves are generally pretty tough, 

making this one a potential candidate for my rolling mill.

The leaf was sandwiched between two pieces of annealed copper

and then rolled through the mill.

Because I used a thin gauge of copper to get a good imprint,

I planned to solder the newly formed leaf 

onto a piece of metal that had been previously etched 

in order to have a finished product 

with enough substance to maintain its shape.

I tried to be smart about my soldering 

and began by sweat soldering pieces of easy solder on to the back of the leaf.

After cleaning the leaf in pickle,

it was fluxed and placed on a piece of etched nickel....

also fluxed.

While these are relatively large pieces of metal,

I wasn't overly concerned

since neither is of a heavy gauge.

Well...

I guess I should have been a bit more concerned

since things did not work out the way I had planned.

Some of the solder flowed, 

and some of it didn't.

The flux must have been burned off

because no matter how much heat was applied,

I couldn't seem to get more of the solder to do what I wanted it to do.

I know I could have taken the partially connected assembly apart, 

pickled it

and start again...

but I just didn't want to.

I made the executive decision that this would be a 

partly soldered/mostly riveted piece.

Holes were drilled in strategic locations...

and rivets were made with short segments of sterling wire.

When I first found the white oak leaf,

I thought that maybe it could inspire a necklace.

It quickly became apparent 

that the copper version was a bit too mighty to wear around the neck.

Second option...

a bracelet.

The riveted, layered leaf was formed 

with a plastic mallet and my oval bracelet mandrel.

I feared that some of the rivets might pop as the leaf 

was bent and pounded into shape,

but...

all connections held tight.

Sigh of relief!

Back to the garden 

to search for more millable leaves!

Keeping My Reluctant Resolution

Trying to earn money as an artist/craftsperson 

requires an ongoing search for display opportunities.

Since there is no financial benefit 

from being the largest collector of one's own work, 

contact with the world outside my home studio does need to be made.

While I typically ignore the urge to make New Year's resolutions,

I did resolve to apply to more shows in 2017.

As expected, 

I'm already experiencing mixed results 

from staying true to my resolution.

My lack of confidence keeps me from painting the figure,

but I forced myself out of my comfort zone 

so I could enter a recent show, 

'Body Language', 

at Chester County Art Association.

My painting,

'Monday Morning',

was juried into the show.

It didn't sell, 

but I'll view getting into the show as a positive.

I entered the maximum allowed four paintings 

into the upcoming juried show at Main Line Art Center.

All four paintings were rejected.

Ouch.

I was a bit stymied when I saw that 

Beauty Art Gallery in Newtown Square 

was having a juried show with the theme 

'The Art of Music'.

How would I capture music in a painting?

I decided to go abstract and entered two pieces.

 'One Note'

'Many Notes'

Both paintings were juried into the show

and each painting received an award.

The upcoming juried show at 

Wallingford Community Art Center

has the theme

'Pattern'.

I again decided that I might best relate to the theme 

with something abstract,

and chose to work on top of a misguided mixed-media piece 

that I began years ago.

Without any idea of where I was going,

I started by adding layers of both transparent and opaque colors.

Why had I collaged a vintage image of businessmen 

in front of a Roman aqueduct?

I don't know,

but that earlier work began to disappear 

as I thought that stripes would be my answer to the show's theme.

Using acrylics, 

I kept applying paint,

adding texture,

evaluating the balance of color and shapes...

until I felt that the individual components

worked together as an implied pattern of cohesiveness.

While the aqueduct is no longer visible,
I like how the heads of the underlying businessmen
can still be detected.

The above painting, 

along with my second study of stripes

will both be entered next Monday for jurying.

Fingers are crossed.

Imperfectly Beautiful

My ongoing search for vintage, silver plated platters 

led me to a local thrift store this morning.

I found no platters,

but did find a couple of treasures that I bought.

This beautiful ring had some significant problems 

which is why it was tagged at the surprisingly low price of 

$4.00.

But....

it's sterling 

and turquoise

and lovely.

The chip in the turquoise?

Yes,
it's there

and no,

it doesn't bother me.

I would never try to sell one of my pieces with a defect like this,

but I'm happy to add this ring to my personal stash.

In addition to the chip, 

the shank of the ring was quite mangled,

making it practically impossible to fit most fingers.

No problem...

when you have the right tools and the right know-how.

