Showing posts with label collage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label collage. Show all posts

Saturday, January 31, 2026

New Year with Resistance

                                  Dry Falls California, watermedia on Yupo collage 26x20 inches


                                           Masirah watermedia on Yupo collage 18x12 inches



                                          Rajasthan watermedia on Yupo collage 18x12 inches


Three good collages in one week! I haven`t had a nice streak like that in a while. Many of you know that rare experience in making something where everything just goes right into place. All the choices could work but one does especially well. Enchanted is the feeling and it is intoxicating. Unexpected too at this pivotal point in our [US] history. Not since the Vietnam era have things seemed so volatile. God bless the people of Minnesota!




 Nurses are sacred, they are the helpers. That is what Alex Pretti was doing when he was murdered. Assisting a woman who had been gassed.        This will not stand. 

There is enough unity to decisively say this is not the country we want. Often we know what is unacceptable before arriving at a neutral civil place. Everyone is on edge but it`s clear to me, immigration enforcement will have to change tactics. Their Proud Boy dreams are not going to fly. If the Republican party wasn`t so cowardly at its core they could rein in this deranged president. Democrats bounced their sitting president when it was finally revealed how unstable he was. Democrats, despite their feeble opposition now, actually do care about the constitution. The one they swore their loyalty to. What a bitter fact that the only people who can actually do something about his terrible political moment are Republicans! So patriots will resist until the mid terms, then there will be a reckoning. So sorry world. Our government is messing up EVERYTHING.


If you haven`t seen it, this response by the wise young Amanda Gordon can help your heart;



 






Have you been watching Kilauea? OMG such non stop beauty! I saw a video shot during a rainstorm that was beyond imagining. Smoke, mist, swirling air borne cinders, engulfing clouds then red embers in a blue sky. The eruptions are numbered and the last one I observed was 41. Take a look, it is dazzling and happening in real time in the 50th state.




                                                      Bandon oil on canvas 40x30 inches


Bandon has the best beach for kids in Oregon. So many caves and hiding places.

                                                                  by Josh Mecouch


                                                                          Josh Mecouch


I love this guy, what an original.



                                                                          Emily Ball


                                                                              Emily Ball


                                                                       Emily Ball



She is new to me and I was quickly taken by these poetic abstractions. The three here are from a series called 'Longing and Sweet Sadness'. The painting were created in response to a particular piece of land and transitions in her family. Here is what she has written about them;  

This body of work has the theme of 'Longing and Sweet Sadness'. The focus began in 2021 but really galvanised and gathered momentum after the death of my father at the end of 2022. I drew and painted in the woods at the back of my parents house. This is where I played as a child, making camps and exploring. It is where I made huge paintings for my degree show after the hurricane of 1987, when I was in my early twenties. It is the place where my children played, camped and went on bluebell walks every year when they were small. It is where I walk now when I visit my mother.




                                                                      by Garry Winogrand



This photo says so much about children and also New Mexico.
I was 22 when I moved there and it was like shifting into a dream. A common experience for most newcomers. 




                                         A Corner of the Park acrylic on Yupo 20x20 inches





Someone I love has begun transitioning. As open as I thought I was, there was so much more to learn. This post by the BBC explains things well.

