Sunday, June 23, 2019

Graffiti Along Little Duck Creek

A lot of creeks, especially within a city, are not that attractive. This one has concrete embankments that channel the water under a busy road. Graffiti artists love a blank canvas, so now what was a bleak stretch of concrete is alive with color and pattern. As you walk or drive along the road above, the colors peek out from under the greenery, surprise art in a place that really needs it.

Sunday, June 16, 2019

Gnome In the Back Garden

When the black eyed susans are blooming, he is hard to see, but the gnome is always always there, guarding his domain. Although he has a friendly expression, I am never sure about him. How does he feel when someone cuts the flowers and takes them inside to put in a vase? Is he bored in the winter when the flowers have died back? Do the birds harass him or call him names? The gnome in the garden is not telling.

Sunday, June 9, 2019

ART Sculpture With Clouds

What could be more appropriate as a landmark for an art school than a sculpture of the word ART? I spend two weeks every summer at the  Columbus College of Art & Design, working at the Quilt Surface Design Symposium. The big red ART looks different from day to day and hour to hour. When we step outside and discover a dramatic sky, you can find several people stopping to photograph or sketch this endlessly inspiring ARTwork.

Tuesday, June 4, 2019

Fabulous Fabric Room

The words surface design are obviously an important part of the Quilt & Surface Design Symposium. Last week, the participants in Pat Pauly's five day class had created quite a scene in a room being used for art fabric that had been painted, stenciled and  screened. While the fabric waited to cure and be washed, the room was a fantasy of color and pattern, an accidental art installation. Even in this not-quite-finished state, it brought joy to everyone who stopped by.

Sunday, May 26, 2019

Yellow Gloves, Yellow Dye

No, this was not staged. Yellow is a common color for rubber gloves and I just happened to walk into the tent when a students were working with yellow dye. I love the line of yellow hands. This moment happened at the Quilt & Surface Design Symposium a few years ago.  We no longer need a tent for "messy classes." The symposium starts tomorrow and I can't wait to discover what colorful and surprising scenarios everyone will stir up.

Sunday, May 19, 2019

May Roses

With so many flowers to choose from, I used to think that roses were a cop-out. Particularly the stiff-stemmed pointy-petaled almost scentless hybrid tea roses. Over the years, I met the rest of the rose family: untidy antique varieties that scramble up walls, David Austin-style roses shaped like teacups packed with petals, wafting heavenly perfume, and hardy neighborhood roses in neglected yards on broken fences, still determined to bloom. Five-petal roses like these pink ones often fall into the family known as dog roses. They are considered invasive in some parts of the world. This type of rose is what you see in heraldry. It represented both families involved in the Wars of the Roses; red for Lancaster and white for York. I'll take the pink ones and enjoy them while they are blooming.

Sunday, May 12, 2019

Mauve Pansies

After the daisy, the rose and the daffodil, what other flowers are children most likely to be able to identify? I'd say the pansy is a likely candidate, with their distinctive petals forming little faces. They grow in a vast range of colors, some dramatically splotchy and contrasty, others quiet and subtle, like this ravishing patch, in shades that would grace a Victorian lady's gown. How can sibling blooms sprung from the same seed show off so many different colors and markings? "Pansy" derives from the french "pensee." As Ophelia said "And there is Pansies—that's for thoughts."