Using my ring mandrel and my favorite hammer,

the shank was persuaded back in to wearable shape.

The other treasure that came home with me

is a brass vase with a beautiful patina.

Bright and shiny is rarely appealing to me.

I tend to gravitate to those older items 

that are faded, rusty and otherwise marred.

Those are the items that have history and a story to tell.

Those are the items that speak to my soul.

Also...

priced at 50¢, 

this item spoke to my frugality.

Paired with Narcissus from my front yard,

this vase is perfect.

A Little Bit Ranty Today

So….

feeling a bit ranty today.

Sunday was spent with two of my siblings,

visiting a charming town that’s filled with antique stores, galleries and restaurants.

It was a lovely day…

except for the part of the afternoon 

when I allowed myself to feel irritated 

by an exchange I overheard in one of the shops.

This particular shop was filled with lots of wonderful, handcrafted items, 

some by local artists whose work I recognized. 

We were in the shop for around 25 minutes, 

and one of the salespersons kept busy with another customer for the entire time. 

I was impressed with the employee’s professional dedication 

as she worked with a customer 

who appeared to be interested in making a purchase 

but was seized with indecisiveness.

The employee and customer were by the checkout area 

when my sister was making her purchase, 

and I watched as different pieces of original, framed art 

were hung on the wall for the customer’s consideration. 

She was clearly interested in one of the pieces 

and asked if there was any 

‘wiggle room’ 

with the price.

That’s when my internal voice said, 

“Oh, please. Really?!”

Moments like this can bring out my judgmental side, 

and I freely admit to assessing the Prada baby stroller she was pushing, 

tricked out with a nice assortment of accessories 

and the lovely clothing she was wearing. 

I know, I know….

I’m making assumptions, 

but this woman did not present a picture 

of someone living a life of financial struggle.

I am acquainted with quite a few people 

who dedicate their lives to creative pursuits. 

While I can’t speak to other’s motivations, 

I feel like I’m wired to create. 

I’m a maker. 

The financial rewards are limited, 

and I appreciate that is the trade-off 

for the powerful satisfaction I can feel 

when my hands take raw materials and turn them into jewelry 

or when I translate an emotion into a painting.

Decades of learning, exploring, failing and growing 
go into each piece that I create. 

Assigning a price to each of those pieces is quite humbling; 

it is done very thoughtfully. 

In most retail settings, 
the artist gets 50% of the selling price. 

That percentage will sometimes be 40% 
when the arrangement is by consignment. 

I know they exist, 

but I do not personally know any artist 
who is getting rich off of his or her art. 

My guess is that most of them would say that’s fine, 

but I would also guess 
that most of them want to do more than just barely survive.

I have no doubt 

that the artist whose paintings were being considered yesterday 

worked hard to create the pieces that were matted and framed. 

I know that the store owners and employees 

were working hard 
to create a wonderfully curated selection of items 
in a beautiful setting. 

When someone asks if there’s ‘wiggle room’ in the price, 

that wiggle means less money for the artist or the shop, 
or both. 

I could feel a twitch developing in my left eye 

as I fought the urge to turn to the customer and say, 

“Just pay the price, already!”

But....

I do know how to behave in public.

I remained quiet until we left the shop, 

and I turned to my sister and said, 

“Oh, please! Really?!”

Lansdowne Theater Project Part I

Before moving to our current home,

my family lived in Lansdowne, Pennsylvania.

I enjoyed living there 

and continue to have a fondness for the community.

There is a wonderful diversity among the residents, 

and many are actively engaged in local politics 

as well as community activities and events.

During our 9 years in Lansdowne,
 I did the design for Sycamore Park

when the Borough secured the property to

protect one of the oldest trees, 

estimated to date to the mid 1600's, 

in Pennsylvania.

My family also took part in projects 

that improved the site designs 

of the Borough library 

and two war memorials that honor local veterans.

When you get involved in your community, 

you tend to meet some really wonderful people,

and we met the Schultz family, 

Matt and Judie and their daughter Helen.

A lifelong resident, 

Matt is committed to improving the community

and is the driving force behind the 

renovation of
the Lansdowne Theater.

photo by Brian Mengini
As Chief Executive Officer of the

Historic Lansdowne Theater Corporation,
Matt has been using his organizational talents
to bring this jewel of a building back to life.