If broadcasters say they want clarity on sex and gender, then clarity has to include biology in full, not selectively.
Being trans is not an ideology. It is not a belief system. It is not a trend. It is a recognised biological outcome of human development.
Sex differentiation in humans is not a single switch flipped at birth. It is a multi-stage biological process involving chromosomes, gene expression, hormone exposure, receptor sensitivity, and brain development, all occurring at different points in fetal growth. Those processes do not always align in the same direction.
Every human embryo begins on a shared developmental pathway. Later in gestation, hormones and gene activation guide the development of reproductive anatomy. Brain development related to identity, self-perception, and body mapping occurs on a different timeline. When those processes diverge, a person may be born with anatomy that does not align with how their brain understands their sexed self. That is what we call being trans.
This is not controversial biology. It is documented in endocrinology, neurobiology, and developmental science.
Neuroimaging studies have shown that many trans people exhibit brain structures and neural response patterns that more closely align with their lived sex than with the sex recorded at birth. Intersex variations such as androgen insensitivity syndrome and congenital adrenal hyperplasia further demonstrate that sex itself is not a simple binary. These are natural variations of the same biological system that produces everyone else.
When media coverage reduces trans people to slogans or treats identity as a purely social preference, it erases that biological reality. When it repeatedly frames trans existence as “contested” without explaining the science, it invites suspicion rather than understanding.
If journalists are going to say audiences find terms like “trans woman” or “trans man” confusing, then the responsible response is not to strip people of accurate language. It is to explain why those terms exist in the first place.
Clarity does not come from flattening complexity. It comes from explaining it.
There is a difference between saying sex is observed at birth and pretending biology ends there. It does not. Biology is a lifelong process shaped by development, hormones, and the brain. Ignoring that does not make reporting neutral. It makes it incomplete.
Trans women experience misogyny because they are perceived and treated as women. Trans men experience gender policing because they are perceived and treated as men who violate expectations. Gender-diverse people experience both because rigid systems struggle with anyone who exposes their limits.
That harm is not theoretical. It shows up in healthcare access, safety, employment, and mental health outcomes.
If public broadcasters want to be clear, then clarity must include this truth: trans people exist because biology allows for them. They are not an exception to nature. They are part of it.
Reporting that fails to say this risks reinforcing fear rather than informing the public. And when fear is left unchallenged, it does not remain neutral. It becomes harmful.
Accuracy is not just about legal definitions. It is about telling the whole biological story.
Anything less is not clarity. It is omission.

Daniel Lismore





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Wednesday, February 12, 2025

The New Era

                                             Rainforest Walk watercolor collage 12x20 inches
 

This painting could have gone several ways; further development in watercolor, introduction of acrylics or use what`s there as a basis for collage. I chose collage because the representative from Art2life, Marji Thompson, was intrigued by them. She asked me in the fall if I was willing to be interviewed or videoed for their program. I have nothing but respect for what their doing. They are in the encouragement-inspiration business. Many people are not able to choose a life of art making, usually because of kids or other work. That unexplored impulse becomes a yearning that does not leave. Art2life tries to lift these early artists into excitement and productivity. The founder, Nick Wilton, still does near daily little lessons on Instagram focusing on one visual concern at a time. He`s  patient and generous. And he still does them even after creating a large, self supporting educational institution. For free. Art2life has a Youtube channel filled with interviews, podcasts and lessons. Also for free. Now if one wants to accelerate their learning, there is also instruction that can be purchased. I know several artists who have and their new work had a distinctive confidence. All this is to say when they asked me to make a video with them, I was flattered. When the editing is finally finished, I will post it here. The content is a demonstration of my watermedia techniques on the plastic 'paper' called Yupo as well as some conversation regarding the collages I`ve been making in recent years.

Below are some watercolors I did for practice both on and off camera;


                                Eastern Washington Landscape watercolor on Yupo 26x20 inches



                                                   Arroyo watercolor on Yupo 26x20 inches



                                  Moonlight Over the Ocean watermedia on Yupo 23x35 inches



                                          Corner of Summer watercolor on Yupo 8x8 inches



                                                  Rainier 2 watercolor on Yupo 20x14 inches


this last one is the actual demo painting;


                                          January Wetland watermedia on Yupo 20x14 inches



You may be pleased to read that I have no remarks of a political nature right now. Just tell me where and when to man the barricade, I`ll be there.


                                                                          GUTAI!

Gutai is the embodiment of the interaction between spirit and matter, a respectful 'dance' so to speak. This movement began in mid-50s Japan and shares a spontaneity with American abstract expressionist 'action painting'. Two of its painters interest me in particular.
Kazuo Shiraga is best known for using his whole body as a tool of expression. Most of the work has an explosive rhythm.


                                                                    Kazuo Shiraga



                                                                    Kazuo Shiraga



                                                                   Kazuo Shiraga



                                                                     Shiraga painting



The other is Sadamasa Motonaga



                                                               Sadamasa Motonaga



                                                             Sadamasa Motonaga



                                                               Sadamasa Motonaga



                                                                Sadamasa Motonaga








                                                                Amanda Gorman

The young poet Amanda Gorman, a resident of Pacific Palisades, recites her poem about the recent fires in this newscast. [she speaks after the news people introduce her] There is something remarkable about being comforted by such a young person. She is a natural leader.
I haven`t lived in California in over 50 years yet those fires felt oddly personal. Like something integral to who I am was being attacked. My younger brother, also living in the Northwest, felt the same way. 






