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i have recently fallen head over heels for the artist ben shahn. his work is spectacularly inspiring.

something full of meaningless symbols. satisfying nonetheless.

i found this while flipping through a book at the library yesterday. i find great comfort and inspiration in this watercolor by charles demuth from 1918.
from the patio.
{today i will be registering for my last semester of classes = chalk & fluff}
wish i could say that i made this, but unfortunately jennifer davis beat me to it! this would have made my christmas wish list had it not already been sold out.
here are a few shots i took before and after our perrodin potluck last saturday. i have been terrible about getting my camera out at our parties lately…..i need to work on that. i thought these were pretty enough to share though. i took a ton of photos with this blanket my mom made from the 70′s….its such a great splash of color!

we began the day with painting halloween decor, then headed to fayetteville to meander on some beautiful trails, eventually making our way to the library (for the restroom?)...

after leaving the library we began to walk to ddp gallery....

but were briefly distracted by kathy p. thompson's studio windows. they offered much inspiration and beauty!

after the nice gallery visit, we followed the sounds of music....

...and happened upon a parade!
after all of this, we returned home for a brief moment of rest, then went to jonathan’s parents house for a ridiculously long night of games, good food and crazy entertainment.
jonathan so graciously volunteered to make invitations for our upcoming potluck. he knows that my time is extremely tight these days and that i would want to do more than i had time to do. hes definitely raising the bar. is it fair to say that im fortunate for such an incredible man?
a recent sculpture that I made that was on display at the university of arkansas campus. these are cast wax needles with nylon rope acting as the thread. there were four in total, two of which are still on display until the end of this week. the meaning is simply a literal translation of the connection that i feel with nature when sewing something by hand. i was pretty satisfied with the end product, besides the fact that the wax was softened by the heat of the sun, it still worked out.
ezmah at play.
i love the feeling that these photos evoke.



does it get any better than this? ive been burning to create this sort of performance/living art for a few months now. one of my plans is to place an empty strip of primed canvas in a highly trafficked area and let the canvas be created by the elements its surrounded by. essentially…leave a snail trail. i cannot express to you how much seeing Semâ Bekirovic‘s piece excites me!
Found via nazara lazaro via joanne

im glad the semester is over.
summer school begins soon…<sigh>

checking out where to go next...

a little explosion of silent energy near a beckman piece...

angry at the "black suits" (aka: security gaurds) trying to control him

i had fun, and i think ezmah could have cared less...
recent trip to the nelson-atkins museum

…oh yes…we had a bat fly in our house yesterday after leaving the doors wide open to let fresh air in. he (or she) decided to cozy up right above our bed, luckily we just had to open the door until it frantically flew out of the house. im not sure who was freaked out more, us or the bat. i have to give credit to jonathan for sneaking into the room with the camera so he could take this picture!

this is where i like to be…

sorry it has been soo long since i have posted last. life has been….well…just busy. i have been pumping out some prints though, so i hope to get them up here as quickly as i possibly can!! i hope everyone is doing well.
this is an intaglio (aquatint and chine colle).
before
during
after
after
shes one tough girl…. im proud of her; she didnt even cry, thats not to say she wasnt a little scared, but she definitely stuck it out!

when i was younger i often played outside alone, or with my younger, twin neighbors. fortunately for us, we lived near a wooded area, so there was always plenty to explore (in our little world). one thing i remember doing with my friends was pasting feathers, sticks, and strings to trees with mud. Often times too, we would tie rocks to strings to dangle down for our enjoyment.
with this said, i drew this picture without even giving a second thought to my childhood. it wasnt until i was done with it that i remembered the tree we enjoyed as kids. funny how our subconscious works, isnt it?

im not sure what happened to him….but its interesting to imagine

my instinct says to cut my hair off (short)….but then i resist.
its been an ongoing struggle with myself.
i think its about to happen soon though….maybe.
see…
{i just realized that my last THREE posts have been about hair…this is getting ridiculous, i just need to suck it up and do it! the next time that i post about hair, it will be to let you know that ive done it!}
LOOK what i got!


{this page was bookmarked}


“elle- humour” a picture box book by julie doucet
she has an amazing since of humor tossed in with a delicious dose of creative energy making for one heck of an amazing valentines day present!
Thanks Jonathan.
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look what i gave:

a limited edition print from little paper planes by hannah stouffer
{jonathan trimmed his beard recently, and i plan to cut my hair…seemed appropriate since hair has been the topic of alot of our conversations lately}
happy valentines day!

the best form of this is face to face

its likely that she wont be able to cook any time soon, as most of our homes here dont have any electricity from the crazy ice storm we just had. i will be posting some images of this a little later as soon as we can make it back home (from jonathan’s parents) and get my camera equipment. His parents house regained electricity last night…but we were making it just fine without it because of their amazing wood stove!
we will be spending the entire day today back at our house making logs out of our beautiful trees that have all fallen apart on our lawn {and road}….

an ecclectic gathering of faces and personalities







