A Stitch in Time.

A Stitch in Time.

A few weeks ago I got to hear an artist talk by the talented performance artist, Coco Loupe that was everything you want an artist talk to be; interesting, inspiring, humbling and reassuring all in one. In it, she mentioned her ‘daily practice’ which really struck a chord with me- Most of my current projects are either long-term, collaborative, wrapped up in about 12 layers of CONCEPT or some combination of the three. While it’s all work I’m really excited about, I’ve been having a hard time the past couple of weeks maintaining momentum. I think my own lack of ‘daily practice for the sake of daily practice’ is the culprit.* It’s like playing an instrument or running- warm-ups take more than zero minutes and they certainly aren’t interesting, but they do make a world of difference, especially, in the case or running, in longevity.

All of which is to say that the night before I succeeded in living for a quarter of a century found me with a 1987 planner passed on to me by another talented woman I admire, and a longing to just make something pretty. Or, not even pretty- just to make something barely beyond the realm of doodlery for no other reason other than “it feels good.”

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‘a stitch in time’ Cat Lynch, mixed media/

Why a timezone map? Because the lines made by the zones were interesting and the colors pretty. Why cut them out? Because Sunday I wanted to cut something up. Why weaving, why sewing? Because the rest of the week I felt like putting something back together. And I wanted to make art while watching ParaNorman.

Of course, because I’m still me, this is merely the beginning of a series, and of course there are Rules;

-They will be small
-They will be arbitrary
-I will only work on them during the week/evenings and save weekends for working on bigger and better things
-I will not be upset at how they look in the end.

Another idea came up during Coco’s amazing artist talk- the idea that one must make lots of crap to make things that aren’t crap. I believe one artist present mentioned a “10% rule”? (Meaning that for every 10 things she makes, maybe one will be good). By that logic, there’s a chance that, should I continue to stick with this, by this time next year I’ll have 5 good drawings.
That ain’t bad.

 

 

*well, that and the fact that it’s Christmas time and I have a mental age of 10.
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New Work- Form, Function and Full Fall

New Work- Form, Function and Full Fall

New Work!

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‘Form Ever Follows Function’ by Cat Lynch, cast tracing paper, thread and wax, 2012

Somehow managed to just barely finish my piece for Junctionview Studio’s Booby Show. The show/raffle/good-time begins October 6th at 8pm and runs until midnight. Not only will you be able to check out an entire show about boobies, you can feel morally superior about it as well as the event is a fundraiser to benefit breast cancer care and research.
Ta-tas and do-goodery, Huzzah!

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‘Form Ever Follows Function’ by Cat Lynch, cast tracing paper, thread and wax. 2012

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‘Form Ever Follows Function’ by Cat Lynch, cast tracing paper, thread and wax. 2012

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‘Form Ever Follows Function’ by Cat Lynch, cast tracing paper, thread and wax. 2012
(detail)

Also been slowly, but surely working on getting my act together. The main problem to chronic overcommitment is that when something sidelines you for a few weeks (like, say, a vocally devastating plague) you realize just how few hours there are in the day to get anything done. Now that the Booby piece is done, I can focus on the Northam Park Museum, the October workshop at CMA (someone signed up!), my pieces for Open Door’s next two shows, the postcard collective Fall exchange and the Top Secret November Project (more to come). Oi.

The good news is that it’s fall in Ohio. So even though I’ve got a fairly full plate, there’s a chill in the air, sweaters and scarves have been unearthed and pumpkin everything is  everywhere. And it is good.

Teeth and Funerals; anxieties explored. (also a t.t.b. update)

Teeth and Funerals; anxieties explored. (also a t.t.b. update)

Remember that mysterious, shaky photobooth photo of a work in progress posted back in, what- June?

Tada!

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‘By the (cold)sweat of my teeth’ Cat Lynch, watercolor and thread, 2012

Finally finished after way too long dragging my feet.

Also, finished the first in what I hope to be a series of 25 funereal bouquets:

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Cat Lynch, watercolor, 2012

I spend years of my life scoffing the work of ‘fruit and flower’ painters (a lá Janet Fish) only to find myself painting bouquets. I keep telling myself that I’m sacrificing- that it’s all for the sake of my dark idea, that it’s all really, very conceptual,that it just happens to be about flowers- but really they’re just flowers (so far). And I’m quite enjoying them.*

Speaking of making things, I’ve decided to go on a Tuesday Top or Bottom (ttb) hiatus, at least until the Outside/In opening is over.  I realize that it’s only a once a week obligation, I realize that it’s not really even an obligation (that anyone’s holding me to) and I realize it’s the height of vanity to assume that anyone other than me notices when it’s not there. It is, however, a Thing To Do By a Certain Time, of which I have more than enough and about which I may be panicking a bit.
Does this mean I’m not going to post at all until then? Doubtful. (The boyfriend and the cats can only listen to my ramblings for so long). In fact, knowing me, I’ll probably find two pieces of are that are perfect for each other and forget that I’ve decided to shelf ttb for a while and post anyway.
I just have a tendency to take on too many projects and Things and have learned to give myself permission not to Do them so that I may breathe at regular intervals. And if something’s gotta be put aside, I’d rather it be writing about art, instead of making art.

 

She said at the end of a wordy log.

*(What’s next- existential bowls of fruit?)

 

navel gazing on a sunday eve.

Have you ever seen that video of Jackson Pollock working? The one that alternates between shots of Jackson dancing around a giant canvas wearing these giant boots and slinging paint like an extra in a Kurosawa film, and shots of him staring all squinty-eyed and cigarrette dangling out of his cool slash of a mouth? I don’t even like Jackson Pollock that much and what I take away from that short, grainy clip is ‘Wow. Jackson Pollock is a total bad ass.’

Come August, when I too have reached new apogees of fame and my own process is documented, I wonder-

Will people watch the way I work-  that is, sewing in unwashed sweatpants while watching crap television on my computer and  singing the same Joanie Mitchell song on repeat while slowly painting things too small to be filmed- and feel the same sense of wonder?

totally the same.

Probably.

New(ly finished) Work! – The Life and Deaths of Mary Todd.

New(ly finished) Work! – The Life and Deaths of Mary Todd.

The Life and Deaths of Mary Todd, Part One. Cat Lynch. watercolor and thread, 2012.

 

The Life and Deaths of Mary Todd, Part Two. Cat Lynch. watercolor and thread, 2012.

 

The Life and Deaths of Mary Todd, Part Three. Cat Lynch. watercolor and thread, 2012.

 

The Life and Deaths of Mary Todd, Part Four. Cat Lynch. watercolor and thread, 2012.

 

Jumpin Jeeminie, it’s another BCR Collaboration Update!

Jumpin Jeeminie, it’s another BCR Collaboration Update!

Before meeting up at the Herot last week, Beth said “Old Lady feets (our codename for the drawing in question) is looking Realgood.”

And she was! And then I hacked her to bits.

Drawing 3, version 6 (...i think? my naming/record keeping for this project is less than stellar)

close up of the paper mechanics- pushed in...

...and pulled out

For having started out with a completely impulsive action (cutting out the eye for the previous drawing), the piece ended up being pretty connected to other projects going on/the current Body Criticism chapter/my brain in general. You’ll have to live in suspense, though as I spent the day working the Wonder Room at the CMA’s Family Day f0r Columbus City Schools  and open the Paneradise tomorrow.

Enjoy this instead. Way more entertaining than mah yammerin.