tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19567503802655778872024-03-20T12:05:07.517-07:00My Life as an Artistheatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05932257025862142478noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956750380265577887.post-17921162681735346412009-04-07T04:12:00.000-07:002009-04-07T05:24:13.436-07:00Where do you fit?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcxoH9WyxowjBlqhOf0WFC4GR4sBVZZdHqXHNCmGKZ-2mKj5i7CAbir-w8v9esm6NHrL6VBQfUUCXkWfSspoK3IIEx0DGS9nX-Q28Hm0g3ZNMoopVhYzX5LEDGOTjhqXVN0dRqHs1NvMtv/s1600-h/woman+of+algiers.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcxoH9WyxowjBlqhOf0WFC4GR4sBVZZdHqXHNCmGKZ-2mKj5i7CAbir-w8v9esm6NHrL6VBQfUUCXkWfSspoK3IIEx0DGS9nX-Q28Hm0g3ZNMoopVhYzX5LEDGOTjhqXVN0dRqHs1NvMtv/s200/woman+of+algiers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321908906485489538" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwS2rDuxVJ9RCrN2Lt9FGuTzteAnxFoS1GBz5LnzKP2tzNhl4543qjsHyaVMAnZA9Tl0mD60ccc5cMf08uMycTlfSAE_TUz-tXYd5sJXjXiq7UDGsZgPwimM8dBEynUXWXwHrWT7ptY1-9/s1600-h/neel420.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwS2rDuxVJ9RCrN2Lt9FGuTzteAnxFoS1GBz5LnzKP2tzNhl4543qjsHyaVMAnZA9Tl0mD60ccc5cMf08uMycTlfSAE_TUz-tXYd5sJXjXiq7UDGsZgPwimM8dBEynUXWXwHrWT7ptY1-9/s200/neel420.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321908908388397474" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNUcS0iIonjJMcCK-0iHUGsTXPAVJkXkmEWm0V_b7WfQ43ICWR6YIw0RbtkPu6uIGbRCswPZG8qLJITS_8x-ZwTd7AAQvfHE825c5R0uZeBDphoOFhVf1wb2japE2yN9yIFmlVUc7YSY_j/s1600-h/MeaCorpa.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNUcS0iIonjJMcCK-0iHUGsTXPAVJkXkmEWm0V_b7WfQ43ICWR6YIw0RbtkPu6uIGbRCswPZG8qLJITS_8x-ZwTd7AAQvfHE825c5R0uZeBDphoOFhVf1wb2japE2yN9yIFmlVUc7YSY_j/s200/MeaCorpa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321908901631637090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRmeU8Tv5inGLyPmivLdMLnohJkp0lHN03IUQkov4cg0I7vPGKIqlKnWeukL7_FW0lk-iOX2NDzF1DgiNVAUnTwzeH0VYjzh-GtrcNW-k2Cf_m9lNUj998U5MsXUr6rF2YqFOvTPTI7CvF/s1600-h/artwork_images_230_338653_alice-neel.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRmeU8Tv5inGLyPmivLdMLnohJkp0lHN03IUQkov4cg0I7vPGKIqlKnWeukL7_FW0lk-iOX2NDzF1DgiNVAUnTwzeH0VYjzh-GtrcNW-k2Cf_m9lNUj998U5MsXUr6rF2YqFOvTPTI7CvF/s200/artwork_images_230_338653_alice-neel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321908901847502322" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiKinpddJJDrsj5QXphbaoKaXvbbSZXtLIQxEIoCGwhD35uiMpcfLBLID7YfXoyw50boNbX9zSP4kYx3QiHuBMN7C5vBdBRXnrk2SRdHhYkK7H7_TG9SAMsFJQNtVixjlDd2Cyhq8mApHm/s1600-h/KaraWalkerVisionary.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiKinpddJJDrsj5QXphbaoKaXvbbSZXtLIQxEIoCGwhD35uiMpcfLBLID7YfXoyw50boNbX9zSP4kYx3QiHuBMN7C5vBdBRXnrk2SRdHhYkK7H7_TG9SAMsFJQNtVixjlDd2Cyhq8mApHm/s200/KaraWalkerVisionary.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321908897732957970" /></a><br />[Images from left: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Woman of Algiers</span>, Marlene Dumas; <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Unflinching Self Portrait</span>, Alice Neel;<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Mea Corpa</span>, Bailey Doogan; <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Two Girls, Spanish Harlem</span>, Alice Neel; Installation at the Met, Kara Walker] <div><br /></div><div>As a contemporary artist, it is imperative to question your place in art history. Although we may all wish to be off on our own doing something completely original, we are all affected by similar surroundings and, therefore, we may find kindred spirits with other artists. For a young artist, it is sometimes harder to do this because you compare yourself to those who have painted and lived so much longer than you. </div><div><br /></div><div>For a very long time, figure painting has gone in and out of style. Even non-comformists still conform when they do not realize it. Some artists change with the times while others, like Alice Neel, spend a lifetime studying the figure; well, not the figure, the people. The artists whose work I have chosen are all, with the exception of Alice Neel, living idols of mine. Each has mastered the figure in their own way and does more than just "paints a nude." </div><div><br /></div><div>Marlene Dumas, a Netharlands artist originally from Cape Town, is known for her large scale portraits of ghostly figures that emerge from a slew of well place brush strokes. Dumas' portraits captivate the viewer and make you question why she painted them in such a way (like unsettling, wall-sized portraits of babies.)</div><div><br /></div><div>When you go to Alice Neel's website, you will find images of paintings that rage across almost 60 years. Living in New York, Neel spent most of her life painting the people around her, whether it was the yuppie gallery owner in the Village or the man at the bodega in Spanish Harlem, she painted her surroundings and captured the essence of the people in her paintings.