Mess

Memorials

"The material falls away in onrushing experience.  It peels off like skin from a molting snake.  Of course to forget the past is to lose the sense of loss that is also memory of an absent richness and a set of clues to navigate the present by; the art is not one of forgetting but letting go.  And when everything else is gone, you can be rich in loss."   

                                                            

                                                            Rebecca Solnit from A Field Guide to Getting Lost

When Adrienne told me she was deconstructing fabric objects (a painting on canvas by a friend, her dad's Hawaiian shirt, a collection of sweaters) and rebuilding them into spherical sculptures, I offered up my wedding dress.  I loved my wedding dress.  It was shimmering mint green, subtle and elegant.  And in the wake of the most transformative event of my life, the break up of my marriage, I couldn't think of a better way to honor the memories embedded in the loaded threads of my dress.  

Adrienne wrote to me to share her photos of the works and she describes them as "quiet, humble, pretty memorials."  I couldn't agree more.      

Painter's Path

Along one of our regular walking trails.

Eastside, North side of Ladybird Lake.

Party Favors

E.A.S.T.

Nice kick off to my bike tour of E.A.S.T. at Big Medium.

Judy Rushin at Co-Lab

Looking forward to seeing her solo show at Co-Lab's downtown space.

Drew Liverman at Co-Lab

A backyard brimming with work by Texas State students.

I think this is Articulture Designs...?

Jennifer Chenoweth

Full house and yard!

An off-tour space somewhere along East 5th.

Stopped by to see friends along the way too, 

but didn't snap any shots as I was too busy chatting.  

Stella Alesi (#181), Leon Alesi (#183), Shawn Camp (#140) and Caroline Wright (#182)! 

Jessie Henson @ Texas State!

Flyer designed by Jessica Kreinhop.

So excited that my dear friend, Jessie Henson, 

will be giving a lecture at Texas State as a visiting artist on Monday!

The Queen of Punk and Poetry

 Tony Shanahan, who plays with Patti Smith on Banga, 

backed her up on guitar and piano. 

A vision.

My hands and mouth and ears and eyes were surging with a force to find expression as I left the Paramount the other night.  Patti Smith's down-to-earth and brilliant performance made me want to make something.  She read from Just Kids in between songs, and somehow managed to pick out the passages that touched me the most when I read it.  Her humor and smile and light were mesmerizing.  Her voice was the rock and the river.  And, she spit on stage, like the Queen of Punk can and should.

Bikes and Beer @ Tour de Fat

Found

Found painting in a parking garage,

one strange night in September.

Downtown, across from Antone's,

Chris Robinson Brotherhood.

An owl on stage smoking incense.

Katie Bell @ Okay Mountain

Yesterday was a nice day for abstraction.  Day Dusting, an exhibition by Katie Bell at Okay Mountain, is a celebration of materiality and experimentation that alludes to a mysterious interiority through the use of interior building materials, such as laminant, linoleum, plaster, vertical blinds, and paint.  Perhaps that is too obvious an interpretation on my part, but I can't help but think about the private interior space that is the site of all the choices that the artist makes in order to push this work out into a public space.