Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Texture, Patina.. Oh, My!






if you adore texture...
like I do, then
St. Augustine
is 
a place you would want to put on your
list.. 







this is one of the oldest cities in
the country..
it was continuously inhabited
from 1565
though not with Brits
so it doesn't count
officially...

but oh, my..
dear readers, it has so much to offer..






the beach was pristine...
and the weather was splendid...







the blue sky
was dreamy...





and we enjoyed our stroll...







collecting shells 
and deciding to go into town...









Old St. Augustine...
and dear reader...
I will apologize for falling in love with a tree...

believe it or not, not the oldest tree...
I saw that Live Oak too...
but this one is spectacular...








and I took a few ...ok... 
many 
photos of the tree...







I admit, that they have stolen my heart...






and the church wasn't bad either...







these trees, 
become ecosystems
where all manner of species thrive..
ferns, Spanish moss, bromeilads, squirrels, air plants, and in this case a rubber plant ..
and of course bugs of all kinds...








we stepped across the street and found the gates to the 
old city...
and as I said, there was so much texture and age...









such patina, that I couldn't keep myself from touching
walls and gates and stones...






the town bounced back and forth in time
with French and Spanish ownership...

imagine waking up one day to find that you are now a subject of 
Spanish Rule and you must convert to 
Catholicism  or loose your home and lands...


so the city looks like both
New Orleans, and Santa Fe...






This great photo was taken by Mr. LDV... I stole it from his phone.. 



there were hidden gardens and courtyards...








and did I mention texture?

this is a wall of a building.. below..






it was a paradise...


Old City Wall, photo Caterina Giglio






for this artist
anyway...


I have so many photos that I will have to split your travelogue
into at least 2 parts...

hoping that if you are freezing
somewhere north of us, that you find warm photos appealing...


C4N!




Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Studio Tour and Vignettes





we are 
all 
voyeurs...

there is just something about the nature of the human spirit
that desires to know
what goes on behind closed doors..
to see thru the windows of a house at night..
to know the untold story...













I think for artists, 
the studio is that personal place
that we most want to view..

we want to know, to see, to understand the creative process..
and though no photo can really give us that information...
we feel as though we can catch a glimpse of it
in viewing that sacred space..


 if you are like me, 
there is no studio that I do not like...
 I find each one most intriguing...

if you have not guessed by now, 
gentle reader, this will be a longer post...
so this is your libation warning...

if you have been following "the sweet life" for a while...



Before
 studio right after new carpet... August



you might remember that the moment we arrived at our new home..
we were lucky enough to stop a flood in progress in the room that was to be my new studio..
I had chosen the guest room with the pool bath..
and the leak in the bathroom
was pretty devastating..

the carpet was ruined but we managed to save the wood floors in the rest of the home...

.... it took months to restore

and so I have been shooting photos for you, over time..
different days and time periods, so you will see the growth...




After
After.....same shot as above but taken last week... this is the table where my art journal lives in the middle of the room, because I work on it continuously...




the movement of things... new shrines and collections...
some things are still in boxes and I have several things to frame...
but it is improving...
and changing...


of course the nature of the studio is change...
nothing is static in a place that must be comfortable in 
Chaos..









no matter how large the space...
I always seem to be able to fill it... 
it is amazing how 

I manage to collect things that speak to me...
and inspire me...







Pilar Pollock heart milage and Neva Gagliano's photograph...


I found a little grey flat file above that my studio goddess
watches over... it is nowhere near as functional as the old steel case file
that I had in Fort Collins, but it functions better than the old
chest of drawers in the other guest room that is also filled with papers...








and I finally found a large bookcase so I can start collecting books again..

I had to pare down my collection to what I absolutely needed...
and what I couldn't live without...
anything about Leonardo Da Vinci made the cut...
along with 
Sibella Court..








and anything old and crumbly
moved with me as well...


