Evil Quilt Studio

Yes, you did read that correctly. While researching the quilt making world I came across quilter Boo Davis, who has an attitude for design and color I love. She's an art director for Seattle Weekly, does illustration and Ozzy is her man. Her company is Quiltsryche, and Boo says she likes to make heirloom quilts just like your metal-loving, half-blind Grandma would. Here's where you can find her. Those art directors like to stay busy.

Emergency Clown Nose

It works. I meant to include this in yesterday's posting. Found it in the fabulous Curatorium on Wickenden Street in Providence. If you aren't close (believe me it's worth the drive) it can also be found online here.

The Red Cardinal in the Backyard

One tiny red pillow in a living room. A dash of paprika. One red word on a page. The red cardinal in the January backyard. The potency of red. It's usually what I throw into a painting or layout when I'm struggling. It's the exclamation mark that very often moves me forward. So often when I'm trying to find the answer I get worn out and that's exactly when I need to shout. Sometimes just a small scream is all that's needed. Here are some lovely little shouts- Bracelet by Pia Wallen, Shoes by Asa Westlund, Red Geraniums by Andrew Wyeth and Emergency Clown Nose by Rosie Cole and Lloyd Brant.

Throat clearing at my new studio

I just started working in my new painting studio. Trying to make it a daily practice to get in there. To keep a rhythm going with whatever it is that's starting to pop up. The beginning is always the hardest for me. The fluorescent lights have gotta go but I love the neighborhood. Roseberry Winn Pottery, Jenna Goldberg, Beehive Kitchenware are a few peeps down the hall. The work for Trafford Restaurant is beginning again and here are the early attempts to bring together a few ideas. Not sure where it's going, but that's always the best way, yes?

Poem for Monday

 White Over Red by Mark Rothco 

I Wrote A Good Omelet
-Nikki Giovanni

 I wrote a good omelet...and ate a hot poem...
 after loving you

 Buttoned my car...and drove my coat home...in the
      rain...
 after loving you

 I goed on red...and stopped on green....floating
      somewhere in between...
 being here and being there...
 after loving you

 I rolled my bed...turned down my hair...slightly
      confused but...I don't care...
 Laid out my teeth...and gargled my gown...then I stood
      ...and laid me down...
 to sleep...
 after loving you