I am in a new show in Toronto, Canada at the Lennox Contemporary, which opened this evening. There is more information about the Spring Salon.07 at the Energy Gallery website.
Or you can play “Find My Photo”
In other exciting news, I recently found out that two of my pieces will be featured in the 2007 Metalsmith Exhibition in Print! The magazine itself is incredible, but the Exhibition in Print is an absolutely gorgeous collection of work that never disappoints. This should be out late summer/early fall and will be curated by Ellen Lupton. The images of my work will also be shown on SNAG’s website.
The current Metalsmith features Kiff Slemmons on the cover and a really nice article about creating atmospheres for your metals work (a.k.a. installations). I highly recommend it!
Tom followed Maggie upstairs into her mother’s room, and saw her go at once to a drawer, from which she took out a large pair of scissors.
“What are they for, Maggie?” said Tom, feeling his curiosity awakened.
Maggie answered by seizing her front locks and cutting them straight across the middle of her forehead.
“Oh, my buttons! Maggie, you’ll catch it!” exclaimed Tom; “you’d better not cut any more off.”
Snip! went the great scissors again while Tom was speaking, and he couldn’t help feeling it was rather good fun; Maggie would look so queer.
“Here, Tom, cut it behind for me,” said Maggie, excited by her own daring, and anxious to finish the deed.
“You’ll catch it, you know,” said Tom, nodding his head in an admonitory manner, and hesitating a little as he took the scissors.
“Never mind, make haste!” said Maggie, giving a little stamp with her foot. Her cheeks were quite flushed.
The black locks were so thick, nothing could be more tempting to a lad who had already tasted the forbidden pleasure of cutting the pony’s mane. I speak to those who know the satisfaction of making a pair of scissors meet through a duly resisting mass of hair. One delicious grinding snip, and then another and another, and the hinder-locks fell heavily on the floor, and Maggie stood cropped in a jagged, uneven manner, but with a sense of clearness and freedom, as if she had emerged from a wood into the open plain.
“Oh, Maggie,” said Tom, jumping round her, and slapping his knees as he laughed, “Oh, my buttons! what a queer thing you look! Look at yourself in the glass; you look like the idiot we throw out nutshells to at school.”
Maggie felt an unexpected pang. She had thought beforehand chiefly at her own deliverance from her teasing hair and teasing remarks about it, and something also of the triumph she should have over her mother and her aunts by this very decided course of action; she didn’t want her hair to look pretty, – that was out of the question, – she only wanted people to think her a clever little girl, and not to find fault with her. But now, when Tom began to laugh at her, and say she was like an idiot, the affair had quite a new aspect. She looked in the glass, and still Tom laughed and clapped his hands, and Maggie’s cheeks began to pale, and her lips to tremble a little.
The beautiful work of Erin V. Sotak. I saw her speak at SPE a few years ago and she totally blew me away. Her installations are gorgeous in every way possible….
Take her latest work “Squeeze.” The gtWeekly has a nice article about her latest show at the Mary Porter Senson Art Gallery.
If I could look at the images in the article, and point out one of the many reasons I love her work, I would direct your attention to the image at the bottom of the page. What is she grinding you ask? Porcelain teeth.
Erin Sotak’s “A Peeling”
Moving to metals, I stumbled across a new artist tonight while perusing the Velvet Da Vinci’s website. Their current exhibition, “Golden Clogs, Dutch Mountains” features Iris Nieuwenburg. You can see some of her work on this Klimt02 page.
“Newly-weds”
“Sister”
I’m not getting very far on anything else, but I have managed to whip up 12 new pieces to sell at Silver in the City.
