Valentine’s Day is tomorrow and, while I believe we should show the one’s we love how much we love them everyday, I still love getting flowers and chocolate every once in a while. As an artist, I was influenced by the upcoming love celebration on a different level.
Apologies for not posting my 30for30equals30 artwork yesterday, but my computer decided she needed the day off. Google Chrome got the best of her and slowed her way down. After several frustrated conversations, we were both able to forgive each other for my taking her for granted and her just randomly deciding to freeze and give me a black screen. We’re taking a short break from Google Chrome and will reinstall here shortly. Long story short, here’s yesterday’s art break!
An Homage to my Home.
I will be moving to a whole new state three weeks from tomorrow. I’ve known for a few months now and have been slowly packing the house and making appointments with movers and the like, but have still not fully realized what moving means. This is the place where I married my husband. It’s the place our first son was born. It’s a place I figured out (with the help of school and friends) what kind of artist I want to be. The Bay Area has taught me so much and given me so much. It has also frustrated me in several ways too. I love and hate to say goodbye. I decided to capture some of my favorite compositions in my house so that I will never forget them.
And, today, for Day number 4 of 30for30equals30, I am paying homage to my Grandmother, Mildred. May she rest in peace.
I spent some time at the UC Botanical Garden in Berkeley a few weeks ago and noticed a few things.
1. Getting outside is essential to one’s sanity. I have been spending a great deal of time indoors lately taking care of the little one. While we go on walks almost everyday, there’s something special about taking that walk somewhere that doesn’t feel so familiar. The Gardens have an amazing ability to make you forget that you are still in a city. I feel like I can relate a little to what Alice and Dorothy must have felt when they were swooped off into another world. I kind of dig that feeling.
2. It’s good to get lost. The Gardens have been designed so that you can get lost and wander without getting nervous. You will eventually come back to to a path that leads you to the entrance. After about 15 minutes of walking around I was in a space in my mind that I’ve been missing lately. You know that place where you just kind of think random thoughts? You aren’t thinking about what needs to get done today or writing to do lists in your head. You’re just letting random ideas and thoughts pass by your brain. That’s what happens to me when I’m free to wander. Time doesn’t matter for a while. Pressure lifts off my shoulders just enough to give me a break.
3. I am somewhat obsessed with the last living leaf and/or flower hanging from a tree. I seem to be amassing a collection of lonely leaves and flowers on winter trees. What is it about that last flower that pulls my eye in? Is it the idea of death or resilience? Perhaps it’s more about the aesthetics of the harsh bare branches next to the soft full flower. Who knows.
So, I have what will most likely be a never ending photography series with the working title, “Pick Up Your Shit.” My husband and I go on a great deal of outdoor adventures and I am sad to say that each time we are out and about in nature I find that someone has littered. For some reason it makes me even more angry to find litter when I’m surrounded by trees, water, or mountains compared to when I’m walking up and down concrete streets. So, to deal with my anger I started photographing the litter to someday show in a gallery space. When I can reach it and carry it, I pick up the litter and throw it away.
Needless to say, I was a giddy little girl when I discovered Litterati, an online storage space for found (and hopefully picked up) litter. Started by a Bay Area man himself, Litterati asks you to take 4 steps and join their revolution.