Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Cubist Greens

Here is another of my many cubist portrait series that I have been experimenting with, once again collaging cut out features from magazines  as starting points.  Using acrylic paint and ink   I  used the same color schemes and line treatments.     





Monday, October 13, 2014

Cubist Cosmo Girls

I am, if it's not already obvious, a huge fan of Picasso.  And one of his gifts, among many, was his hard hitting role in the creation of Cubism as well as the use of collage, both for which I am heavily indebted.
This is the one of many cubist series of portraits that I have created beginning with the eyes, noses, and mouths that I cut from magazine photos.  Each series is a slight variation of another.  But they all begin from the same point of view and end in collage.  








     

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Many years ago, I spent a lot of time in tents. They were large structures made out of canvas. They would get hot, stuffy, and smelly in the summer and be freezing and wet in the winters. Frequently we would raise the canvas walls to ventilate and bring in some light by rolling up the side panels. It was an unremarkable exercise but I always thought the patterns and shapes and light and shadows made them quite beautiful to behold.  I also enjoy the tactile the flat color panels contrasted against  the organic geometry of the drapery.   These pieces were based on small doodles from my sketch book.





Friday, February 7, 2014

Photo Merges

I discovered the merge photoshop application that just blew me away.  I have always been a fan of taking and combining sequential images and until now have relied on either cutting and pasting the old fashioned way with glue and scissors or more recently using  some rudimentary digital techniques.  But this trick allows me to seamlessly stitch two or three images together as one continuous image.   Here are some of my first experiments.  Buckingham Fountain in Chicago was taken last summer.  The rest were taken recently in the midst of a cold Chicago winter  in front of and behind my home.  




Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Etching Collages

Over thirty years ago I was a printmaking assistant.  Aside from generally assisting and printing for other artists I also managed to print my own work, etchings.   Years later as my interest in collage grew I decided to use many of these etchings to create new collages.  For the most part I let the shapes, patterns, and textures of the existing etching remnant define the image with only minimal use of pen and ink or paint.   A decade or so later I revisited these pieces again but this time with a bit more intervention to help define the pieces even more.  For some reason I was partial to rectangles.   





Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Drapes

Many years ago, I spent a lot of time in tents. They were large structures made out of canvas. They would get hot, stuffy, and smelly in the summer and be freezing and wet in the winters. Frequently we would raise the canvas walls to ventilate and bring in some light by rolling up the side panels. It was an unremarkable exercise but I always thought the patterns and shapes and light and shadows made them quite beautiful to behold. These paintings were based on some ball point pen sketches I made of the drapes at the time.





Friday, December 6, 2013

Long ago, in another life, I had the opportunity to spend a lot of time sleeping outside. Sometimes I slept under the stars. Other times I got to sleep in a tent. Sometimes a big tent and at other times a small pup tent. Occasionally I would make sketches on scraps of paper that I would keep in my pockets. 
What was it about the tents that so attracted me? The infinite patterns created as the canvas folded in on itself? The play in the contrast of light and shadows? 
It wasn’t until much, much later that I began to think about what the tent represents: 
Shelter. Escape. Warmth. Refuge. Safety. Privacy. Intimacy. Transiency. Portability. Mobility. 
Here are some of those tents reinterpreted thirty something years later using a bit of acrylic paint and pen and ink. .






Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Then and Now

I was on the phone with a very close friend the other day and I had mentioned a book that had just come out by Doug Deuchler called ‘Local Legends of Oak Park’.   It was a compendium of noteworthy of individuals who once lived or currently live in Oak Park, Illinois, like Frank Lloyd Wright, Ernest Hemingway, Percy Julian, and Alex Kotlowitz.  Somehow I also made the list. The book featured a photo of me standing in front of a mural that I had been working on at that time.   My friend noted that my posture was almost exactly the same as the posture I had assumed in a photo he remembered of me taken me in the army many, many years before.    As I had said, we were speaking on the phone and in the midst conversation I went upstairs to my computer and found the two photos.   Sure enough, they were quite similar.  Using my very limited skills in Photoshop I cut and pasted the images together which created some very interesting results. 
     But what was most unbelievable thing was the speed with which it all came about.   From the moment my friend first mentioned the similarity of the photos,  putting  the idea in my head, to me going up to the computer, manipulating the photos, and then sending them off from here in Chicago to San Francisco, it took less than 10 minutes.   Incredible!  I am such a state of awe.   I can’t imagine how long this process would have taken, if at all, in the old pre-digital days of yore.    It just goes to show that

Seeing in not believing. 





 

Saturday, October 5, 2013

Minis

Here is a collection of mini 'pen and inks' ranging in size from 2" x 3" to maybe 4" x 6". Most of them date from the mid-1980's although a few of them are a bit more recent. They were made on small scraps of paper when I was doing a lot of experimenting with 'pen and ink'. Many of them are exercises in spontaneity, and stream of consciousness, to see if I could do it. Anyway, I recently rediscovered them and am enjoying getting reaquainted with them again.