Sunday, June 18, 2017

View From the New Wing, Columbus Museum of Art

The year-old Schottenstein Gallery is a spectacular space for art. "Bodies @ Work: The Art of Ruben and Isabel Toledo" was the perfect installation for this roomy, light-filled space. It was an artistic collaboration and conversation, an interplay between Isabel's fashions and Ruben's large-scale paintings. Mannequins upholstered in black fabric wearing black dresses stood in the floor to ceiling window. They were silhouettes not only from this backlit viewpoint, but, because every detail was black, silhouettes as well from the outside. Up close, with the light flooding over them, viewers could appreciate the fine details of each garment, but shape was the most important element. If only I could share a dozen images. There was so much more...I will think about this exhibit for a long time.

Sunday, June 11, 2017

It's Okay To Be Messy

We all try so hard to be neat. Best selling books encourage us to tidy up, to organize our closets and drawers, to pare down our possessions. But there are times when this is not possible or may even be counterproductive. This is a work table in Pat Pauly's class at QSDS. When you are in a a frenzy of cutting and sewing, striving to create an excellently composed art quilt, the last thing most of us want to do is stop and tidy up. Chaotically tossed fabrics can lead to discovering that two disparate prints really do work well together. An orange may land next to a violet and the pairing may sing. Tidiness is great but a bit of a mess can encourage creativity.

Sunday, June 4, 2017

Flamingo Garden

The folks who live here have heartily embraced the flamingo. They even put up a sign that helpfully informs passers by of the names of all seventeen of them. It reminds us that a group of flamingos is called a "stand" or a "flurry." The "stand" part is pretty obvious, especially if your only contact with flamingos is seeing those of the lawn variety. Anyone who has seen a nature film showing how the world becomes nothing but a multitude of pink feathers when a population of flamingos all take to the air at once, will certainly understand why a group would be called a "flurry." Now that I've discovered them, I will make a point of visiting these flamingos more often.

Sunday, May 28, 2017

Cicada On An Oak Leaf

The cicadas that were expected in four years have arrived early. Well, actually, they have been here in the ground. Now they cling to leaves, walk along the sidewalks and fly slowly with much more effort than the fattest bumblebee. They somehow make it up into the trees to sing in a high-pitched tone. Each brood of cicadas has its own creepy beauty. These have orange legs and opaque eyes and such lovely wings, like  little leaded glass windows touched with orange at the shoulders. A friend recently discovered some wings that she had saved from the last cicada visitation. Perhaps I will get over my revulsion and collect a few this year.

Sunday, May 21, 2017

Red Roses On a Picket Fence

I'm still in the midst of Rose-Enjoying Time. If you add a picket fence, it's my idea of garden perfection, even when the roses look like they are trying to escape. Soft against  hard,  straight lines contrasting with curves, all that upward movement rewarded by the explosion of leaves and blossoms reaching outwards in every direction. What's not to like?

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Bottles of Paint

There‚Äôs no telling what I'll find at my favorite shop. One day, after a meeting for mixed media afficionados, I came across this delightfully colorful composition back in the stock room. What an arresting interplay of circles, angles and straight lines! It's a good example of the power of repetition. A new shipment of Artistic Artifacts' fabric paints were waiting to be shelved. I've used this paint and especially like the twist-and-squeeze tops with no cap to lose. You can see them here 
Then you'd be ready to create your own colorful composition, either with the bottles or by using the paint inside them.

Sunday, May 7, 2017

Red Roses and White Bricks

Suddenly all the roses are in bloom. I cannot resist stopping to smell every shrub and have been known to trespass---just a little---to get a better look at an especially alluring rose. This scene did not require such measures. Here at the front entrance, red, black and white, that reliably successful color scheme, imparts drama and crispness. The texture of the painted bricks and the graceful lines of the blossom-laden stems add a cozy welcoming feeling. Don't you wish this was your front door?  I sure do.