</div><div><br /></div><div>Another artist I look up to is Bailey Doogan. Something that I love about her work is that she says she does not paint the nude or the figure because those are art terms. In her artist statement she says that she paints "the mutable body where flesh moves, changes and has infinite variety." Doogan paints the flesh in its truest form. She embraces imperfections and takes special care to show them with her rich and realistic paintings.</div><div><br /></div><div>Finally, Kara Walker is someone who I have admired for a long time. She is one of those "love me or hate me" artists. It seems like it would be difficult not to be when you tackle hot issues like the history of racism and sexism and how it is still prevalent today. Referencing the black silhouette paper cutouts from colonial times, Walker uses this traditional portrait technique to create entrancing installations. When the viewer walks into the gallery, they are amazed at the beautiful black on white and all of the care that went into cutting these figures. Then they notice what they are looking at, disturbing images of rape and killing. Walker has gotten a lot of criticism for her work, but I would be more worried if she didn't.</div><div><br /></div><div>These are a few of the artists that I look to. They are my art heros. Everyone has them, so I urge you to find where you fit in art history. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05932257025862142478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956750380265577887.post-26203117768966823102009-03-23T08:51:00.000-07:002009-03-23T09:19:03.111-07:00You Can't Please Everyone<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQE7x0jzfPEYdGw-5TR01JArZWQ3x7MRSiyiC1czq8cIbB5TFPN1vByEIXB2O1Wllg11Ro-idRAMgcXghPAVS4I8wSlXghGx33N6HnlbtYUU6wVo1eG_DHiFnYlnSH1w2M4Ocl-3NS5YnH/s1600-h/IMGP1105.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQE7x0jzfPEYdGw-5TR01JArZWQ3x7MRSiyiC1czq8cIbB5TFPN1vByEIXB2O1Wllg11Ro-idRAMgcXghPAVS4I8wSlXghGx33N6HnlbtYUU6wVo1eG_DHiFnYlnSH1w2M4Ocl-3NS5YnH/s320/IMGP1105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316418440312080978" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1x0Zc5gtTl1hLIEBXL1aMg-5-TqQjlZWtJFdAvv3dzMypfBx4LuJPTkUzqh7FIt_OYaPGmiDCwDXhMZYbrMx6Gu87qnBvy8CiBZJBJAl2qF8GUyEFJvpuo6mapa1w_B_dZe08YqZAgpno/s1600-h/IMG_0286.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1x0Zc5gtTl1hLIEBXL1aMg-5-TqQjlZWtJFdAvv3dzMypfBx4LuJPTkUzqh7FIt_OYaPGmiDCwDXhMZYbrMx6Gu87qnBvy8CiBZJBJAl2qF8GUyEFJvpuo6mapa1w_B_dZe08YqZAgpno/s320/IMG_0286.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316418441518060770" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Last Tuesday I had the wonderful experience of my first show reception. There was a great turn out and all of the work that went into it was worth it! One of the best things was meeting new people and getting an unbiased opinion from people I did not know. I am very aware that my work, while thought-provoking, is not something people may wish to hang in their foyer. One of the best things that happened was that I was asked to take one of my paintings down. To me, that means I have accomplished one of my goals. I was able to put the painting up for the night, but then had to take it down. Even though people were not comfortable with the image of a man in a ski mask, it sparked conversations and made them think! Once I was able to explain my concept, the distaste they felt previously seemed to be replaced with questioning and insight. </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">In contrast to the paintings that made people uncomfortable, I also showed a painting of my best friend. This proved to be the favorite, hands down. I do love that painting, but the response got me thinking. My goal for my art is to make people think and confront their judgments and those they judge. At times I know that the discomfort they make feel by looking at those characters may discourage them from paying attention, I thought that a room full of them would force them to confront those feelings. In actuality, however, the people who came seemed to cling to the most pleasant painting there. I got questions about the others, but there was a lingering audience in front of the only female nude in the bunch. Even though I had a price list, I knew ahead of time that there was only one sellable painting being shown.