I produced the following body of work called EXCERPTS with Slovakian silk artist Anna Majernikova. The pieces not only have a vibrant aesthetic, but they are meaningful based on the chosen narrative. EXCERPTS is exhibited at The Fearless Artist gallery December 1-6, 2015 in Miami during Art Basel.
On each piece, the words are not clearly legible because they serve as texture, as a design element and as a way of infusing the piece with significance. They are written with metallic ink that constrains the color and allows for interesting shapes in the negative spaces of the letterforms to emerge.
Each work or series has a distinctive feel relevant to its own story.
Mandala 30" x 30"
uses text by Verlyn Klinkenborg, New York Times columnist who writes about the rural life.
Painted text:
"As for the farm, it will go on much as it has. The horses will stand broadside in the sun or paw the snow looking for last years grass. The roosters two of them now will breast the bright morning air as always while the hens go about their business. The dogs two of them now, again will chase each other through the snow. Ill be fixing fence and hauling wood and feeding out hay and chopping ice in the horse tank when the power goes out. And Ill be doing what Ive always done: watching the way one thought becomes another as I go about the chores.
But what about your farm, the one you've pictured while reading The Rural Life all these years? I know, from talking to readers, that its far bigger and more orderly than mine. It has fewer rocks and richer soil and fences that somehow magically stay taut. It reflects who you are as surely as my place reflects who I am. And it seems to be just about anywhere, wherever there's open land and some woods and enough time to walk the fence line. I've always wished that I could visit the farm that readers imagine I live on. It sounds like a very
nice place.
I am more human for all the animals I've lived with since I moved to this farm. Here, I've learned almost everything I know about the kinship of all life. The only crops on this farm have been thoughts and feelings and perceptions, which I know you're raising on your farm, too. Some are annual, some perennial and some are invasive no question about it.
But perhaps the most important thing I learned here, on these rocky, tree-bound acres, was to look up from my work in the sure knowledge that there was always something worth noticing and that there were nearly always words to suit it. "
Jazz 26" x 16"
uses text from George Gershwin's description about how the rhythm of a train ride inspired him to write Rhapsody in Blue.
Painted text:
"It was on the train, with its steely rhythms, its rattlety-bang that is often so stimulating to a composer...And there I suddenly heard--and even saw on paper--the complete construction of the Rhapsody, from beginning to end...I heard it as a sort of musical kaleidoscope of America--of our vast melting pot, of our unduplicated national pep, or our blues, our metropolitan madness."
Dessert 11" x 36"
is from a dessert menu of a local restaurant in
Hailey, Idaho that was on the back of my daughters coloring page.
Painted text:
"MOUNTAIN HIGH MUD PIE: a mountain of cookies and cream and mocha almond fudge ice cream in a chocolate cookie cream crust on a bed of hot fudge topped with whipped cream and chocolate shavings--Its huge!
FRUIT CRISP ALA MODE
TIRAMISU: coffee and rum soaked chocolate sponge cake layered with mascarpone cream, dusted with cocoa, and garnished with chocolate pieces
BROWNIE HOT FUDGE SUNDAE: decadent homemade brownies in hot fudge, warmed and topped with vanilla ice cream, whipped cream and chocolate shavings
ICE CREAM SUNDAE: Two scoops of vanilla ice cream with hot fudge, whipped cream and chocolate shavings
TWO SCOOPS OF SPUMONI ICE CREAM: chocolate, cherry and pistachio ice creams
HOMEMADE CREME BRULEE"
I'll Be Here (series)
uses the lyrics of a song written by young songwriter Adam Gwon and sung movingly by Audra McDonald during her performance with the Sun Valley Symphony.
Painted text:
Panel 1 9" x 11"
We met, of all places,
In front of Gristedes some freakishly cold winter's day.
I had on several unflattering layers of wool.
He slipped on the ice with his grocery bags full,
So I rescued some Fruit Loops he dropped by the curb
And he made some remark that my smile was superb
I thought that was sweet and I started to go and he said
"Hey, whatcha doing tomorrow?"
Panel 2 9" x 7"
Because I'll be here
At the corner of Bleeker and Mercer tomorrow at 7.
If you want to meet up, I'll be waiting right here,
And in case there are two fellas waiting for you, my name's John.
He waved and then he was gone.
Panel 3 9" x 12"
Needless to say I went back there to meet him
Mostly to see if he'd show, and there he was
Out in the cold with his jacket pulled tight.
He took me to dinner and kissed me goodnight.
The next week we went to this terrible play.
And the week after that drank hot chocolate all day.
And suddenly, eight or nine months had flown by when he said
"Hey, whatcha doing the rest of your life?"
Panel 4 9" x 6"
Because I'll be here
Right beside you as long as you want me to be.
There's no question.
There is nothing I've wanted so much in my life.
This might sound immature but I'm totally sure you're the one."
And we had just begun.
Panel 5 9" x 9"
We got hitched in September, our favorite month,
With a rock band that played in this old synagogue.
And we bought an apartment on West 17th street and talked
about children and getting a dog.
Our first anniversary came in a flash
And we promised to take the day off.
Panel 6 9" x 11"
He had to stop into his office that morning,
And so I went walking uptown to this bakery I know.
When I heard on the street what I thought was a joke
Till I noticed the sirens and saw all the smoke.
So I'm running back home with this feeling of dread
To the voicemail he left with the last words he said.
Panel 7 9" x 13"
I'm sorry, I don't mean to ruin your evening by bringing up all of this stuff.
You're probably wondering why I even called you tonight.
Well today something happened that spooked me alright.
I saw this storm cloud of papers fall down from the sky,
And I thought of that day and I started to cry.
When as sure as I breathe I heard John clear as day saying
"Hey, you're allowed to move on. It's okay."
Panel 8 9" x 7"
Because I'll be here
Even if you decide to get rid of my favorite sweater.
Even if you go out on my birthday
This year instead of staying at home letting all of life's moments pass by.
You don't have to cry.
Panel 9 9" x 17"
Because I'll be here
When you start going back to the places we went to together.
When you take off my ring and you let yourself smile.
When you meet someone handsome and patient and true.
When he says that he wants to be married to you.
When you call him one night and he meets you downtown.
When you finally answer him yes.
Yes.
Jason, I will marry you.
I will give you my heart.
It has taken so long, but I'm ready to start.
Right now John's whispering 'Congrats' in my ear cause
I finally let myself tell you that I will be here.
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