I've been intending to finish my website all summer, but never did much besides become irrationally enraged with the complexities of XML and other mysterious code language. My professor an another graduate student had made a pact to finish their websites by the end of the summer break, and I had thought about how I should really do the same thing. The only real reason I did get around to finally figuring it all out was because I thought classes started a week earlier than they actually did, and since I found myself with another week's worth of vacation I had no excuse but to finish the task I had avoided for the past three months.
There are still quite a few little problems that I can't figure out no matter how much I try with my limited knowledge, like why the cursor doesn't change when you mouse over some links even though those links still work. But, I'll get that done eventually and it's rather small when compared to all of the other bits I finished, like getting functional flash galleries up and having a reasonably navigable site with little foreknowledge of html.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Another pair of screenprinted tights. These are acid dyed in blue, and then screenprinted with a discharge solution in the birdcage pattern, so there's no actual ink on the finished piece.
Print of the Week was put on standby for the summer break as I worked on some very large pieces. But, school resumes in two weeks and I intend to be back and posting all manner of stuff then. I've been working on a series of large three dimensional prints and now I really want to show them somewhere so if you have any gallery suggestions let me know. I'm late applying to the 2010 season for the galleries I usually work with (and whom I adore) but I'm eager to have a show finally after taking such a long break.
Saturday, August 01, 2009
Painting from pictures of people when they look the ugliest--head jutting forward, stomach protruding, slouching beneach bright overhead lighting and naked in mid summer, their skin dappled with the uneven contact of sunlight. The light sends the shadows down their faces, dripping from the sockets of the eyes and out of the nose. I promised the subjects that no one would ever see these photos, and I flip the pictures facedown whenever someone visits.
I have not left Southern California at all this summer. Instead of travel, I've stayed inside during the day and worked until the sun sets and only then venturing outside to tend to my tiny herb garden and to swim slow laps in the pool filled with sidelong evening light.