Saturday, January 31, 2009

Yula Brodskaya is My Quilling Hero



I first came across Yulia Brodskaya in thoughts on style's blog entry on Karl Lagerfield.

Less than five minutes before, Henry and I were talking about paper sculpting. I said, "Who knew rolling all of those little fortunehearts would lead me to love paper sculpture so much!" One look at these amazing PaperGraphics makes me a little heart sick. They are AMAZING! Clearly she has taken the art of quilling, or rolling skinny strips of paper to an entire new level.

In fact, I looked at her other work and said to myself, "Why? Why show anything else." Clearly Julia is very talented in many different design and illustration arenas. But I guess I am a little biased. I love her PaperGraphics above and beyond all else.

Friday, January 30, 2009

ISO Your NYC Favorites


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Early Saturday morning, we are hitting Union Station and taking off to NYC. I wanted to see the Calder exhibit at the Whitney before it closes February 15th. So I didn't fully consider the fact that it is winter and likely to be colder than it has been here in DC. So we should arrive a little before noon to a balmy high of 28 degrees. I think that was right around the same temperature at which I had a mini-panic attack after standing outside for the first three hours of waiting for the Inauguration.

But Sunday promises to bring us a much more bearable 40 degrees. And with that forecast, I can forge ahead and open myself up to a few more places to add to my Google map.

My top priorities:
Alexander Calder: The Paris Years 1926-1933 at the Whitney
Artists' Books as (Sub)Culture at The Center for Book Arts
Second Lives: Remixing the Ordinary at the Museum of Arts and Design

Then on to stroller test driving now that I have had my stroller consultation with the StrollerQueen!. This experience is going to make a great blog entry (or more). It has become a saga. I am not sure that I can write about it until I have finally wrapped my mind around which stroller is for me. And I think that involves getting behind multiple handlebars. I know that all of this sounds completely ridiculous.

Plus food and shops and all things great about NYC! So please share your must-sees with me. (And we will only be there until early Monday morning, so we probably won't hit any big sights. Just short and sweet ones, predominantly in Midtown and below.)

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Karl Lagerfeld, You Make My Heart Flutter



Yes, that's all paper.

And let's not forget the collaborative genius of Japanese hairdresser Kamo. Be sure to check out Chanel's couture show in Paris from earlier this week at Style.com.

Thanks, Alex, for making sure I checked this out!

Whew! A Close Call with The Daily Show



Of all the controversies that have and can be part of church life, this was one of my favorites. Should Amy go on The Daily Show to express her interest in having the Obama's attend our church? Ultimately she decided no. Based on this video, it was probably a good idea. How did that whole clapping scene come about? I must say that the clip is way tamer than I expected. But still...

I wanted to take a quick second to point out that the final house of worship is actually the Synagogue at 6th & I, which is almost directly across the street from our house. My dad is really excited about coming to DC to see Kris Kristofferson there at the end of February. So take a look, Dad. Here is a little preview for you.

Too bad the concert is on the same weekend as Shannon's bachelorette party, which I am hosting in my home. No, I am not going to let my mom crash it. My mom loves a good party. Sorry, Mom! But she knows that I have made this very clear. But we can definitely go to church together on Sunday.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Tip-toeing Back into Business

As I mentioned before, I overdid it on the business books in 2007. I read and read and read. I was determined to make it as an entrepreneur. But I couldn't take it anymore and gave up on business altogether.

I believe that enough time has passed to tip-toe back into this arena without freaking the artist within me out!

The key to anyone going into business is to really focus on what you WANT to do, not what you CAN do. We can all do a lot. But it's no fun to work in a room by yourself if you don't LOVE LOVE LOVE what you are doing. With friends branching out on their own, I suggest a little day dreaming of what would make your heart flutter before hanging your shingle, um rather, printing your business cards.

I like to make things. Not lots of little things, but things. And let's get even more specific. I love to make book arts that convey a biographical story - mine and others. So now that I know that from the last year of playing and creating, I am a little better prepared to pick up my new business resources, which I vow to keep to a tidy little pile. There is a lot of advice out there in the world and trying to consume it all will only drive you nuts. Trust me! (See above.)


Taking the Leap: Building a Career as a Visual Artist by Cay Lang


Craft, Inc.: Turn Your Creative Hobby into a Business by Meg Mateo Ilasco

These are a couple of books that I have on my bed side table - one from the prospective on an artist, and the other from the perspective of selling your craft. I am taking a two-pronged approach - larger fine arts type projects and smaller craft projects, which I hope will provide a broad span of available price ranges.

