Two new shows, one ending, one just beginning.
My new work, Sentinel: A day I sat by the river, drawing leaves as they floated past. When I look into your eyes I see skeleton sockets. Friend, how much longer do we have? comes down tomorrow after two weeks at the UCF Faculty Show. Using live data from dronstre.am these search lights turn on whenever the United States performs a drone strike in the Middle East. They remain on for one minute per life slain during the operation, illuminating here what we do not see there.
And Standpipe just moved from Scottsdale Public Art to the Shemer Art Center in Phoenix, where it will be on view from 1 November 2015 to 1 November 2017. So happy to have a new home for this piece where people can still enjoy it.
Arizona is a land of borders. Some clearly defined, like the 21 foot high fence along the border with Mexico, others less clear. Looking at a map of the state, it is parceled out into national forests, cities, and reservations. But when arriving at these dividing lines, often there is nothing. What necessitates the defense of some borders, the lack of clarity of others?
I had never experienced flood irrigation until I moved to Arizona. It is still a marvelous phenomenon to me, and provides a new context for my tiny house. I think I need to make more houses – a whole flooded neighborhood. The grass makes the setting a bit too comical, perhaps, compared to the austerity of the mud puddle ones.
I’m not entirely sure where I’m going with this yet, given that I don’t usually walk around calling myself a photographer. But, I do really like urban interventions, particularly the small kind, and miniatures photography, and painting really tiny 3D forms. So this seemed like a natural thing to try. The issue I find with many other small scale interventions is that they lack meat or substance; just some model train figures cleaning up a spilt coffee an what not.
Last year we saw an unprecedented amount of rain here in the valley, and when in rains in the desert the water just kind of hangs around. The city lacks the infrastructure to deal with it effectively so many puddles last for days. This phenomenon mirrors the flood irrigation used to maintain grass lawns in the area. I wanted to make something that would bring attention to these micro and macro floods.
By the way, I’m shooting these with a Panasonic GH2 and an old 50mm Canon lens.
If you missed What we have lost / What we have gained at the Digital Culture Open House back in may you will have another opportunity to play with this piece at ARTELPHX. The show is at the Clarendon Hotel, 401 West Clarendon Avenue, Phoenix, Arizona 85013, this weekend, September 26th and 27th from 7-10PM. There will be a lot of great new media and performance work at this show, including a dance by my friend Julie Akerly.
Then, my huge (for me) steel sculpture, Standpipe, will be installed at Scottsdale Rd and Oak St Saturday Morning. It will remain outdoors at that intersection for one year as part of Scottsdale Public Art‘s platFORM series. (Still putting the finish on!)
It’s been quite a process this summer simultaneously working on the two largest public art sculptures I have ever made. R’eyh gets packed up this week will be off to Burning Man. I am so excited to see it out on the playa. Here’s some final documentation of the build process.
I want to share a list of all the different sites I use to find opportunities for shows, residencies and funding in the arts, hopefully you may also find these useful. I check up on these once or twice a year whenever I go into “apply yourself” mode.
SEARCHABLE RESIDENCY LISTINGS
GRANTS AND FUNDING
- http://futuregenerationartprize.org/en “The Future Generation Art Prize established by the Victor Pinchuk Foundation in 2009 is a worldwide contemporary art prize to discover, recognize and give long-term support to a future generation of artists. The Prize is a major contribution to the open participation of younger artists in the dynamic cultural development of societies in global transition.The Prize is an innovative new international award for artists up to 35 years of age, investing in the artistic development and new production of works. Awarded through a competition, judged by a distinguished jury, the Prize is founded on the idea of generosity, a network of outstanding patron artists and institutional partners, and a highly democratic application procedure.”
- http://artadia.org/ “Artadia supports visual artists with unrestricted financial awards and fosters connections to a network of opportunities.” Limited to Atlanta, Boston, Chicago, Houston, LA and the SF Bay Area.
- http://www.creative-capital.org/ “Creative Capital has awarded $29 million to 530 groundbreaking artists nationwide through funding, counsel and career development services. Our Professional Development workshops have empowered an additional 6,500 creative minds to strengthen their careers and enrich their communities.”
- http://source.nyfa.org/content/search/search.aspx?SA=1 The grand master of opportunity listings.
- http://www.hemingwayapp.com/ Of course, in addition to having a great portfolio, you also need to be able to write well to get accepted into these programs. I tend to use overly complex sentence structures myself, and have found Hemingway App immensely helpful for editing my prose, particularly for artists statements and work descriptions. Besides encouraging simplified sentence structures, it also supports a writing style that is more approachable by the general public.
- So lets send what I just wrote there through Hemingway and see what happens: Besides having a great portfolio, you also need to be able to write well to get accepted into these programs. I tend to use complex sentence structures myself, and have found the Hemingway App helpful in editing my artist statements and work descriptions. It supports a writing style that is more approachable to the general public. It also encourages simplified sentence structures.
Written sometime in 2008
there is a small place on the small of your back
where the flowers grow
(you can not see me)
and your face and the flowers don’t align
cut along a diagonal tear that rolls lightly out of your squinted red eyes
or is it my eye
lashes crushed and bent against your neck
salt and spittle and snot and drip
and drip and drip and drip
and who knew there were so many lines
around the corners of our mouths
and a hand and a hand
and they touch and depart
and they touch
Written sometime in 2008
The day angels passed me as I struggled through the thick and the white, whispers beating against the ice. Their orange blaze piercing through the gray; flying in a sharp cut line as half a flock of geese tear North, cut cut cut. Glory, glory as their gridded flanks passed me by. Hallelujah.
Been trying to do a little metal work over the summer in my living room studio. Don’t have things like soldering torches, pickle pots, or flex shafts yet, so these are really “hand” made with cold connections.
First one is silver and gold, second is silver, copper, and rosewood.