Posts from the ‘United States’ Category
I discovered an El Anatsui at the high line. For those who don’t know New York, the high line is an old freight railway track dating from the time when this part of the city was a manufacturing centre. It runs above the meat packing district and Chelsea and it has been repurposed as green space. There is a boardwalk, seating and plantings, the occasional sculpture, and a few food stalls. It is a great addition to the Manhattan west side.
This work, Broken Bridge, is made from recycled tin and mirror. The tin has been perforated and beaten, and is mostly heavily rusted.
And here is a view of the high line.
There is also a video installation on the high line. A great idea!
I haven’t had time to photograph the work properly, but here’s a small taste. One work leads on to another, and it is quite addictive.
Paula’s demonstration piece.
Long scrolls from Achsah O’Donovan, myself and Angela Noble, reading from left to right.
Gayle Childress’s work.
Some more of Gayle’s work.
This is just a fraction of the beautiful work which was created yesterday. I was so busy making that I didn’t get the chance to record much of the work. I will try and rectify that tomorrow.
Yesterday was the first day of Paula’s workshop. We began by making long scroll forms using brush and ink. Firstly we followed our breath, and then we used our gloved hands to work on the surface. iIt was a very direct and intimate way of making marks on the surface of the paper.
Here is my breath piece:
And here are some of our scrolls hanging together:
My scroll made by directly drawing on the paper with my hands is on the extreme right, next to the breath scroll.
Later we may add colour to this work, or cut it up for a book. We also made smaller pieces, exploring the variety of marks we could make.
This is a desert environment. Here are some photos of desert plants:
We’re here in Santa Fe on the last leg of our journey, to take the mark making workshop with Paula Roland. The differences between the three places we have visited are quite striking – they could be three different countries, not just three different states.
Santa Fe is high desert country, and it is also having a drought at the moment. The landscape is
arid, bare, dotted with juniper. Such grass as is there is bleached like straw. At night you can hear the coyotes howl.
The rolling hills give way to mountains capped with drifts of snow.
This landscape has captivated artists for generations. The shifting patterns of light on the mountains, the extraordinary skies, and the sense of intimacy and space could be the stuff of endless interpretation. I wish I had brought my long lens!
And the culture and architecture are completely different, too, and fit so well into the landscape you couldn’t imagine them elsewhere.
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On Monday we went with Daniella to Codex at Richmond, near San Francisco. She has written about it in her blog and included links to her favourites, which are pretty much also mine, so I will direct you to her blog to explore. It was the first time I had been to Codex, also, and I was knocked out by the quality of the work on display. We only had a few hours, but you could have spent days looking at the beautiful books there.
It was interesting for me, because although I love looking at Artists books, I haven’t really been terribly interested in making them, and I finally worked out why. It seems to me that each page of the book seems to aspire to be perfect, to be completely finished. I feel as if the things I make are just a step on a journey, that its still possible to change them, that they aren’t ‘set in stone’ . I know that there is really no reason why I couldn’t make a book of fragments, of impressions, and perhaps someday I might. But up until now, it’s seemed like too much of a statement!
The building the Fair is held in is very impressive, a huge industrial building with floor to ceiling windows as well as skylights. The light floods in, and on a sunny day, it is beautifully warm in there.
From the forecourt of the building there are views across to San Francisco.