Plus, I found these great tips online from Design*Source Biz Ladies. Topics include:
+ Public Relations and the Independent Designer
+ Retail tips from Double Dutch Boutique
+ Legal Tips/Reminders for Independent Designers
+ Pricing, Marketing and Wholesale Tips
+ 10 Tips for Wholesaling your Product
+ Production, Manufacturing and Packaging
+ 5 Super Simple Steps for Selling Online

And that's it! Finito. As Henry says, stop reading and starting doing.

Why Henry should thank Meghan


My color selection, as seen above: poppy, plum, beet, rhubarb, grape, curry, moss, pool, lake, night, cement, gravel, khaki, and eco white

Paper Source is having a sale. Several items are being discontinued and the lines are being consolidated. So Meghan and I frequently discuss what is on sale and whether or not we are tempted to stock up. So far, I have resisted the urge to stock up. But today, I realized that I could buy these 5x5s for $2 each. That is a pretty great deal. In fact, they are cheaper than a pack of business cards. So I sort of lost it.

I have a strange shopping dichotomy. I am very careful about everything that I buy and bring into my space. But on the other hand, I like to be thorough. So I am easily tempted to get one of every color available. I know that these two ideas work against one another. Since space has been such a big issue in my life, I usually resist. But today at $2 a pop, I gave in. Once I tallied up the cost in my head, I called Meghan downstairs and told her what I was thinking about doing - buying one of every 5x5s on sale. She told me that I was crazy.

I hung up and looked at the colors. I had attempted to buy a spectrum of business cards during our Christmas employee discount days. But Henry was with me and told me that I had lost my mind. So I put quite a few colors back. But a couple of weeks ago, I was starting a project, pulled out my little business card drawer, and thought Hmmm.... I don't really have that many different colors.



I like to cut up the cover stock to create these little dioramas that I made for Allyson and Mary earlier this summer. I had an amazing collection of construction paper when I lived in North Carolina. It was made up of Peacock Papers. I had a huge accordion folder with all of the colors organized inside. I made countless little cuttings out of them beginning my freshman year with Shannon. By the time, we moved I had a huge yard sale of my supplies and loved treasures. I took a deep breath and put the paper in the pile. I sold my beloved collection for, you guessed it, $2!!! I think selling that folder of paper hurt me more than anything else I let go of that day. Ughh... I was crushed.

So I got off the phone with Meghan and decided NOT to buy one of everything. I put back the Luxe and Stardream cards, just sticking with the matte color palette, which is similar to the beloved Peacock Papers. Although this particular purchase may seem excessive, it is still a great deal. Plus, the writing is on the wall. Since I don't have a grandma in the vicinity, my days of relying on the Paper Source employee discount is limited. (And our discount is NOT 50% off.) So I caved. But I am excited about getting to work with these great colors and making some really sweet treasures.

Please, please, please let me know what you would like to see. I prefer to make something for someone instead of just myself.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Sweet & Sassy Valentines



Sign up for Sweet & Sassy Valentines, which I am teaching next Wednesday night. Let's hope that it will be a much cleaner Wednesday night than tomorrow night promises to be. We will make four fun projects (five if you guys are super speedy), and they aren't the ones pictured above. I, ahem, still need to make my samples. But I promise to do so on Thursday.

Be sure to sign up before Monday, because the class is canceled if it doesn't reach the quota 48 hours in advance.

Sweet & Sassy Valentines
Georgetown: Wed, Feb 4, 6:30-8:30pm

Join us in making this Valentine's Day extra special! Using a variety of festive Paper Source papers and cards, we'll create a handful of valentines decorated with all sorts of embellishments. Play with stamps, embossing, glitter and more as you craft valentines with a personal touch. Whether your sentiment is sweet or sassy, a handmade card shows how much you care.

Instructor: Caroline Armijo
Location: Georgetown
See the store location page for address, phone, and store hours.

This is a Creative 100 workshop -- perfect for beginners and advanced beginners, or anyone wanting an "easy-to-do" project.

Unless otherwise indicated, workshops at Paper Source are designed for adults. Students should be at least 16 years of age to attend.

Price $35.00

Friday, January 23, 2009

More Nursery Planning



I found this great tool online at Floorplanner.com. The IKEA shelf is labeled as a desk, and the crib as a table. But it is pretty interesting to see the layout.