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">The question then is, who do you please? Should an artist compromise his or her original intentions to sell art? I know that I am far from being the first to debate this unoriginal question, but as a senior in college, I realize the dilemma. There is a balance between doing the art that you love and letting it pile up in storage and doing what you are good at, and others love. How do artists get to that point where they can do what they want and have others appreciate it. Frida Kahlo is not famous for beautiful self-portraits, but people like Madonna have paid millions of dollars for her paintings. So what do you do if you are not famous and museums do not want your paintings and people do not yet know your name. It is a catch 22. If you do not sell paintings, you cannot afford to paint as much because you must have a job. However, you will not be known as the artist you want to be if you sell out. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Although I do not have a solution to this problem, I can only hope that in my own art I will have the will power to be the artist </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">I</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> want to be.</span></span></div>heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05932257025862142478noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956750380265577887.post-47194735288249623412009-03-16T07:16:00.000-07:002009-03-16T07:51:16.219-07:00You Don't Know their Story<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguAfnVBpek4A_IOYhZpS4tM792TVfjlzg9f85PGCo8ArfdDg2Vqoa6haNmEoqg4YtGL8XvQsHkpCRSYNRuszZm7aC9BTE3g9oQVmpjlHMnGqxj5-X02gA6RF37nrIQbVwH7JEy7fXVlugp/s1600-h/IMG_1429.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguAfnVBpek4A_IOYhZpS4tM792TVfjlzg9f85PGCo8ArfdDg2Vqoa6haNmEoqg4YtGL8XvQsHkpCRSYNRuszZm7aC9BTE3g9oQVmpjlHMnGqxj5-X02gA6RF37nrIQbVwH7JEy7fXVlugp/s320/IMG_1429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313792596410755778" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">I was asked to hang some paintings at a local wine bar. The idea of showing my work somewhere other than school or my parents house was was exciting and nerve-racking at the same time. Although it is just 5 paintings, it is a bigger deal to me than I thought. I first planned on bringing in some paintings from my Abstract Painting class. Mostly non-representational, larger, more marketable and pleasant paintings. To my surprise, however, they wanted me to hang my more current pieces. As it turns out, I am not the only person who likes controversy (who would have thunk it?). The Wine Vault has a main room with all of the wine, a larger room to relax, and a smaller room where my paintings are. But the reason they're in the smaller room is because that is where they do all of their wine tastings. People can drink wine and talk about my "thought provoking work."</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">The real problem here was hanging the paintings. Since they usually only show smaller works on canvas or photographs, they hang the pieces by a hook attached to ribbon. This, of course, did not hold my 6-foot-tall paintings. The ribbon was holding, but not the hooks so I got some plastic hooks that I nailed in and hung that from the ribbon. The next day I got a call saying my largest painting had fallen. I reinforced it with two more hooks and it seemed fine. Then, the next day I found out that all of my paintings had fallen. Finally, I went to my dad. Picture Hanging Wire! Why didn't I think of that? Now I just had to take them all down and put them back up again. I never realized what went into hanging art work. I always assumed that my paintings would be easy since the stretchers are thick enough to just hang on two nails and that would be that. You never know though, and you should always be prepared for where you will show your work. Know your location and your materials (i.e. size and weight of your work).</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Kudos to the real professional artists who know what they are doing. I guess we all need a good learning experience. It would be no fun for anyone if you always got it right on your first try.</span></span></div>heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05932257025862142478noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956750380265577887.post-68062869097217987072009-03-08T21:38:00.000-07:002009-03-09T06:00:28.152-07:00My paintings aren't finished, they are hung<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnJ_cENS7h70rBK4HV3beQRki1soJEyBymR9nE0UFm2t-wdvaSMbMLLjgr0LOwDeu8_rQJEsM3KG1wRxRXWnclbNdJ8PyDR1gXWf0cylrNCy96IcAfTHeWF2nlbSe7DWalmFAzRZmDHpoa/s1600-h/van_gogh_3(1).jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnJ_cENS7h70rBK4HV3beQRki1soJEyBymR9nE0UFm2t-wdvaSMbMLLjgr0LOwDeu8_rQJEsM3KG1wRxRXWnclbNdJ8PyDR1gXWf0cylrNCy96IcAfTHeWF2nlbSe7DWalmFAzRZmDHpoa/s320/van_gogh_3(1).