A Pandemic Diary In Pictures – Part 2

Days turned into weeks, then months. Still “sheltering in place”, still walking the Preston Ridge Trail early in the morning. Strength training at home. Still noticing.

Home Gym

No Children At Play

Shadow AM

Street Abstract

The Crossing

X

Have A Good Day

Closed Until Further Notice

Some things made me smile. Oh, happy day!

Over The Rainbow

Happy Birthday Henry

Happy Birthday Neighbor

Shout Out

Social distancing? Yeah, we got it!

Make Way For Ducklings

It was time to go to our farm. In the car, door to door, no stopping on the way. No one at either house but hubby and me. Spring had sprung!

Thankful For Small Favors

There’s nothing like a Texas sky to remind me to look at the big picture and a brilliant sunset to fill my heart with hope for the future.

Gratitude

At The End Of The Day

Maybe I’ll get a haircut soon.

 

A Pandemic Diary In Pictures – Part 1

We are ordinary people living in an extraordinary time. I am thankful for the roof over my head and food on my table. Wearing the same clothes for too many days (weeks?) is a minor inconvenience. I won’t list the things I miss. Everyone else has done that.

Hubby and I decided to “shelter in place” at our house in Dallas and temporarily forgo our weekly trips to our farm north of Dallas, at least for the near future. I decided to document my days at home by photographing the simple, usually unnoticed, things in my surroundings. It was a good exercise is “noticing.”

Spring arrives in Texas early, sometime in March, about the same time we received the stay at home order and my local gym closed. About five minutes from my house is the Preston Ridge Trail, a mixed-use trail that goes on for miles and is never crowded. A four-mile early morning walk became my daily aerobic workout (mask included). The absence of people was striking.

No Players, No Fans

Caution

Crossing Ahead

Hello, Anybody There?

No One On The Trail

Underfoot, Dallas

Abandoned

At home there is more cooking than usual which is O.K. since I like to cook. Maybe not quite this much. So much food prep meant more “noticing.”

Washed & Ready To Eat

Last One

Home Cooking

If You Wait Long Enough

Time To Clean

Plus, a bit of early spring to brighten up the table.

Irises Say Spring

I am a solitary person by nature, enjoying my alone time in my art studio. As an artist I am used to having large blocks of uninterrupted time, so the forced isolation was not as much of a problem for me as for others. I missed everything that filled my non-working hours, family, friends, dining out, cultural outings, travel, etc., etc. There is extra time for hobbies, one of which is knitting. I’ve been a knitter since I was eight years old (thanks, Mom). There is always something on my needles.

Ready To Knit

The house is quiet, inside and outside.

Morning Joe

Gone to Sleep

Hidden From View

Inside/Outside

Nightfall

Patio At Night

To be continued (Part 2).

 

Prom-Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow

2020-21’s high school seniors have been struck a blow by Covid-19. Prom has an / through it. Cancelled! All the planning, excitement, decisions about dates, outfits, pictures, dances, etc., gone in an instant. The event, marking the end of an era, will not happen. I know they will find creative ways to be “together” apart, but it won’t be the same. I felt for them as I thought back to my own prom (ancient history) something I had not done in a long time.

Prom, for me, was a double header! That’s an apt analogy because the guy who took me to my prom and the guy who took me to his was the same guy and did he ever love baseball. He played in high school (Taft H.S., Bronx NY)) and was a fervent Yankees fan.

We had our first date on March 31, 1959. How we met is a story for another day. I was a senior at the High School of Music and Art. M&A and the High School of Performing Arts merged shortly after I graduated and established a new school at Lincoln Center with the unwieldy name of Fiorello H. La Guardia High School of Music & Art and Performing Arts. Whew! My date, Stanley Feld, was a senior at Columbia College. I know, he “robbed the cradle.” He also expertly wooed my mom and dad and came with a great recommendation from his aunt who knew my mother. What aunt wouldn’t give her nephew a great recommendation?