As for the rug, I think that Henry and I both agree on this seasons area rug from notNeutral and available from fawn&forest.



Plus, instead of the soft green curtains, I like these baby pink polka dots curtains from Pottery Barn kids. But I want to make sure that the pink is a hot pink before confirming. I need a swatch in my hot little hand.

Now I need a few splashes of orange, yellow and teal. I can't have this room too pink and green.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Nursery Inspiration

Okay, okay, there is life after the inauguration. Whew! Yesterday was all about art and new projects, groups, opportunities. And today is all about the nursery. I am measuring, taking pictures and looking at the endless purchase options online. Rumor has it that a few special people are planning a shower for me TONIGHT! So I have to leak a few of my ideas. I know that my mom is very eager to find out what they are.

Feel
The room is very small. (And according to Meredith, very cold!) I did know that. So I am thinking of keeping a light, bright neutral palette of predominantly white and pale greens, with punches of bright colors. I want it to be clean, modern, and whimsical.

Plus since the space is SO SMALL, I have to be super conscious of the size of each piece. Plus I have to love it 100%. I don't have a lot of room for error because we don't have any storage space. Urban living with a baby could be one of my biggest challenges yet.

I love the color palette of this alphabet print, featured on one of my new favorite blogs, Ohdeedoh.


Personalize it here from Penny People Designs via Etsy.

Plus I have had this soft green fabric for years! I was thinking that it would be perfect to use for curtains. Although, I may consider getting a second opinion first. But I thought that this sweet little curtain rod from Land of Nod would be a nice way to hang them.


(Although I am still not 100% on these...)

Paint
I am not painting the walls, except for the walls inside of my closet.

I love this color, Eggshell in Chameleon, by Benjamin Moore, which was featured in this nursery in Domino Magazine. I haven't seen a swatch in person, but this is a diving off point.

Crib
A year ago, I would have vowed to investing in the Stokke Sleepi System. But with the economic downturn, I was relieved to find an alternative. After much debate, deliberation, and consultation with friends, I am going with the Da Vinci Alpha Mini Rocking Crib in white.



At one tenth of the price, I can still roll the baby down the hall to Rocky's house when we go over to watch the game. Meredith promises that when they are babies, they will sleep through a hurricane. That is a good thing, especially if he has a lot of money on a game.

"Theme"


I don't really have a set theme, just the feel I described above. Maybe Urban Baby living in Chinatown? Since the bedding is pretty limited for the mini crib, I was hoping to make a skirt out of this remnant I bought many years ago at Printer's Alley in Raleigh. I am pretty certain that it was maybe 2000. I would love to find some more of this fabric, but I have no clue who the manufacturer is. (I am really hoping that Holly at decor8 can help me, please!) Worse comes to worse, I will use it to make a large pillow for a chair and use some solid colors to compliment.


Plus, I plan to keep these paper lanterns and maybe add a few more.


And I love this little jade plant that I salvaged from Grandma's. The owl is quite tender.


I love love love this lampshade I found on Etsy from DotandLine. But I need to check the size of my lamps, which are in mom's attic. Plus, I need two.

Wish List/Major Purchases

+ Ikea's Expedit Bookcase, seen above minus the desk
+ Elfa System for the closet, which will include the changing table
+ A rug... still searching
+ An upholstered swivel/glider (At this point, I'm leaning towards Pottery Barn Kids. But I could be swayed.)

Major Craft Project
Apartment Zero has these great felt wall hangings, which I was unable to find on their web site. With the record below average temperatures. I am inspired to co-design our own wall hanging in a white felt. I will definitely keep you posted if that happens. It may just be today's fantasy.

For a full slide show of some artwork and inspiration...


Okay, that's all I have swimming around my brain for now.

Documenting the Inauguration

I spent this morning catching up on the week's activities. Although I typically write three pages every morning in my journal, I had not written since last Thursday. A LOT happened between now and then.

By the time I started Tuesday morning, I was exhausted. This is why I don't always try to document my entire life. Bad thing is I usually don't write about really important moments because I am too busy living them. Instead my journal is filled with the mundane pondering of day to day life. But this week seemed too monumental to skip.

Three hours and thirty-five pages later, I think I covered everything. Except for yesterday, which was a great day in itself. I will eventually try to include some key highlights from the weekend. I considered taking photos of the pages, but I am pretty certain no one would be able to read my writing. By the time I was finished, I was sobbing. I emailed Henry and told him I was crying. He responded, "Why?" I think that it was one part low blood sugar since it was almost 1 pm, another part pregnancy hormones, and a third of just realizing that I participated in a pretty massive event in our history.