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311044119070900274" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" >We are all, no doubt, aware of Vincent van Gogh's infamous signature. However, in viewing a recent show of his work, my father brought to my attention that some paintings were not completed with his signature, "Vincent." This observation then led to a question I have asked many times: when is a piece of art finished? In regard to my own work, I say that my paintings are not finished, they are hung. My father does not consider a photo or drawing finished until he has signed it. So, could we then assume the same for van Gogh? Imagine how art history could be reinterpreted if we stop assuming that all of these works were finished. Just because we would feel more comfortable knowing that the paintings we have studied are finished does not mean that the artist felt that way. <br /><br />I find myself always revisiting work. As an artist, you must grow to some degree or cease to call yourself an artist. This is because the word "artist" is synonymous with "student." As I "finish" one painting, I have already started on another. Especially in working with the figure, each painting is likely more successful than the last and I constantly wish to change the one before. However, the reason I say my work is hung, and not finished, is because I have to just move on. It is completely possible to paint one painting for an entire year and not even begin another. So many times artists paint numerous paintings on one canvas in hopes to "complete" the original. What I now realize is that although my paintings may not be finished because they are not perfect, it is imperative to move onto the next in order to progress.<br /><br />All this makes me wonder is if the great painters of the past may have struggled with the same things. Maybe then, I have an explanation as to why Vincent did not sign all of his paintings. And maybe we can humanize those great painters that have become immortal in history.<br /></span>heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05932257025862142478noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956750380265577887.post-73554002083013702322009-03-01T17:20:00.000-08:002009-03-01T17:53:11.393-08:00Teacher! Teacher! He's Cheating!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAJPohm_sLS3zQoZzB0epy7Wwtzt9kh5WBwz75HT2J4TFMTQGm4WvFmSB-qgK_Lf1JsH6nIJf2e3tlPAqL7UnWeCfDwdcD1joAGK8XuY2pqzX_PZ8UgK8Diw3iiDjH5lUs47cOVO_5z0a/s1600-h/obama-hope.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAJPohm_sLS3zQoZzB0epy7Wwtzt9kh5WBwz75HT2J4TFMTQGm4WvFmSB-qgK_Lf1JsH6nIJf2e3tlPAqL7UnWeCfDwdcD1joAGK8XuY2pqzX_PZ8UgK8Diw3iiDjH5lUs47cOVO_5z0a/s320/obama-hope.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308400534312324338" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">If you copy an answer off of a test or from a paper you found online, you will get in trouble. You cheated and you undoubtedly know that. Yet somehow, art makes a simple, cut-and-dry situation complicated...again. What is "copying" in art? What is the artistic equivalence to citing your sources? And when can you say that you have made something your own?</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">I am sure that everyone has heard about Shepard Fairey and the legal issues that have resulted from his "HOPE" painting of President Obama. If not, the Associated Press is suing Fairey for using a photograph taken by Mannie Garcia, an AP freelance photographer. Now, the problem we must address is, at what point are we copying art? One could argue that clothing is art. And by these standards, a fashion photographer is plagiarising the clothing designer by "copying" the design.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">I do appreciate the argument that the painting is a direct representation of the photograph, but it is not a photograph of a photo. The painting in and of itself is original because it was created by the artists hand. Not to mention, the graphic technique and other changes make the new work a unique piece of art on its own. At the very least, Fairey is not the first. Apparently many have forgotten about Andy Warhol. We do not assert plagiarism on Warhol's work. Apparently, we believe that Andy Warhol changed enough of the image to "make it his own," but Shepard Fairey did not.