To learn more about this exciting project, 
please visit the 
Historic Lansdowne Theater Corporation
website.

Several months ago,
Matt suggested a possible collaborative effort.
Would I consider creating original artwork
that might hopefully support and promote
the ongoing restoration of the
Lansdowne Theater?

My response...
"Let me think about it."
I'm aware of my strengths,
and maybe more significantly,
of my weaknesses.
I didn't want to commit to a project
unless I thought I could do proper justice to the mission.

Matt let me have access to the theater

so I could gather images

that would hopefully provide the necessary inspiration.

During my visit,
I took part in one of the fundraising efforts

and made a donation 

to have a message installed on the theater's marquee.

My message, 

'MAKE ART',

went up shortly after my photo gathering visit.

My initial sketches and painting studies 

left me underwhelmed 

as I struggled to find the right note.
I found myself thinking of the beautiful work by local artist,
Nancy Barch

Liberty 1 by Nancy Barch
and thought some of the techniques she has developed
might work nicely for my project.
As I reviewed Nancy's work online,
I realized she was offering a workshop at

Historic Yellow Springs.

Perfect timing....
and what an opportunity
to learn from a mixed media/collage master!

After the two days of the workshop, 

I now know a wide variety of techniques

that can be applied to the Lansdowne Theater project.

Feeling confident that I've found the right note,

I have numerous pieces in progress,

using images from my photo shooting visit

and of my

'MAKE ART'

marquee message.

Part II of this project to come soon.

Visit Nancy Barch's web site to find information about upcoming workshops.

Adventures With Cold Wax

Several years ago,
I took part in a two day encaustic workshop at a local art center.

I loved working with melted wax and pigments,

adding layer after layer

for an eventual painterly image that had a
luminous, ethereal appearance.

I've been tempted to further explore encaustics in my home studio,

but that temptation has been overruled by my concern 

about setting up a dedicated workspace with the proper ventilation.

Then I started hearing about cold wax.

I began searching for any information I could find about 

how to paint with cold wax and 

decided that I should sign up for a workshop.

Easier thought than done.

I found classes that were offered in 

North Carolina, Wisconsin, New Mexico, Ireland, Italy and France.

All lovely locations...

and all completely out of my humble reach.

And then I came across the work of 

Linda Benton McCloskey.

I love her work!

'Moon Dance' by Linda Benton McCloskey

Linda's abstract paintings have ranges of color that speak to my creative soul...

'Heavens Above' by Linda Benton McCloskey

and richly textured surfaces that draw me in and make me want to stay.

'Sweet Grass' by Linda Benton McCloskey

How wonderful to find out that Linda also lives in Pennsylvania.

How not so wonderful that her studio is in Harrisburg,

around 110 miles away from me.

Then!!!

I found out that Linda sometimes offers a workshop at one of the art centers local to me.

I spent almost two years being disappointed that I couldn't make my schedule work with the several offerings only 20 minutes from my house.

Then!!!

I saw that Linda was offering another workshop.

This one was going to be at The Millworks, 

where her studio is located....

yes,

in Harrisburg.

I decided that I had thought about cold wax long enough.

It was time to commit to learning.

Yes,

in Harrisburg.

So....

for the three days of the workshop,

I drove back and forth

from my Delaware County home to Harrisburg,

and it was totally worth it.

Linda was generous with her knowledge

and taught the four of us who signed up,

a wide variety of techniques that I would have struggled to figure out on my own.

It was valuable to be part of a small group,

watching how the others took the same information 

and interpreted it with their unique perspectives.

My own perspective gravitated towards interpretations of landscapes,

both real and imagined.

Most of my work was done with a palette knife, a brayer and a dough scraper

which helped push me towards a more abstracted vision of my message.

It's sometimes a challenge to maintain the energy and creativity

found in a workshop setting.

Being under the tutelage of a 

respected and accomplished artist like Linda

and in the presence of others who are also driven to expand their skills,

helped to keep me focused and determined.

The workshop was just over one week ago

and I'm continuing to work with my new set of cold wax skills,

and....

I'm happy that I'm not driving back to Harrisburg.

If you're ever in Harrisburg,

consider checking out

The Millworks,

a beautiful, historic building recently renovated

and now home to a collection of over thirty artist studios and 

a wonderful restaurant with an on-site brewery.