2014 Calendar


Showing off a few photos of the 2014 Quilt Square Calendar.  There are four pages with three months on each, and they measure 12.5″x18.”  Each of the 4 squares can be trimmed for framing- they fit in a 12″x12″ frame.  I was initially inspired by the quilt squares you often see painted on barns in the Northeast.

I used a new method of screen printing for these.  To make the geometric shapes, I used an x-acto knife to cut contact paper for each layer, then stuck one to the screen.  I was able to print through the stencil, and didn’t have to use emulsion or expose the screen at all.  I didn’t have to touch a computer to make the quilt patterns- and it was awesome.

I’m really in love with the transparent inks, and how new colors are created where they overlap- I printed each in 3 layers, with 3 different colors.  I went through a lot of transparent medium printing these.

Purchase in my Etsy shop 

 

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everything in one post

Cool stuff that has happened since the last update, which since I have been busy/the worst at blogging, I’m squandering all on one mega blog post:

I made a flower piñata for the Gather grand opening.  Gather is a coworking space/boutique/coffee shop in Cary owned and run by the super-talented Michelle Smith.


And yes, it was smashed.

Showed a painting at the VAE in Raleigh.

The super hip/classy/awesome home and garden store associated with Urban Outfitters and Anthropologie, Terrain, picked up my Poppy Calendar!  You can see it on their website here!  I’m so proud :)

I went to NYC with Leah

We went for the IAM Inhabit conference, and my mother in law Linda came too.

At Inhabit, I saw incredible performances and heard inspiring talks, which was already awesome, but I also got to work with some really talent people who made a community meal event called Supper.  The menu was created and prepared by Katy and husband of The Pixie and the Scout, and Scott with Pilot Projects designed the tables with really inventive 12+ foot trough serving trays.  Meaghan Ritchey headed it all up and I did the illustrations for the website and designed and screen printed menus for each table setting.  There were four different variations, so much fun.  (P.S. the food was DIVIIIINE and Katy is a GEM and I can’t wait to work with her on more projects.)

I completed my 2014 Screen Print Quilt Quarterly calendar.  It’s ready to go on Etsy.  I’ll post more pics of it another time.


ALSO- I made a huge drawing/collage/print, Above and Below, for the Durham Storefront Project that I installed last night in the window of Beyu Cafe downtown, but it deserves a post all of its own.  Coming at you later this week.

 

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Life in Durham update

Eric and I have been living in Durham for 2 ish months now.  We sublet an apartment for the first month we were here, and now we’re living with my friend-since-middleschool Gretchen. She just bought this great old house that needs a lot of work.  Since moving in, we’ve helped pulled down wood paneling and ceiling tiles, sand floors and walls and remove enough nails and staples to build a whole new house.  We’re far from finished, but we’re all moved in and I LOVE our bedroom set up.  Eric and I put our studio/office space in the main bedroom, and we’re sleeping in the massive walk-in closet.  It’s so cosy- it feels like a ship’s cabin to me.

i adore my studio space.

our sleeping quarters. usually great, except for right now cause the AC just went out.

I’ll post some before-and-after house shots another time.  Gretchen’s got big plans for this place.

Since we’ve been here, I’ve been painting and printing and applying to shows.  The art scene around here is really active and inspiring, and I’ve been glad to meet a ton of super cool people.

I’ve had a painting accepted into the 24th Annual N.E.W. Show at the Visual Art Exchange in Raleigh.  The show runs from September 6-26, and if you’re in the area, you should swing by!  I also have more exciting art-related* news that I will be announcing in a few weeks!  Stay tuned!

a new painting, but not the one that will be shown at the VAE

*in this age of everybody-being-pregnant, I feel like it is a necessary modifier.

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Relocated.

It’s been a crazy year when I appear here to tell you that we’ve moved yet again.  That makes 4 states we’ve lived in since last May- Georgia, New York, Louisiana and now North Carolina.  I think we’ve got the East Coast pretty well covered.

I will miss Louisiana and all the wonderful people and cultural quirks they have going on there.  I hope it’s a place I visit often in the future.  Coming from a person who never in a million years saw herself living in Louisiana, guys, Louisiana is where the cool kids are (at least in Baton Rouge and New Orleans).  Get you some.

We’re now in Durham, NC. We’re still figuring out the area and trying to get our feet under us, but this is a much wished-for relocation.  We’ve wanted to move to the tri-city area for a long time.  I can tell already that there are a million awesome things going on here.  Many more updates to come.

I leave you for now with the beginnings of a series I started in Baton Rouge.  Many more of these sneaky, junk food eating nuns to come, too.

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an illustrated book club


Books are my love; they have been my whole life.  Some people ask new acquaintances about their favorite music to find a common connection, some talk about football teams or college or summer camp.  I get most excited when I share a book-connection with someone, meaning that we’ve loved the same authors and genres and can reminisce about past loves and suggest new ones to try.

I thought I’d share what I’ve been reading here in a recurring feature called An Illustrated Book Club. Because sometimes the imagery is so strong my fingers itch to sketch it out- a way of living in the story a little longer, I think, and feeling like I own a part of it.

 One of my favorite things to do is sit down and power through an engrossing book in a short period of time.  I think the modern-day equivalent is watching an entire TV series on Netflix in one weekend.  The characters stay with you, you dream about them.  You live in the book’s world.

You really have to do that with 100 Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez; I’d actually been trying to read it for years.  I’d get a few chapters in, put it down for awhile, and try to come back to it only to realize I had no idea what was going on.  You see, the 11 main male characters are all named some variant of Aureliano, Jose and Arcadio, and the book follows 7 generations, so you’ll soon be lost if you’re not paying the strictest attention.  So this summer, I decided one week that I would make it my job to read this book.  It’s now one of my absolute favorites.  The language and imagery are some of the most inspiring I’ve ever read.  It’s a challenging, but absurdly rewarding text.

Here are some doodles I  made in between chapters.

Rebeca only liked to eat the damp earth of the courtyard and the cake of whitewash that she picked of the walls with her nails. It was obvious that her parents, or whoever had raised her, had scolded her for that habit because she did it secretively and with a feeling of guilt, trying to put away supplies so that she could eat when no one was looking. 

One night they daubed themselves from head to toe with peach jam and licked each other like dogs and made mad love on the floor of the porch, and they were awakened by a torrent of carnivorous ants who were ready to eat them alive. 

A huge man had arrived. His square shoulders barely fitted through the doorways. He was wearing a medal of Our Lady of Help around his bison neck, his arms and chest were completely covered with cryptic tattooing, and on his right wrist was the tight copper bracelet of the niños-en-cruz amulet. His skin was tanned by the salt of the open air, his hair was short and straight like the mane of a mule, his jaws were of iron, and he wore a sad smile. He had a belt on that was twice as thick as the cinch of a horse, boots with leggings and spurs and iron on the heels, and his presence gave the quaking impression of a seismic tremor. 

Pietro Crespi wore special pants on those days, very elastic and tight, and dancing slippers.

Those visits were filling the house with remarkable toys. Mechanical ballerinas, music boxes, acrobatic monkeys, trotting horses, clowns who played the tambourine: the rich and startling mechanical fauna that Pietro Crespi brought dissipated José Arcadio Buendía’s affliction over the death of Melquíades and carried him back to his old days as an alchemist. 

They were six lawyers in frock coats and top hats who endured the violent November sun with stiff stoicism 

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