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Fairey used an objective, practical photo and created his own image. This image became the icon for the Obama campaign. I do believe the artist should give credit where credit is due, but... HE DID! The AP did not even know that he used one of their images until 7 months later when he said so! At most, the AP lost the licensing fees they would have charged for the actual photo, which Fairey offered to pay. As an artist who sometimes works from photos for reference, I sympathize with Fairey. I think that his intent was for his HOPE painting to help Obama's campaign. He just so happened to be one of those really lucky artists who got his big break. </span></span></div>heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05932257025862142478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956750380265577887.post-42945859112769525512009-02-08T21:33:00.000-08:002009-02-15T18:35:40.633-08:00Craft...a four letter word<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJgKyH0Oa_pq6xxeBsG2yVFOFvb8F5lnLhehw6VxlK1fz_06vgYYzI06Ee7av9uWV9yBCoj6tY-IchfdceM6rw65SLbDOI_xBMZYixwqPOUaXc_CR1YxUMH7saurNsoJTa5WjA6-mAtDDJ/s1600-h/IMG_0357.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 360px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJgKyH0Oa_pq6xxeBsG2yVFOFvb8F5lnLhehw6VxlK1fz_06vgYYzI06Ee7av9uWV9yBCoj6tY-IchfdceM6rw65SLbDOI_xBMZYixwqPOUaXc_CR1YxUMH7saurNsoJTa5WjA6-mAtDDJ/s400/IMG_0357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300672321773349042" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgaXri5_rmrhAj2HmD0Jsm92FeLtF1YxBPZr3TCr-sr7wuDjMDEJnOcQqQ6v5i7YTcymaf45W5FDwVNp5cc13eTS-n_dgmXIzz0qD9HsJYHlhas311itxfFyYNsLgKW750jcGa7z22BBkg/s1600-h/eight+women.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 360px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgaXri5_rmrhAj2HmD0Jsm92FeLtF1YxBPZr3TCr-sr7wuDjMDEJnOcQqQ6v5i7YTcymaf45W5FDwVNp5cc13eTS-n_dgmXIzz0qD9HsJYHlhas311itxfFyYNsLgKW750jcGa7z22BBkg/s400/eight+women.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300670725618399426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />If there is one thing I know, it is bad to be crafty in the art department. Well, let me start by saying..."I'M CRAFTY!" After countless classes learning about technique while simultaneously developing coherent concepts, it's nice to sit down and crochet a scarf or or play with doilies and construction paper to make cute little Valentine's Day cards.<br /><br />Now, craft can be just for fun, but why is it so often looked down upon in the fine arts? Fibers has been a huge influence in my concepts, my paintings, and how I see and use my materials. Everyone thinks of fibers and thinks of basket weaving. They also believe that that could not be fine art. But what makes something fine art? Why is it that in our contemporary art scene fine art can be made of traditionally unrelated materials, but not from "crafty" materials. The image above on the left is "Eight Women in White" by Ghada Amer and it is acrylic, embroidery, and gel medium on canvas. The piece on the right is one of mine. I used craft materials such as embroidery hoops and needlepoint canvas to create a corset with horribly unrealistic measurements (34"-10"-34"). From farther away it is beautiful, but the paintings on the silk are actually overlapping pornographic images, similar to Amer's embroidery.<br /><br />I guess my question is "why are craft based media looked down upon in regards to fine art?" If an artist can use old car parts and spray paint to create a piece of fine art, why not pipe cleaners? I think that it is all in how the materials are used and the concept behind them.heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05932257025862142478noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956750380265577887.post-75196928634221124702009-01-26T07:39:00.000-08:002009-01-26T07:52:25.071-08:00Balance<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">balance...Something they don't really teach you about. Aside from your 2-D Design class where you learn about balance in your drawing or painting, they don't teach you about balance in your life. How do you balance your readings and analysis in Art History, creativity in Painting, and a presentation in Marketing? Well, maybe most art students don't have to deal with that last one, but I'm sure they have something similar, whether it is Global Connections or Earth Science. How do you balance all of that...and then your job...and you boyfriend...and your friends...and every other responsibility you may have? <br /><br />The hardest thing is switching gears. When you have 3 tests to study for, you can plan your time and set study times for each subject. But how do you plan creativity? How do you say, "hey, I'm going to paint at 6 pm and it is going to be wonderful." Maybe it's just me, but sometimes you just don't have it in you. And sometimes, you have that mind-blowing idea that you just have to get out. My solution? Art comes first. Keep a sketchbook and a camera with you at all times. You never know when you will be inspired. You can always make time to study, just make sure you fit it in and don't put it off until the last minute. Sometimes you have to put your art on hold, but if you keep that sketchbook with