Photos by Stella
Sunday, May 18, 2008
My Wing Sailing
Photos by Stella
Thursday, May 15, 2008
400 Plates
My name was finally called and I bought one I'd had my eye on, by Jason Jones (middle photo). A pink airplane and rainbow...nice! My sister Em also sold all of hers by the time I got in there. My dad had one piece that people could bid on. Waiting in line to pay, this nice couple showed me that they were buying two of mine. It was all very exciting. Thanks to all of the really nice people!
I gessoed my panels today. I like the prep work. It's sort of like I put work into the panel, building a caring, tactile relationship with the surface. That sounds a little strange but if I just painted on whatever I might not approach painting on it with that little bit if reverence.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
It's time to paint
The sign on my studio door warns, "Beware of Flying Brushes." Earl Grenville Killeen
I'm holding tightly to my brushes, don't worry. Since Cannon Beach, I'm been a little whirlwind, spinning from one thing to the next until I was too tired to even think about painting...until today. I've spent my time this last week catching up with business and scheduling, gardening and I redecorated my kitten's bedrooms. All of that was great but I can tell when it's time to get back to work and...it's time. Today I worked on paintings that were already in progress. I painted a really cool swan. Ya. I have a list of new paintings that I get to start and it's a big list so now that I'm warmed up, I'm going to gesso tomorrow and get to it. The smell of fresh gesso makes my mouth water and my hands sweaty...delicious. How is a girl to sleep with this much excitment?
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Art Theft
I hope I'm so famous one day that people will risk jail time in order to own my artwork. This is the third time this year! Oh James, how would it feel to be you? The story here.
300 Plates
The plates are recycled printer's plate, 11" X 10". I really like participating in this event because the money goes to the Art Access and I like painting on the metal. My paintings were all titled, Little Girls in Crimson Dresses.
Stendhal Sydrome
Kate just sent me this. Psychosomatic? I don't think so! I totally have this. I'm going to call my mom right now and try to get some sympathy for my newly discovered condition.
Stendhal syndrome
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For the film, see The Stendhal Syndrome.
The Stendhal syndrome was named after Marie-Henri Beyle (January 23, 1783 – March 23, 1842), better known by his penname Stendhal
Stendhal syndrome or Stendhal's syndrome is a psychosomatic illness that causes rapid heartbeat, dizziness, confusion and even hallucinations when an individual is exposed to art, usually when the art is particularly 'beautiful' or a large amount of art is in a single place. The term can also be used to describe a similar reaction to a surfeit of choice in other circumstances, e.g. when confronted with immense beauty in the natural world.
It is named after the famous 19th century French author Stendhal (pseudonym of Henri-Marie Beyle), who described his experience with the phenomenon during his 1817 visit to Florence, Italy in his book Naples and Florence: A Journey from Milan to Reggio.
Although there are many descriptions of people becoming dizzy and fainting while taking in Florentine art, especially at the Uffizi, dating from the early 19th century on, the syndrome was only named in 1979, when it was described by Italian psychiatrist Graziella Magherini, who observed and described more than 100 similar cases among tourists and visitors in Florence. The syndrome was first diagnosed in 1982.
The term is often used when describing the reactions of audiences to music of the Romantic period.
Monday, May 12, 2008
Crop Report
I love those peanut babies. If this works I'm going to take a peanut to every person who questioned my endeavor. If I get a good crop (that's funny) maybe I'll whip up some peanut butter and make sandwiches and pass them out to the neighbors. Next year I might even want to dig up the rest of the yard to plant more. If I crash and burn...oh well!
Now what is in the picture below? My little tiny peas are growing. I'm about to cry just thinking about it. This is so exciting.