This is the 24 Solar Terms poster by Bright Woo and is one of the most beautiful pieces of graphic art I`ve ever seen. All that I want, dream about and love of color is here. Without really knowing what it was, it just got richer; Each rectangle is based on a Chinese character that describes a specific agricultural-meteorlogical moment of the year. Those 24 important milestones are described here.






And a couple more recent collages;


                                                   Northwest Canyon collage 17x12 inches



                                              'An Introduction' watercolor collage 12x9 inches





                                                       the child David Lynch in Montana



                                                                           David Lynch



                                                                      David Lynch



                                                                           David Lynch



 The painter and film maker David Lynch, died at the best possible moment. Just as America took a discouraging hard right turn and inaugurated a con man for the 2nd[!!!] time, we were gifted with one lovely tribute to David Lynch after another. The counterpoint was so sweet and they just kept coming. He matters to me because Twin Peaks was the most astonishing TV I had ever experienced. Anyone enraptured with it like I was would agree, the music was a huge part of its power.
Here is the composer Angelo Badalamenti describing how he worked with Lynch.









Not tomorrow[2-13-2025] during the predicted ice storm, but soon! Drive into the magnificent Columbia River Gorge and drive to Stevenson WA and onto the grand Columbia Gorge Museum. Inside among a great many fascinating artifacts of local history, you will come upon the transcendent paintings of Genevieve Scholl. This body of work is a loving look at the Hoh Rainforest. I watched her paintings progress on Instagram but I was still surprised by their luminosity, precise color and unique composition.
Trust me, it is always a good idea to visit the gorge, it never disappoints. And this exhibit is a jewel.
 Up until March 30;














                                                          

                                               Jane Goodall [91] and David Attenborough [98]

They live! This is such a hopeful photo

Don`t let #47 steal your joy. To hell with him and his idiot followers
Let Leonard Cohen soothe you in this song sung by the Lumineers






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Wednesday, June 26, 2024

watercolor, collage, pride

 

                                                Algodones 2 watercolor on Yupo 26x20 inches


                               Spring Leaves, Iron Mountain watercolor on Yupo 26x20 inches



                                               North Coast watermedia on Yupo 35x23 inches


June 26 and 71 degrees at 4 pm? Thank you! 
Our day will come. By this date three years ago, a 'heat dome' had parked over the Pacific Northwest killing hundreds. I`m grateful for todays cool beauty.

Once again it is Pride month. My community of Lake Oswego celebrated its first Pride Event. We went early having no idea what to expect and wanting to be visible bodies if the crowd was small. It wasn`t.
 It is a unique honor and privilege to have lived in this era. Within my lifetime, within my culture, homosexuality has gone from unspeakably disgusting to widely accepted. And for one month, actually elevated. It is still disorienting but when I remember that my Christian mother was there at my wedding, I just feel blessed.

New collages;

                                       Furtive Movement watercolor on yupo collage 14x11 inches



                                          Floating Gate watercolor on yupo collage 12x9 inches



                             Each Flower Tracks the Moon watercolor on yupo collage 14x11 inches



                                     Bikram Dilemma watercolor on yupo collage 26x20 inches


 I`m trying to figure out why making collages is such a different experience from painting. The collages are completely engrossing with time awareness lost almost immediately. When I paint, I`m often waiting for something to 'set up', thinking intently about early 'layers', examining my ultimate visual 'reason' for painting a particular subject and then trying many different techniques to find the one best for this part of this project. Lots of thought! Until, if I`m fortunate, something better takes over. I think most painters paint for this sublime occurrence. When all the processes become harmonized, the angst has vanished and there is an understanding that something special is happening. Each choice makes perfect sense and looks wildly fresh. What a validation and yet totally independent of everything! You can never make it happen only be there when it does with a brush in your hand. Most of the time for me, painting is a complex mental moral entanglement that must be solved. This is why when I try to bring new insights into my process and it still ends up looking  like other RDTs, I`m exasperated. It`s like no matter what  exciting things are happening in the brain, the hand only knows one way of acting.










 These are from last winter, watercolor on Yupo 12 inch diameter. The fabulous Ginny Zanger told me yupo was now being made into circles, so I wanted to try them. Honestly, it wasn`t a great experience. There was a vertigo quality in making them, like they wouldn`t hold still. I even did some abstractions but they seemed unmoored altogether. I like the way they look but getting there was weird.