drawings and notes, you will be able to conjure up that inspiration when you are in your studio. <br /><br />For those who are not in school, the same applies to you. Unfortunately, we can't all make a living as an artist. Life gets in the way. Stay on track and draw, write, or record any ideas you have whenever they come to you. Trust me, you don't want to forget your best idea for a painting because you were at work and too busy to write it down. Remember, it's hard being an artist...but it's harder not to be one :-)<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span>heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05932257025862142478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956750380265577887.post-38897498691047755192009-01-18T19:07:00.000-08:002009-01-18T19:32:42.058-08:00Art and Originality<span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" >I remember my sophomore year in college when one of my teachers said, "each generation thinks they are the first." At the time, this comment was made in response to a conversation about how young kids are experimenting with sex and drugs. Although that topic has nothing to do with this post, the idea that we seem to believe we are original simply because something is new to us, <span style="font-style: italic;">is</span> relevant. One of the struggles of art is that it is not about getting the right answer. A + B does <span style="font-style: italic;">not</span> = C. In fact, in art there are no set variables. We get no equation and there are no rules, limitations, or instructions. Instead, we are given a toothpick, a piece of string, and some duct tape and told to build a house. I think that many artists strive to be an original and to make their mark on the art world. More often than not, however, we find ourselves "doing something new," only to find out that over a dozen known artists have done the same thing. <br /><br />I am not saying that there is no originality anymore because that would be impossible for me to prove and definitely something I do not believe. But our definition of originality may have to change. On one hand we can argue that originality is in the eye of the beholder; if it is new to you, it is original. No one other than yourself can know whether you are referencing other artists or if you have been naive and have come to these conclusions, or questions, on your own. On the other hand, we can acknowledge that of all the work an artist will make, only a small percentage of it will be shown to others (not including close friends and family). Editing becomes key here and after self doubt and harsh self-critiques, only the best (and original) work gets chosen. Because of this selection process, I think that more original work is likely to be shown. <br /><br />Now, there are undeniably countless theories on originality and I have only mentioned two. Personally, I agree with the first option. All artists MUST be well-versed in both art history and contemporary art. Find artists that share your interest either in painting style, subject, or concept. Learn from them, but do not copy or abandon your work because you find it is not completely original. It is your own and your ideas and even your imperfections are what make it yours. Do not be discouraged if you think that other artists do it better. Do not forget what you bring to the table; something fresh and completely yours.<br /><br />The reason I am writing about this subject is because it is an issue I have difficulty dealing with. It is easier said than done, but hopefully I too can get past my own insecurities.</span>heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05932257025862142478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956750380265577887.post-49696144498048439952009-01-09T13:24:00.000-08:002009-01-11T19:40:25.706-08:00Back in the Swing of Things<span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" >After a crazy month of last minute creativity cramming and a nice 3 week vacation to follow, it is finally time to go back to class. I have always found myself to be that annoying dorky kid who actually gets really excited about a new semester with new classes and new teachers. With 1 more year to go, however, I seem to have misplaced my enthusiasm.