"this is the place of creative incubation.. At first you may find nothing happens here. But, if you have a sacred place and use it, take advantage of it, something will happen."
Joseph Campbell





Seth Apter's wonderful Pulse of Mixed Media on display..   "Muriel Babies,  Assemblage shrine, Caterina Giglio



the shelves are a magnet for treasures of course,
and one of my most precious pieces of art...
the little Dia De Los Muertos shrine 
above 

that I made a few years ago
for a collaborative show at 
TWO GRACES GALLERY


"every artist dips his own brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures"
Henry Ward Beecher








and a small dish filled with mini sea stars...
starfish,
heart rocks and an arrow...
small treasures..









because they 
live with tiny books...
about Joseph Cornell and the Book of Hours...







and a tiny glass book that I made a few years ago...
above










This photo above was taken a few weeks ago as I was working on
my latest article for Sew Somerset...
making collaged fabric quilts 

stay tuned for that...



and then...
There is the walk in closet...
at least one side is ready for a photo shoot...
well.... mostly...








this side houses my online shop..
the boxes and shelves keep the work from the light and safe from
harm in the studio...











of course I need little shrines here too..
and lots of storage..
which is all full by the way...



"the aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance."
Aristotle







a studio is more than just a functional space..
it is place where function intersects with creativity...
and creativity cannot thrive without inspiration...




"without the studio, however humble, the room where the imagination can enter, cannot exist.'
Anna Hansen









a shot below of my new painting shelf, which I love...
I captured the table below which is opposite the table with the large Fleur..
on a day when I had just put all my print making supplies away...
it seemed a good time for a photo...










This is the first time I have had a studio that is not painted white...
I know many of you like to work with color..
but I find it too distracting..

for me, I find that I live and work more productively in a serene environment...
My mind is constantly moving and I have way more ideas than I have time to work...







the studio is...

"space for the spirit to breathe"
Rainer Maria Rilke


Works in progress, on the painting wall..






 I can fit several boards on the shelf 
and hang them on the wall to work
more easily in series...
and there is ample room below to add another shelf unit for more paint
in larger quantities..




"my studio begins at the art store, I imagine all those paintings trapped inside the tubes of paint."
John Ferrie






and room for more rolled papers...
in my antique bin...







I know I have more papers packed somewhere!





which is next to the sliding glass door 
that takes up most of the wall on that side of the room...
and 

I would only put up with it...
the lack of wall space, that is ...

because...

I have a rather nice view...



even in the winter time...








I hope 
dear voyeur.. 
kind followers, favorite artists, friends and lurkers

that you have enjoyed the little tour...
perhaps you have seen something you remember ..
or something that inspired you too..
a tiny glimpse perhaps...


I am off again
for a little trip, this time to St. Augustine
....
thank you in advance of your kind remarks
and your faithful readership...


ciao, ciao...




Thursday, January 15, 2015

Art Journaling, Selfies and the Power of the Pen





normally
in January, I post every journal entry of my
art journal, all 12 two page entries..

this year however, I decided that I would
just catch you up with
my pages... 


since I am woefully behind...


Je Suis Charlie... My first ink pen..



and since I missed three months due to
packing and moving
and the unfortunate flooding...


I thought I would share with you
the cover and frontispiece of  my journal...

and if you have been following my blog..








you will remember that I got this 
journal some years back at a flea market...
it was in great shape









and has enough pages for anther year..
and I still have not 
started the cover, but that will come in good time..

November pages below...
about allowance and going with the flow...







ingredients: walnut ink resist on book pages, gesso, acrylic ink, colored pencil, paper ephemera, chalk  pen, pencil.





Detail from November pages, Caterina Giglio



December was very busy...
travel and new beginnings...
holidays and welcoming 
a new grand baby..

a joyous month...



December journal pages, Caterina Giglio

ingredients: transfers on gesso and painted pages, wrapping papers and ephemera, pencil, stabilo pencils, and cardboard



Detail December journal pages... Caterina Giglio



December was filled with good food, chocolate and champagne..
my one weakness..



Detail December pages, Caterina Giglio




and 
January brought us
hopeful thoughts
of a bright future...

so
we were all stunned by the murders
in 
Paris...

My January pages have traditionally been marked with my self portrait..
and this year was no different..
but I dug through my boxes to find
the first ink pen 
I bought as a teen..
and gave it a prominent place..






ingredients: French paper ephemera, writing paper ephemera, watercolor paper, Stabilo pencils, colored pencils pencil


sketching from a photo I had taken
I realized as I was collaging the French papers to the page
that I was wearing my gigli
know also as a French Fleur De Lis..

we must
remember always..
the pen 
is
mightier than the sword...




below my 2013
self portrait...








and my 2014 Self Portrait...





"The face is a mirror and the eyes without speaking confess 
the secrets of the heart.."

St. Jerome



xo