M&A and Columbia had senior proms sometime in May before graduation in June. Senior proms were generally held in May or June before the end of the school year. The end of an era! They were formal affairs with girls in poofy dresses and guys in tuxes. The dresses may have been strapless but unlike today’s affairs, not much skin showed elsewhere. Pretty sedate, actually, but very pretty with pastel colors dominating. Since I was going to two proms I bought two dresses, which was very extravagant for a middle class Bronx girl. Stan rented his tux for each night. Lucky guy! I never wore those dresses again. Did you know that “prom” is short for promenade? That makes sense – there was a lot of promenading about, checking out each other’s attire and dates.

Stanley & Cecelia

Stanley & Cecelia

My prom was an evening of dinner and dancing at the Copacabana, a legendary New York nightclub near Times Square. It’s still there, hopefully shuttered only temporarily, its bands playing more of today’s music for a hip crowd. Stan’s prom event was a bit more adventurous. There was probably dinner and dancing at Columbia (Manhattan). Neither of us can remember. The evening continued afterwards with a train ride (subway) down to South Ferry at the tip of Manhattan). No car, no Uber. It was some kind of crazy tradition. We rode the ferry to Staten Island and returned on the ferry at some god-awful hour of night/early morning. We took the train to the Bronx to bring me home, maybe taking a cab from the train to my house. I’m sure we didn’t walk. My date got me home sometime in the early morning. Fortunately, Stan’s house was not too far away. We were beat!

The 1959 school year concluded with the two fun and exciting proms and two graduations. Fall 1959 would see me starting Hunter College and Stan starting Downstate Medical Center. We would continue to date, get engaged, graduate from Hunter and Downstate and marry at the end of the four years (1963).

1959 was the end of a decade. The 60’s would be turbulent; JFK’s assassination, the Vietnam was (and its protests), LBJ’s Great Society legislation, including passage of the Civil Rights acts, and Woodstock.

A few years ago, as I was about to enter a restaurant in Dallas, I came upon a group of Prom revelers entering the same restaurant. I took a few pictures of them. Don’t they look grand, all dressed up and ready to party?

Prom-Dallas

Prom-Dallas

Prom-Dallas

Prom-Dallas

Prom-Dallas

Prom-Dallas

While we know the “new” normal will be different we don’t yet know how it will look. I hope the class of 2021-22 will be able to celebrate Prom in style. They deserve it!

 

 

LOVE (in the time of Covid-19)

As I sit at home, hoping everyone I know is healthy and safe, I’ve taken some time to revisit, via my photos, places near and far that I’ve traveled to over the years.

What amazes me, during this time of “social distancing” and “sheltering in place” is that regardless of where I travel I am drawn to markets and groups of people engaged in activities of daily life. So much has changed. Looking at these pictures is distressing but, in a way, hopeful. Maybe, when the time comes to “gather” again we will remember that we are a social species and welcome being physically present with friends and strangers.

Meanwhile, why wait until next Valentine’s Day to express your love? The time is now! In that spirit “I give you love, love, love, love, crazy love.” (Van Morrison, paraphrased)

Here are some of my pictures expressing the many dimensions of LOVE. I hope they lift your spirits, make you smile and put on your dancing shoes.

Rodeo Pals, Texas

Ranch, Argentina

Ennis, Texas

Rome, Italy

Cherry Blossom Time, Japan

Ride Sharing, India

Making Music, India

Tango, Buenos Aires

Heartfelt, Texas

Friends, Chile, Argentina

Kids, Calafate, Argentina

Kids, Siglo, Iceland

Getting Ready, Boston

Prom, Dallas

Taking A Ride, Zagreb

May I?

Have HeART

Love Locks, Copenhagen

From Dubrovnik With Love

Blow A Kiss, Vietman

Grapevine, Texas

“If somebody says something beautiful to you, you can remember it forever.” (Janet McTeer, actress)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ghostly Impressions

I continue to explore the art of collage on suminagashi, marbled paper. In this series, called “Ghostly Impressions”, the collage incorporates a photograph and sun print in addition to areas of monotype and found paper.

