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Happy Mother's Day
| 12"x 9" oil on canvas |
On the face of it, this might seem a little insane, but this image is my loving tribute to my mom. It hangs in my living room, and it feels very sweet to me.
The color doesn't translate well at all in photographs. It's softer, more hazy, more blushed than it appears here.
I painted it somewhere between 2004 and 2007. It was born of a dream. A total lament of a dream. But my mother was in it and she was a soothing, comforting presence. This image, sort of a personal Pietà came out of that dream, and, for me, still conveys a sense of that soothing and comfort - even though it might appear to depict a couple of mummy fish, or something.
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Feeding the Tree: Jean Brennan $ Zach Rodgers @ Crotch March 2014
As it happens, spheroid forms nestled in the heart of Crotch became a meme for the first three months of this year. But whereas Matt Stolle's Concretion was a cleaving alien forcewhitch lodged itself in the crux of the tree and Lorrie Fredette's Balls became the very stuff(ing) within the tree, ready to burst forth, the balls of orange ice in the frozen orbs of Jean Brennan's and Zach Rodgers' Thaw are at once of and from outside the tree. In a move that flips arboreal physiology on it's head, these juicy colored "fruits" release their essence back into the treee. Thaw is gift of nourishment.
Given long lived winter, Thaw lived in tact for a week in early March. The piece transformed over the course of a warmer weekend, disappearing into the core of the tree, one drip at a time.
Wool fibers rubbed into the bark of the tree in the manner of what might be left behind from rutting ruminants constituted another piece component. Together the elements of the piece and the act of installing their work (with shin deep snow still on the ground, much of which was, itself, rubbed into the recesses of bark) speaks to the seasonal cycles and all the changes commensurate with that cycle.
Crotch has lain fallow for the month of April. Peter Iannarelli will take his place in the crotch in the month of May.
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Spring comes to Crotch in Beacon, NY
The flowers are breaking through at the base of Crotchwith the woolen remnants from March's Crotch Project, Thaw, by Jean Brennan $ Zach Rodgers clinging to the bark. My blog post on Jean and Zach's work is way late, but will be posted here very shortly.
Crotch is fallow for the month of April, save for the white wool which, through the influence of the weather, is slowly migrating to the base of the trunk.
FYI, Jean will be participating in Beacon, NY's annual Open Studios, taking place during the first weekend of May.
Labels:
Beacon NY,
Crotch,
Jean Brennan,
Outie,
Zach Rodgers
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