the sun played hide and seek
and we felt a few raindrops
but wednesday sketching
at battery park city went on
as scheduled...
donna is a wonderful model
(though the volume of her
pants was a challenge)
Friday, September 30, 2011
Thursday, September 29, 2011
when is an empty cup full?
i stumbled upon this delightful sight
on tuesday
a cascade of
embellished
paper cups...
gwyneth leech sits in the window
of the flat iron building
- the studio in the prow as it's called -
where 23rd street meets broadway
and fifth avenue
tuesdays through saturdays
11 am-2 through december 31
creating
hypergraphia: the cup drawings
her website is here
on tuesday
a cascade of
embellished
paper cups...
gwyneth leech sits in the window
of the flat iron building
- the studio in the prow as it's called -
where 23rd street meets broadway
and fifth avenue
tuesdays through saturdays
11 am-2 through december 31
creating
hypergraphia: the cup drawings
her website is here
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Saturday, September 17, 2011
walking/waking hibernation
for weeks i have not
been myself. not seeing
what's in front of me.
nor hearing what's
plain.
dis
connected.
depressed, to be honest.
anxious.
many factors of course.
a week ago
i googled 'acupressure for anxiety'
and with some gentle but firm touch
i seem to have rebooted somewhat.
might be that i'm eating a bit better and
making a point of taking my vitamins...
today i was up and out
to chelsea
(always a great source of
found art as above and below)
to see the
Agnes Martin grey paintings
at Pace.
there is no catalog, nor announcement postcard
and photography is not permitted.
there are no reproductions
on the Pace gallery
website.
this series of more than twenty large paintings
made in the 80s
may be the most wonderful of martin's
i have ever had the joy of seeing.
i've tried before to articulate
my response to her work
with little success.
they are sublime.
defined, i see, as:
of such excellence, grandeur, or beauty
as to inspire great admiration or awe.
the show is there until
october 29. i would live
in the second room
til then
if i could.
been myself. not seeing
what's in front of me.
nor hearing what's
plain.
dis
connected.
depressed, to be honest.
anxious.
many factors of course.
a week ago
i googled 'acupressure for anxiety'
and with some gentle but firm touch
i seem to have rebooted somewhat.
might be that i'm eating a bit better and
making a point of taking my vitamins...
today i was up and out
to chelsea
(always a great source of
found art as above and below)
to see the
Agnes Martin grey paintings
at Pace.
there is no catalog, nor announcement postcard
and photography is not permitted.
there are no reproductions
on the Pace gallery
website.
this series of more than twenty large paintings
made in the 80s
may be the most wonderful of martin's
i have ever had the joy of seeing.
i've tried before to articulate
my response to her work
with little success.
they are sublime.
defined, i see, as:
of such excellence, grandeur, or beauty
as to inspire great admiration or awe.
the show is there until
october 29. i would live
in the second room
til then
if i could.
Labels:
agnes martin,
chelsea,
depression,
found art,
pace gallery
Saturday, September 10, 2011
anniversary
from a blimp a few years before 2001.
union square filled with tributes:
notes and photographs, flowers, cranes and candles
the tribute in lights, 2003
Thursday, September 1, 2011
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