The photo is one of many I’ve taken of “remainders” or “ghosts” on old buildings. They often indicate what company owned or leased the building. It’s a nice reminder of the past, which I want to capture. Faded, yes, but still hanging around although maybe, not for long.

The images on the sun print paper appear, like magic, after the paper is washed off. Kids love the process. I do, too! Like the signs on buildings, these images have a “ghostly” appearance.

There are a number of steps in constructing the layers of the collage.

First, the marbled paper is made using special inks, which float on the water in a tray. I swirl the ink into patterns. The paper is laid down on top of the water (carefully!) and lifted off (very carefully!) to reveal the pattern. This technique is old news to those of you who have been following my blog.

Here is what the marbled paper looks like, ready for collage.

Suminagashi marbled paper

Next, using my etching press, I add inked items to create a monotype on the marbled paper which I have dampened. It looks like this.

#1361 Fancy That

I have the ghost sign photo and the sun print ready. I adhere them to the monotype on marbled paper.

#1361 Fancy That

The last layer consists of shapes cut from found paper (i.e. magazines, other ephemera), my discarded prints and cut out marbled paper. Finished!

#1361 Fancy That   collage w. photo, sun print on suminagashi marbled paper, 22×30″ 2019

#1361 Fancy That – Detail

Here is another, partially completed. # 1365 “Layer Up”

#1365 Layer Up

Here it is finished!

#1365 Layer Up  collage w. photo, sun print on suminagashi marbled paper, 22×30 2019

I’ll be posting more from the series on my website soon. Stay tuned!

Meanwhile, check out the previous group of prints + sun prints under New Work at https://www.studio7310.com.

The Emerald Isle

Ireland is, indeed, the emerald isle, as in green, lots of it. Rain will do that. We might have had a bit of Irish luck with us as hubby, Stan, was born on St. Patrick’s Day (March 17th). On our two weeks tripping around Ireland (the Republic of) with Odysseys Unlimited we had mostly sunny days. It was a gift, since we spent much of our time outdoors.

 

We covered a lot of territory, starting and ending in Dublin. From Dublin we went due west to Galway, explored the rugged Connemara region, then grabbed a ferry to Inishmore, the largest of the Aran Islands in the Atlantic Ocean. Back on land we rode along the coastline to Killarney through the Burren, an area of spectacular scenery. We made our way around the Ring of Kerry in the southern part of Ireland and up to Kilkenny, our last stop before heading back to Dublin.

It’s a country rich in tradition with proud people who have experienced great hardship through the centuries. We saw a lot, did a lot and spoke to a number of people to get a sense of what their lives are like today. Today’s Ireland is very different from the Ireland of our first trip many years ago. The following impressions just skim the surface of our trip.

If you think there are a lot of pubs in Ireland, you’re right! I won’t say the Irish drink morning, noon and night, but they certainly like their pint(s) at noon and night. The pub is a gathering place rain or shine. Music makes for a jolly, good time.

Dublin

Dublin

 

This bride and her bridesmaids (the “hens’) were celebrating the upcoming wedding in great form.

Dublin

We weren’t the only ones at lunch in Murphy’s Bar on the Ring of Kerry. These wedding guests were enjoying themselves at a pre-wedding celebration. I especially liked the woman wearing a hat.

Portmagee

More towns, more pubs.

Killarney

Kilkenny

This pub was ready for anyone who wanted a glass of Irish Coffee (watched over by Jack and Jackie).

Portmagee

Serendipitous moments come to those who walk a city (us). A shopping arcade with an installation of colorful umbrellas was the perfect sight on a sunny day.

Kilkenny

Here are a few more “moments.”

A mural on a hotel façade.

Dublin

A lone walker on a narrow side street.

