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Since our retirement and relocation to the Puna District on the Big Island of Hawaii, (where we proudly admit to being "Punatics") my artistic energies have largely gone into our new home, addition of an ohana/apartment, and our acre of land. We have planted fruit trees, built lava walls, dug holes, reclaimed the boundaries from the jungle, and developed the landscaping.

During all this rewarding, hard work, I have wondered in what way the art I had been creating (you can see some below) would transition to reflect this dynamic island life. I have doodled in an art journal as impressions arose, splashed color, scribbled images, words, half-formed raw ideas, inklings of bold color, and fractal-like geometry -- all rather abstract. So, what do I do with all these musings, particularly since it is so VERY different from the art I was creating in Humboldt County?

I have some beginning shapes now and color; it is time to play. I'll try to add some of my thoughts here, for those few who are curious. And, if you'd like to know more, you can email me.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

"In The Beginning Was the Word..."

(NOTE: Someone with an eye for my work over the past few years, may recall a similar piece that was called "In The Back of My Mind." NO...this is not a re-work of that piece. Delightfully that piece was purchased the year it was made. I've included a thumbnail of it...or you check out my collection of "Strange Angels" for more of the story/process of it.)


So, back to "....the Beginning." Some months ago I disassembled a typewriter -- what a hoot! It took days to hack through it, carefully retaining all the parts.

(Some people simply cut off the keys for a cheap and fast thrill. Not me -- I wanted all the springs, and mechanism for future projects.)

As with most of my art, the piece tells a story. In this case, the visual pun plays with the idea of "the Word" as both literal and symbolic concepts. While the typewriter parts/keys suggest letters and words, the baby head suggest an organic incarnation and a head full of possibility. The typewriter keys are form three old machines, but I also included one of my coveted IBM Selectric "heads," and some contemporary computer hardware.

By using a rusty old small animal trap and bike gear I suggest that we trap and process words, symbols and ideas in our head. We then 'tap' them out to the world as messages about ourselves.

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