<br /><br />Tomorrow is my first day back and I am already stressed thinking about all that I have to do. After a misguided semester of indecisive concepts, I am struggling with my direction for the semester to come. As of right now, I think that I will continue to address our judgments. It amazes me how we manage to harshly judge and ignore certain people at the same time. I think that right now I am having a hard time because it seems that I can't think of many female characters. One that I am planning on painting is a stripper. <br /><br />All I can say is that I definitely have my work cut out for me. I have tons of research to do and a whole bunch of painting to work on while balancing everything else. If only there were more hours in a day or days in a week. But I guess I will have to take what I can get. I can't complain, though, because as much as it stresses me out, all of the work and all of the pressure is extremely motivating. <br /><br />If you have any comments, feel free to post or email me at heatherg@jerrysartarama.com :-)</span>heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05932257025862142478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956750380265577887.post-16813591602060367432008-12-08T06:00:00.000-08:002008-12-08T06:09:01.997-08:00Father-Daughter Outing (September 20)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7qYkAiIKzhccaqqsF0x31jhEVNz5OpCBePj1jlp-MLO2Pc_nIWhP0wV27rMCoEWgtU4M2h1rkB-5TNBJDfVgSupGjb6SU0iZ0q62RtM7HBSy5iy0PvDD4-mnwTCXV6ELDIxKOY0qo2Ln5/s1600-h/julie+mehretu.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 132px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7qYkAiIKzhccaqqsF0x31jhEVNz5OpCBePj1jlp-MLO2Pc_nIWhP0wV27rMCoEWgtU4M2h1rkB-5TNBJDfVgSupGjb6SU0iZ0q62RtM7HBSy5iy0PvDD4-mnwTCXV6ELDIxKOY0qo2Ln5/s400/julie+mehretu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277420326805182386" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br />Julie Mehretu, Charioteer, 2007, ink and<br />acrylic on linen, 60 x 84 in., Collection of<br />Nicolas Rohatyn and Jeanne Greenberg<br />Rohatyn, N.Y., © 2007 Julie Mehretu,<br />Courtesy The Project, PHOTO: Steven Gerlich.<br /> Photo taken from: http://ncartmuseum.org/exhibitions/current.shtml<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;">Last weekend, I made my monthly trip from Charlotte to visit my parents in Raleigh. I find that every time I go back there I am increasingly impressed by the great strides being made in the art community. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;">When I was younger, we lived in Queens, NY, and our weekend trips to the city introduced me to the Met, the MoMA, the Whitney, the Guggenheim, and countless galleries. In 1995, I can’t say that Raleigh had much to offer in comparison. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;">The North Carolina Museum of Art is currently showing Julie Mehretu’s exhibit, City Sitings, until November 30. According to the NCMA website, “Mehretu draws on a dynamic array of popular imagery accessible to diverse audiences—maps, urban grids, graffiti, calligraphy—and configures these into an unanticipated, irresistible personal visual vocabulary.” (Art, 2008) </span><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;">Her monumental-sized works reference Miro’s combination of blocks of color and intricate line, as well as Pollock’s expressive mark-making and Matisse’s cut-outs. As a whole, they seem to be so free, gestural, and intuitive, but when you get up close, you find the surprise of tight, intricate pen work and the crisp, sharp edges of color.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;">What I loved most about this exhibit was the time I had to spend with my father. One of my professors once said that you could always tell the difference between the artist and the art appreciator in a gallery or museum. Those who appreciate art stand back and admire the work, while the artists get as close as they can to see how the artist made the piece. Well, my father and I were definitely the latter. We jumped back and forth debating the technique. Did she paint it? Did she cut it out? Was it all done by hand? Was it all done by her? How are there no snags from the technical pen she used? Where are the mistakes? Where’s the hand of the artist? There is nothing better than two passionate people discussing what they love.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;">Most people are passionate about at least one thing in their life. And my passion is art, not only the art itself, but the community as well. Whether you are a professional artist, a student, an artist-wannabe, or just an art enthusiast, we are all part of this art community. Let me know what kind of exhibits you’ve been to and the discussions you’ve had. I would love to post your stories or questions and connect our art community a little more.</span>heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05932257025862142478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956750380265577887.post-19640913298095492762008-11-30T21:16:00.000-08:002008-11-30T21:36:25.433-08:00Getting aHead<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFDtmnrVw-jJYTlcKwGiuO9ONx-2D6jnlGXjwP1euv8BzUfsJFXkj1ftSoW4VCQp2mhZ_ItmxTnJ4WRbn4mWcYshCjZ6IoRAIdiGUNY9NnS63R8F0uhxxVfWNjLbSVg4w1RQvjZVRZQntm/s1600-h/IMG_0261.