you would see, the biggest gift would be from me.***

My former professor/thesis advisor and friend Hannah Barnes used to always say (to me. Presumably she’s still saying it, just to other students now) “College is about finding your friends.” Meaning, not just the people in your class/dorm/etc, but your art-friends. Research artists who’s work you like, see who they looked at/hung out with and look at them, and see who they looked at/hung out with and look at them.*

Doing so has helped me not only to be more aware of the world in which I’m living, but has also given me an ‘in’ to the Conversation. Rather than being That Person, the one who jumps blindly into conversations, blurts out the first connection she’s made, embarassing herself and everyone around her, I’m able to listen, think, and every once in a while, join in. Looking at other artists who’s work is really interesting to me has also helped to pinpoint certain trends/interests/directions in my work that might not be apparent in isolation.

I recently had a conversation with another artist who, after expressing an appreciation for figurative “realistic” paintings and a dislike of conceptual art, said “I’ve been told that’s narrow minded, but I’m not. I just have an opinion.” And while I lovelovelove all the art he was talking about hating, I had to respect his view. I sometimes worry that I make ‘friends’ too easy. Even the art I don’t react to on an immediate gut-grinding-I-LOVE-YOU level, I can usually find something to appreciate in the history or philosophy (and even sometimes lackthereof) behind it.

Fastforward a few days to another conversation with Jen, wherein she mentioned her Top 3 Living Artists at Whose Feet She’d Like to Sit. As she told me hers, I realized that if pressed, at that moment I could come up with several artists who I enjoyed, several more who I reallyreally loved and only one that was still alive (Ann Hamilton).

Whether it’s an argument or interview or even just plain conversation, I always find the right thing to say about ten minutes after the fact. “…OH. That’s what I should’ve said. Damn.” So, for my own benefit, knowledge and just in case the question ever comes up again, I’ve thought, run, and thought some more and put together my list of three** Living Artists At Whose Feet I’d Like to Sit.

Tim Hawkinson

Ann Hamilton

Janine Antoni

Miranda July

Check them out. Like ’em. Or hate em. I could wax poetic about any one of them for another four large textblocks, but you’ve been with me this long, so go, run, explore the internet.

*thank you rabbit-hole that is wikipedia
**well, four. Three and a half really as I really just love Miranda July’s brain. And writing. And, okay, her art. So it’s four.
***And the card attached would say?

things seen and not heard.

New stuff!

Just finished a few illustrations for a story in Miami University’s literary magazine, Things Heard and Not Seen by Eileen Bordy (gig thanks to my friend Kasey). Unpaid, but a nice bit of exposure and validation. The story itself is full of some great grotesque descriptions, and anxiety.

Work over at Sean’s is on a bit of hiatus, as Sean and Katie spend a few weeks at MassMOCA installing ‘Ruse’. (you can read about it, as well as see some installation photos over on MassMOCA’s blog here). Unfortunately, due to the complications of work,adulthood, rent-paying and an impending family vacation (which I am quite looking forward to) I was unable to go. Qué será. You can’t stay away forever Mr. LeWitt.

Speaking of impending vacation, been trying to get as much done before leaving, putting together some proposals, taking a page from my man Morandi, and working on a monster-image-heavy post to make up for two solid text blocks of self-serving whinging.

turnip study, watercolor.

“Pay For Soup/Build A Fort/Set That On Fire”

Fort is done!*

And everyone lived. And there is to be much merriment in the near future.
But first! Picture blast of the last week or so plus a few of the finished piece.

cubes waiting to be painted. Most notably in this picture, though are the lovely, lovely corner clamps that allowed these to come together in minutes

My first day in the museum, and the first time seeing the big structures. (and an Alvin!)

Sean, mapping out the wall painting

first layer on the wall painting and arch

Sean and Katie adding the final touches to the striping on the wall, plus the arch side that became my focus

Wall painting done. And beautiful (as seen from child-height. All projected patterns were done from low to the ground)

The arch done (fairly.)

Coming together! This was the last view I had before I had to leave for the weekend for birthday festivities in IN.

Speaking of birthday things, check out the sweet early b-day present from my parents- my own drill! (the hole saw's not mine, but looks hilarious on the end of my tiny 12v drill.)

