On a personal front I have a lot on my plate. There has been more stress in the last few months than in any time of my life. I have been leaning on a small group of people who have been standing with me through the storm. Saturday before last I just needed to walk it all off. I grabbed my Pentax K3ii Limited Silver edition, packed some lenses, batteries, and a water bottle into my photo vest, and took a train to downtown Chicago. And I walked.
I walked over seven miles and came across the Gold Coast Art Fair in Chicago's Grant Park. I found my spirits restored connecting with artists and art. Before I left I decided to have a cool drink by a bandstand. Simple trio. Acoustic strings, a violin, and a voice as beautiful as the instruments. I sat and enjoyed their music for a f
Passion, love, delight, gardens! I'm a hopeless romantic and a visual troubadour. I'm also a realist. These two world collide inside my heart every moment of every day. I have an art piece that reflects the two spirits within me. It is called Tending Passion's Garden. In the Chicago art world, it is my signature piece that opened gallery doors and walls for me. As I release it in an extreme limited edition one more time, I wanted to tell a story.
When I created Tending Passion's Garden I wanted it to be something that was ethereal, but also tangible. A fantasy you could step into. I could do this through digital art/photoshop or I could make it organic. I opted for the organic.
The bed in the garden has been done before a
Sometimes Picasso was political. Sometimes he wasn't. In 1945 he did say the following:
What do you think an artist is? An imbecile who has only eyes if he’s a painter, or ears if he’s a musician, or a lyre at every level of his heart if he’s a poet, or even, if he’s a boxer, just his muscles? On the contrary, he’s at the same time a political being, constantly alive to heartrending, fiery, or happy events, to which he responds in every way[. . . .] No, painting is not done to decorate apartments. It is an instrument of war for attack and defense against the enemy. [Pablo Picasso, Statement, in Chipp, Theories of Modern Art, 487.]
I just released a new photo zine book called,