Kilkenny

An extraordinary installation across two buildings in a passageway in Dublin.

Dublin

From place to place water, rocky pastures and cliffs were abundant.

Connemara

Connemara

Inishmore

Cliffs of Moher

Cliffs of Moher

Ring of Kerry

And, an occasional craftsman.

Ring of Kerry

We did not lack for castles, abbeys, and medieval ruins (Rock of Cashel) with a 6th c. monastic site (Clonmacnoise) thrown in for good measure. These are part of Ireland’s history, after all.

Blarney Castle

Kilkenny Castle

Kylemore Abbey

Rock of Cashel

Rock of Cashel

Rock of Cashel

Clonmacnoise

Clonmacnoise

Ireland is a small country, about as big as Indiana (U.S.) ,with only about 4.7 million people (emigration seems to have stabilized). Its friendly people, beautiful scenery, ancient sites and walkable cities make Ireland a country to put on your bucket list.

I’ll end with these lovely Irish sayings:

May your day be touched with a bit of Irish luck, brightened by a song in your heart, and warmed by smiles from the people you love.

A good laugh and a long sleep are the two best cures.

Bauhaus at 100

A trip to Germany with the Davis Museum of Art at Wellesley College included a tour of the Bauhaus in Dessau. It was an opportunity to see, in person, this important icon of 20th century architecture and design.

A (very) brief history. In 1919, one hundred years ago, Walter Gropius founded the Bauhaus in Weimar, Germany. The design aesthetic was lean and spare. It would influence modern design for years to come, 100 for sure. The Bauhaus was a school where designers, architects, painters, sculptors and craftsmen taught and built items. Paul Klee and Wassily Kandinsky worked there.

Nazi interference in 1924 made Gropius move the school to Dessau, a city southwest of Berlin. There, he built a campus consisting of the main building, a director’s house and three masters’ houses.

I’ve tried to capture some of the Bauhaus aesthetic like the exterior glass curtain-wall of the main building.

Bauhaus – Main Building

Bauhaus-Main Building

Bauhaus – Main Building

Bauhaus – Main Building

Construction details and color are all strikingly modern.

Bauhaus – Main Building

Bauhaus – Main Building

Bauhaus – Main Building

Bauhaus – Main Building

Bauhaus – Main Building

 

Furniture was constructed with tubular arms and legs. Door pulls were simple and unadorned.

Bauhaus – Main Building Auditorium Seats

Bauhaus – Main Building Door Detail

 

Rain-washed cement sidewalks seemed compatible with the tiny balconies.

Bauhaus – Main Building Balconies

 

The director’s house is a freestanding building. There are also three identical semi-detached houses for the masters. They are white stucco cubic structures designed by Gropius. They are modular with mirrored and rotated floor plans for variety. In the unadorned rooms light from windows, high and low, plays along the walls giving them an almost abstract quality as they intersect one another.

 

Master’s House

Master’s House

Master’s House

Master’s House

Master’s House

 

We take for granted much of what Gropius and his followers did to change the nature of design and architecture. What will the next hundred years look like?

 

 

If Walls Could Talk

On an art-focused trip to Germany with the Davis Museum at Wellesley College we visited the Boros Collection (known as Sammlung Boros) in Berlin. From 1990 to the present Christian Boros and his wife have amassed a large collection of contemporary art, including site-specific works. The art is housed in a converted bunker, which was originally built as an air raid shelter for civilians in 1942. It had many uses until purchased by Boros in 2003. It opened to the public in 2008 and is available for small group tours, which must be booked in advance.

As I went from room to room looking at the art on display my eyes wandered over the spaces themselves. I was drawn to the marks and writing on the walls, floors and ceilings. Here and there were remnants of color on mostly drab beige or gray walls. Large swaths of peeling color remained on some walls. There were arrows pointing in different directions and cautionary words. Doors, scraped and scratched, seemed foreboding, revealing spaces beyond. Some walls had things attached purpose unknown.