<–and as a bonus, from the people who brought you such riveting cinema as ‘Paint drying on a wall!” and “Waiting for my cat to do that cute thing he never does when other people are around!” it’s…..The exciting flush-trim router bit!!

Pulled together for the preview! Check out the beautiful textiles Emily made and the frankentree, thanks to Zephyr. (photo courtesy of Sean Foley)

By the way, the orange glow you see is solely from the fluorescent paint under each lip. Thanks to the fumes, I'm pretty sure I've lost Math, but it was totally worth it.

Working on the project let me meet some awesome people, learn an INSANE amount of stuff and I can’t wait for the next project. Onwards and upwards Wonder Factory!

 

 

*tentatively. Still some final touch ups. The public opening is Jan 1st.

validation in the form of repetition

After a month of Darger-esque life, with APCMAB days and hermit-like nights, I’m doing art things!

(I mean other than watching Art21 by myself and reading about William Wegman outloud to my cat)

Not getting paid a damn thing and loving it entirely. Last week I was accepted into and started the Wexner Center’s docent training program, which combines my love of arts and community education and also getting to the Wex for free on a weekly basis.

And this week I started working as a studio assistant for Columbus artist Sean Foley. This evening I repetitively sanded the edges of plastic squares for two hours and, and I say this with absolutely no irony, loved. it. I’ve missed this strange little world.

People Who Make and Do Neat Things-Kathleen Ryan

People who Make and Do Neat Things is a monthly interview in which each interviewee is asked five basic questions (who, what, where, when, why) and asked, not only to find an answer but also the question they wish to answer.

This month we get to hear from Kathleen Ryan, a senior painting major at Ball State University. Kathleen’s highly personal paintings combine elements of abstraction and image as well as tactile,textile elements, exploring the space between painting and sculpture.

by Kathleen Ryan

WHO are you?) I’m a work in progress.

(WHAT do you make?) I make greeting cards and wall warmers/decorations, or so it’s been suggested, I prefer the term ‘art’ though. My work varies a lot from representational to abstract. I enjoy experimenting with ways to abstract the figure, but mostly I use materials in different and “crafty” ways [i.e. sewing/weaving paper or fabric, suspending a painting with thread within a painting, or using materials and textures to trick the eye about the surface of the work.] I think it really lets me experiment with materials, color, form and texture, which are some big things that draw me into other artist works.

(WHERE do you go when you’re sleeping?) When I do dream I often forget them so I don’t really know. Sometimes when I wake up [or right before I fall asleep] I have solutions to my works I’ve been trying to resolve or new ideas. I’m glad that some part of my brain is always working, even if its in my unconscious.

(WHEN do you work (on your art)) I’m always working! The content of my work often comes from personal experiences. So I guess even when I’m not physically working on a piece (which seems rare), I’m preparing for future work by living… or looking/reading about art related things… or planning, I’m usually a big planner but I always leave room for “happy accidents” or complete change of direction in a pieces.

(WHY did you go into art?) I started to make art because that’s what every little kid does. Some how the school systems/society beats it out of us probably because they don’t support the arts as much as they should. I think I loved art and kept with it because I had a difficult time as a young child processing what was said to me and speaking coherently; art was a way for me to express myself and my frustrations which I would do for hours at a time after school usually refusing lunch. Yeah, I was that serious about my art, even at the age of 4. I guess it just became a part of me, and how I processed things, so I’d still be making art even if I didn’t got o school for it.

If you are an artist or person who makes and/or does Neat Things and would like to be interviewed, email your name, what it is you make or do and a sample haiku* to crlynch2 (at) gmail (dot) com.

*optional

In which I set forth a resolution to join the 21st century and get my life together.

Genny from Gordy’s Fine Art and Framing spoke to the Fine Arts League about being a professional working artist this evening, stressing the importance of blogging especially.

So this is me, resolving to update my resumé, photograph my work beyond sophomore year, and keep the blog updated, and start doing grown-up art things. Huzzah!

Started a new project today, to be known as the Goodwill project. The rough idea: buy a painting from Goodwill A, alter it, donate it to Goodwill B where I buy painting #2, alter that, donate to Goodwill C, where I buy painting #3, alter that and donate back to Goodwill A. Return to Goodwill B, try to find painting #1, repeat process three times, resulting in three paintings, photos, documentation and the worlds longest run-on sentence. Should be a good time.