Light

Playing with light.

Orb on Flotone graduated background

Orb on newsprint

Newsprint on orb

Happy Solstrice

Way back in 1991, when I was busy antagonizing my dad by shacking up with my German boyfriend in hippie Oregon, I mail-ordered a box of greeting cards from a progressive company that clearly couldn't afford to hire a proofreader. Sometimes typos etch a permanent place in one's memory. Thus on this joyful day, I quote:

Welcome the return of the light.

Happy Solstrice!

Art for the dieting prohibitionist

Every once in a while, the recovering addict shamelessly returns to her addiction.

 
I am making work for Claymakers' first ever national invitational gallery show. The show will feature ~200 beer steins by 65 artists from 25 states across the U.S. and Canada. "Steinzeugkrug: Present Day Interpretations" runs Oct. 4-Nov. 16, with an opening reception on Oct. 4, 6-9pm.

Here are some low-tech preview shots of my work (oddly blue images that don't at all accurately reflect the blueness of the slate blue steins).

The Frances Willard (a Maß)

Another Frances Willard (aa a Maß)

A Frances Willard and a Carrie Nation (a Maß und a Hoibe)

Two Carrie Nations (zwoa Hoibe)

Obviously, these steins aren't wholly holey to please the prohibitionist: they're meant for beer lite.

A Carrie Nation burning bright

Another Carrie Nation. The Frances Willards still need candle hangers.