How many people stayed in these “rooms?” For how long? What would we hear if “walls could talk?”

Here is a selection of photos, in no particular order, from my wandering eyes.

 

 

 

Close Encounters

The difference between an “encounter” and a “close encounter” may be subtle. For me, a close encounter usually means either feeling like I’m part of the scene or being closer to the person, place or thing, maybe getting ready to chat with someone.

Pushkar Fair, India

Sometimes close, but just observing.

Pushkar Fair, India

India

Prom Night, Dallas

Sometimes really close, but no chatting!

India

Being close to or part of the action can be scary, like crossing a street in Hanoi.

Hanoi, Vietnam

Or it can take me by surprise and make me chuckle.

Hanoi, Vietnam

Norway

When the light is just right and I am close to something inside or outside there is a moment in time when something special happens.

Frederiksborg Castle, Denmark

E. Grieg’s House, Norway

Daisnibba Mountain, Norway

Getting close makes me more aware of shapes, textures and colors.

Sedona, AZ

Breckenridge, CO

Norway

Marfa, TX

Gate, Eldorado Springs, CO

Frederiksborg Castle, Denmark

Dallas, TX

Art, especially sculpture, can alter one’s perception the closer one gets. Size and scale change. Color perception changes.

Ivan Navarro

Buddha-Lin Yonggang

Juan Fontanive

Roni Horn

Infinity Mirror Room, Yayoi Kusama

I can be inside, close to a window, and get a sense of what’s outside.

Bergen, Norway

Or, I can move close to something outside that is striking in its own right.

Loen, Norway

Iceland

Sometimes there’s a barrier, so almost close is close enough.

Norway

Here are the Close Encounters photos you sent me.

Bruce Schlein

Daniel Feld-Banff

Diane deMoye

Marla Shainman – Martinique

Thank you for sharing. I hope you continue to look “closely.”

Heart to Heart

 

Structures

Buildings. We live in them, store things in them, restore them, ignore them and abandon them.

The ancient world builders constructed huge complexes; so, too, today’s builders.

Ephesus, Turkey

 

One Arts Plaza, Dallas

There are simple country houses and extensive, unusual housing structures.

Ravenna, TX

Bruce Schlein Old Mill

Toftaholm-Edward Grieg’s Studio

Cappadocia, Turkey

There are buildings with elaborate facades.

Prague

Alwyn Court, NYC

There are buildings past their prime but still in use, others forgotten, abandoned.

Hill Country, TX

Round Top, TX

Prague

Glendale Mills, South Carolina

Texas

Houses of worship, like residences, come in all shapes, sizes and materials.

Lutheran Church, Reykjavik, Iceland

Church, Iceland

Loen, Norway

Stave Church, Norway

Details say a lot about a building. What is it made of? How “important” is it?

Greenville, SC

Harpa Concert Hall, Reykjavik, Iceland

Silo, Sherman, TX

Newport, OR

Museums have mostly similar purposes regardless of their design, but oh how they differ in size, shape and materials.

The Modern, Fort Worth,TX

Whitney Museum, NYC

Bridges, too. Made of stone, metal, wood or cement. All structures, all different.

Margaret Hunt Hill Bridge, Dallas, TX

Manhatten Bridge, NYC

Brooklyn Bridge, NYC

Portland, OR

Astoria, OR

And….a building with added pizazz just has to be included!

Thank you for sending your photos with STRUCTURES. Here they are! What variety!

Daniel Feld-Notre Dame

Moses Hoskins-Guggenheim Museum NYC

Rochelle Jaye-John S. Burd Ctr. for Performing Arts, Gainsville, GA

Philip Goodman

Stan Feld-Joel Shapiro

Bruce Schlein Old Mill

Marla Shaman

Robert Weitz-Guggenheim Bilbao

Next up – “Close Encounters.” What happens when you move closer to your subject? What changes? What do you see that’s different? Send me your best shots by April 3 ( no larger than 1MB).