Stopped on a long solo hike along the Wissahickon to sketch. I pulled out my paint set, but alas! had no brushes or water. What's the survivalist artist to do? I found some pine needles at my feet and fashioned them into a brush, then poured the remains of my coffee into the lid of my cup, and painted some coffee brown into the trees.
Later on at a diner, with an interminable wait for service, I sketched out some "Sprouts" drawings. My daughter showed the game to me- start with 9 dots, connect 2 dots and add a new dot on the new line, dots can only have 3 lines touching them, lines cannot cross. I was trying to figure out if there was a maximum number of moves. I think it might be 26. Then I was thinking about exponents, fibonacci series, and fractals for an upcoming residency project....
I accidentally shmeared some ketchup on the placemat while I was drawing. Napkins and placemats are the best place to draw.
This blog will be an effort to document my thoughts and experiences in studio work, art criticism, and community education in the areas of fibers, color theory, screenprinting, and art education. Please respect my work and link back to me if you use any images and feel free to comment. I am a fiber artist from Philadelphia, teaching at Fleisher Art Memorial, and have recently completed my Masters of Art Education at Tyler School of Art, Temple University.