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFDtmnrVw-jJYTlcKwGiuO9ONx-2D6jnlGXjwP1euv8BzUfsJFXkj1ftSoW4VCQp2mhZ_ItmxTnJ4WRbn4mWcYshCjZ6IoRAIdiGUNY9NnS63R8F0uhxxVfWNjLbSVg4w1RQvjZVRZQntm/s320/IMG_0261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274686903576825490" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2v9ruqsE3iPMX0tJxv90wU9grWUmJhc2AbQ-hdPgan0qxmTN9zdv5Pn5sXxT_AFQyny4Vnra4WsuadrwVXqVLeUcvpydnQN612nRPCbLoue5e0o1pAX-7s1SiupC_0Xexthxkls7BWaLr/s1600-h/IMG_0262.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2v9ruqsE3iPMX0tJxv90wU9grWUmJhc2AbQ-hdPgan0qxmTN9zdv5Pn5sXxT_AFQyny4Vnra4WsuadrwVXqVLeUcvpydnQN612nRPCbLoue5e0o1pAX-7s1SiupC_0Xexthxkls7BWaLr/s320/IMG_0262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274686896190277842" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >I know that I am a painter at heart, but sometimes the stress of school just becomes overwhelming. The reasons why I majored in painting begin to blur as the stress of upper level classes and the the end of the semester increases. One of the best things I have found in the BFA program is that I can escape from my concentration without escaping art and creativity. </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Aside from painting, Fibers is my next favorite class and medium. There are so many crafty things that can be done with fibers, but there are also endless opportunities in the fine arts realm. I have been working on dolls dealing with body image issues in my surface design class. These dolls led me to the giant heads I am working on in painting. I was getting so frustrated with my paintings and then this came to me. Canvas is just another fabric. We just so happen to paint on it. In the traditional sense, the painter would stretch their canvas over wood, prime it, and paint. Instead of stretching my canvas, I sewed and stuffed it. Remnant of strange, giant, creepy heads in my last painting, I am tearing them off the page and bringing them to life.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Another lesson I have learned from fibers is the value of intimacy with a work of art. This thought led me to the different evaluations we have of a work from far away compared to up-close. I want to create things that may seem welcoming and pleasant (like a pillow) until you take a second glance and realize that first impressions are not always correct. That pillow is staring at you with unsettling eyes. Something you once found comforting is turning on you. How much can we really rely on those first impressions? I am still working out the kinks in my execution of these paintings, but I hope that in the end they will have the impact I plan for.</span>heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05932257025862142478noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1956750380265577887.post-72391607455912635272008-11-23T20:43:00.000-08:002008-11-24T15:59:40.258-08:00Procrastination<span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >I think most art students will tell you that procrastination is a part of life. With three studios, regular academic classes, work, and a boyfriend, there is not much time. Somehow we I always seem to get behind in my studio work by the end of the semester and I have no time to catch up. Although I am surprisingly ok in my Fibers and Print Making classes, I am way more behind in my painting class. Funny, since that is my concentration. Right now I have two paintings that are almost finished, one painting I just started, a shadow box in the beginning phase, and a final project I have barely begun. </span><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >So all of this work is due and I only have about three weeks. Lucky for me, I have been in this spot before. The key to catching up on your procrastination is to GET ORGANIZED! I like to take out a calendar so I can see everything laid out. First I list all of my major assignments and mark their due dates. Next I break each assignment into sections. If it is an academic class, I would break it down by chapters to study. And if it is a studio, I would break it down by parts of my assignments that I could get finished in one setting. Finally, I fill in the blanks. Assign days and times to each of your assignments in your calendar and do not forget to take into consideration your current schedule. </span><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" >Most importantly, make sure that the next time you have an assignment, you go through the organization phase FIRST! That way, you do not need to worry about jamming half a semesters worth of work into three weeks. So let me know if you have any tips about procrastination. I would LOVE to hear some new ideas!</span>heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05932257025862142478noreply@blogger.com1