A neighbors irises. They stopped me on my walk and the more I looked at them I felt certain that their beauty was by design. Someone had thought about those colors and their placement. What a gorgeous carefree patch of life. For me anyway.
                                    

 I have been and known many lonely hearts. This woman found the biggest love of all. From the NYTimes, Modern Love

Finally Finding “The Magic”

Since childhood, I yearned for love. Once, I came within weeks of marriage before it abruptly fell apart. He said we were missing “the magic,” and, admittedly, he was right. A few men came and went. I’m now 59 with Stage 4 metastatic breast cancer. I still don’t have a partner, but I’ve fallen desperately in love with life. Exquisite beauty emerges everywhere: my cat on my lap, a cashier extending an unexpected smile, sunlight skipping across a lake. I use each day to soak up the world’s splendor. “Not yet,” I whisper to the heavens. “I love it here.” — Clare Cory






It was time for a new one. Some of you longtime readers might remember when that upper palette was new 12 years ago. It looks so awful because I couldn`t keep acrylic paint away from it. My painting process often required watercolor and acrylic applications at the same time. No regrets though now being older, I`m going to try to keep them separated. I`ve rearranged my studio setup to allow enough space for both. If I can actually pull that off, there is hope.




This is a photo of the delta of the Sacramento River I took from a plane a couple of weeks ago. I`ve been curious about it as it was the subject of the last body of work by the late Wayne Thiebaud. Often confused with pop artists, his wonderful work was representational and broadly appealing. The paintings that made him famous long ago were of desserts and deli counters.


                                                                    Wayne Thiebaud


Wayne Thiebaud lived to be 100 and these later paintings were based on the rich agricultural fields of the delta. The productive lands are not a tourist attraction so I`ve never seen them. I`m looking out the window and suddenly there it is! It`s so cool what you can see if the weather is cooperative. Flying down to see my family, we saw a moody Crater Lake and on the return,  saw Morrow Rock and then the Salinas Valley before the delta appeared. Twice before I`ve been able to pick out the landmarks of Yosemite as we flew by. Anyway, Thiebaud was a remarkable painter and by every account a splendid human being. He seems to have had a foundational curiosity and humility that took him far.


                                                                     Wayne Thiebaud


                                                                    Wayne Thiebaud


                                                                    Wayne Thiebaud



I don`t know how or why. Facebook is now sending me the best stuff my heart could desire. Essays by James Baldwin and Susan Sontag, poems by the familiar and unfamiliar, anecdotes about Joni Mitchell and Patti Smith and remembrances of W H Auden and Joseph Campbell. I love it. Facebook gets me at last.
Read this astonishing poem; 

Leave the dishes.
Let the celery rot in the bottom drawer of the refrigerator
and an earthen scum harden on the kitchen floor.
Leave the black crumbs in the bottom of the toaster.
Throw the cracked bowl out and don't patch the cup.
Don't patch anything. Don't mend. Buy safety pins.
Don't even sew on a button.
Let the wind have its way, then the earth
that invades as dust and then the dead
foaming up in gray rolls underneath the couch.
Talk to them. Tell them they are welcome.
Don't keep all the pieces of the puzzles
or the doll's tiny shoes in pairs, don't worry
who uses whose toothbrush or if anything
matches, at all.
Except one word to another. Or a thought.
Pursue the authentic-decide first
what is authentic,
then go after it with all your heart.
Your heart, that place
you don't even think of cleaning out.
That closet stuffed with savage mementos.
Don't sort the paper clips from screws from saved baby teeth
or worry if we're all eating cereal for dinner
again. Don't answer the telephone, ever,
or weep over anything at all that breaks.
Pink molds will grow within those sealed cartons
in the refrigerator. Accept new forms of life
and talk to the dead
who drift in though the screened windows, who collect
patiently on the tops of food jars and books.
Recycle the mail, don't read it, don't read anything
except what destroys
the insulation between yourself and your experience
or what pulls down or what strikes at or what shatters
this ruse you call necessity. ~Louise Erdrich




 My last plein air effort. Not great but better than my average. Probably because I was sitting next to Jean Gale. Good things happen when she comes around.





god I love Roz Chast



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