"My favorite pastime is letting time pass, having the time, taking my time, wasting my time, living out of time- against the current. " -Francoise Sagan

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Study in Movement & Color (Bridget Riley)

Bridget Riley is an inspiration to me in her mastery of the simulation of movement in a static two-dimensional plane. As an added bonus to entice you to see them up close is that the longer you look, the better they get. The more physical they feel, like a mesmerizing presence.

This fabulous story by the Liverpool Daily Press highlights Riley's meetings with Caroline Douglas, the Arts Council's head of collections. When asked to describe Riley in 2009 she said, "She is 79 now but still as active and energetic and intellectually engaged as she ever was.” (Photo below taken in 1981.)

In a world usually dominated by men, Riley made a huge splash and dominated the OpArt movement working in black and white until 1966

when she turned to color. She catapulted to international art stardom in the mid 1960s when New York’s MOMA included her alongside Josef Albers (below)

Above: Ellsworth Kelly (Photo by Rex Features/Action Press)

in its 1965 exhibition "The Responsive Eye" and the fashion designer (and museum founder) Larry Aldrich printed knockoffs of her images on fabric for a popular dress collection. In 1968, she won the International Prize for painting at the 34th Venice Biennale. In 1983 she designed a mural of bands of blue, pink, white and yellow at the Royal Liverpool Hospital.

In an article by the artist "At the end of my pencil", Riley states, "My studies of the greys paved the way for the colour movement in Late Morning (1967-68). In that painting, I began in a very simple way to draw with colour. The blue to bright green movement is the form. At the core of colour lies a paradox. It is simultaneously one thing and several things – you can never see colour by itself, it is always affected by other colours. As a child one plays by lying on one’s back and filling one’s sight with the blue of the sky, only to find the blue goes slowly towards grey. Your own eye produced the after-image of yellow-orange to compensate for the intensity of the blue. Colour relationships in painting depend on the interactive character of colour; this is its essential nature. I had given up the complexity of form in my Black and White paintings, but I found that the principles that lay behind them – contrast, harmony, reversal, repetition, movement, rhythm etc – could be recast in colour and with a new freedom.”

People should really look hard at the paintings ... and see the immense complexity of them. They’re not just stripes,” urges Caroline Douglas.

via 2Modern

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

three trees

rainbow eucalyptus

angel oak

general sherman

these three trees i want to see.
(general sherman i've seen several times, but would love to see it again with my family)

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Will Ferrell and I

We both share the birthday of July 16th. However, I'm sure we're not the only ones... even if that's what I like to believe.
The truth is I am extremely selfish about my birthday. I do not like to hear that other people are born on 'my' day. This does not make me happy or feel like I have some kind of kinship to the person. In fact, I feel like it can't be true, and that they actually are not born on the fabulous July 16th. Once it is July I proudly exclaim that it is my birthday! The whole month is a month of jubilee, so once the 16th has passed that does not in any way mean the celebration is over.. oh no, not at all.
However, this year I only realized how close my birthday was about 4 days ago. Which is rare, very rare. Since I always proclaim only 15, or 14 or 7 days 'til my birthday, every day! Or I say things like, next month it will be my month. Or my month is almost over. Is motherhood to blame for this shift in self importance? Who knows, but I hope it doesn't last. I like insisting on being celebrated. I think it's very childlike. Annoying too... but still. So in honor of my ego and beautiful birthday, Happy Birthday to me.