Dry pants

summer long collaborative painting

Pine Box Derby; Noise collective

A first day of my Intermediate/Advanced Sculpture class attacking a big pine box to make bricolage noise machines. Performance coming soon. Here are some video samples of the works after a few hour start.

tying the tied

a collaborative drawing with Fritz (blue lines) and Beckmann (beige lines). A poem of our efforts.

I found these.

A Painting, a Sculpture & a drawing

five and 1/2 minute hallway

Almost immediately after watching yesterday's post "Waking up ( about Merce Cunningham dance video)" I found myself on the floor shooting this video. I just remember saying this is my 5 1/2 minute hallway. I will embrace wherever it goes. This is what happened...

Waking up...

After watching this video my current obsession with noise in cahoots with sound and dreams of dancing are solidifying. This made me a bit emotional. How stunning! I post this video from a recent tweet by Portland's Barry Johnson (@barryjohnson) that pointed here: http://artsdispatch.blogspot.com/2010/08/portland-dance-linda-austins-video.html

The quote by Merce Cunningham resounds so heavily with me in relation to my work:

"The main obstacle, it emerges, is the choreographers’ own, almost pathological worship of the ephemeral. Cunningham said approvingly, “Dance gives you nothing back. No MS to store away, no paintings to show on walls, no poems to be printed and sold - nothing other than that fleeting moment when you feel alive.”

John Coltrane middle

On 1/17/07 I paused my iTunes to answer the phone. This happened; I took a screen grab. Today it was found.

Oh and a painting

Safeway @ 23rd and Madison in Seattle. Some public art.

Facing myself here (there) where?

Hello old friend. There might be something growling in that corner over there. Yikes. Here we go yo!
Pillow fight!

Wishing in progress

Now developing at the Hailey House, ( birthplace cottage of Ezra Pound); "Pound Wish Prescription." For this work I created a set of small, abstract steel forms that encircle the apple tree at the front of the house. Ezra Pound’s poem “A Girl” is written in chalk on the forms. A collaborative three dimensional drawing, the public is invited to make wishes and to tie colored strings representing those wishes to white ropes that hang from the branches of the tree. When complete the wishes (strings) will be wound, cremated, cast in aluminum and returned as a "stone" to the Hailey House garden.