As for journaling, I need to do better by the baby. I won't have this many hours to devote to her birth a week later. My dad kept a daily diary for both me and Alex. Maybe Henry can do the same. Alex's diary is filled with stories of me biting people. Hmmm... Probably not a good sign of things to come.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

My Spot at the Inauguration

I am still really tired after a very long day yesterday, followed by an action-packed day today. I have so many thoughts and observations that I am still trying to process 36 hours later, but I can't manage to spill all of that out here tonight. I am exhausted. But it looks like DC survived this epic influx of people.

I will say that is the most people I have ever been in the midst of in my entire life. The thought of it completely overwhelmed me. I NEVER want to be in a crowd that large again. And everyone was so nice and patient and in an amazing mood. It was unbelievable.

I was standing on the little ledge next to the small building on the east side of the Washington Monument. Thanks for Ryan's Obamania, which lead me to this picture of the crowd. I downloaded the shot of the entire Mall and added a star to show approximately where we were standing.



To give you a sense of the growing crowd... these are the crowd shots behind me as the morning progressed.


A lot of people


Even more people


And even more

And this was our view...

In the far, far distance, you can see the Capitol. In front of it stands a Jumbotron where we were watching the activity, plus a giant scaffolding directly in front of the Capitol. But technically, we could see the Capitol. It was just a few miles away.

And to my right,

stood a second Jumbotron, which was a little closer. It looked more like a small post-it note versus a postage stamp. The sound was much better than at the Concert on Sunday. So we could hear everything without being that close to an actual video screen.

With over three hours of walking and many freezing cold miles later, we somehow made it to a random cafe for lunch and on to Henry's office. Despite what the radio said, we were able to do both the inauguration and the parade. We made it to the office right on time for the parade, which was delayed for at least an hour. There was great excitement when the Obamas left the warmth of their car and walked down Pennsylvania. But they took refuge again by the time they made it to our block. But not so for the Veep. They stuck it out well past 13th Street.


Note the Bidens walking down the street near the end. You can see Jill Biden's red coat from 12 stories above Pennsylvania.

And for all of my photos of both the inauguration and the parade...


There are a lot of pictures, but you should try to stick around for the parade. Not because they are any good. But because a lot of people abandoned the parade route by the time the marching bands rolled through. After a long day outside in the cold, I imagine that they deserve all of the support they can get.

Monday, January 19, 2009

On The Mall on Sunday



I really need to get to bed asap for any remote chance that I will make it to the Mall tomorrow. I will provide a full update on the general festivities later on this week.

Friday, January 16, 2009

Click for Clutter



Click for Clutter could be my favorite new blog! After all of the blogs that are essentially just about buying new things, it is pretty fun to vote on what Darryle Pollack should do with her accumulated stuff. Like the above quilt, which she bought off of eBay. My vote - toss it. I don't love the patterns. If it was beautiful, that might would have beat out the lack of sentimental value. Let it go now, girl.

I can see how this concept is addictive. It's almost like you are voting via phone during an episode of Clean House. In fact, I can imagine a show like this popping up on the BBC!

I plan to keep voting. I would be tempted to attempt this on my own. But I would rather just give a bunch of stuff away than actually ship a package. For some reason, shipping is a huge stumbling block for me. So I will just live vicariously through Darryle.

Welcome. I’m Darryle Pollack. Click For Clutter is my New Year’s resolution for 2009–a commitment to clear out the clutter of a lifetime. I’m drowning in clutter and I’m desperate. So I am sorting through all the stuff I’ve accumulated for decades– from the most mundane items to a mink coat. Every day, I will post something and tell the story behind it. And everyday you can vote.
Should I:
KEEP IT?
TOSS IT?
GIVE IT TO YOU!

If you want something, write a comment and tell me why. I’ll select someone who asks, and send it for free.

I am making a public commitment — so I can’t procrastinate. If I don’t do this now, my kids will have to do it later. This blog is a work in progress, as I sort through my accumulation of clutter and figure out what to do with it. The VAST MAJORITY of my clutter is not posted, and will be DONATED to charity. What’s posted here daily is the overflow–items of value or interest. I hope some of the stuff I’ve saved will go to people who will appreciate it more than I have. I need your help to make it happen.

So consider this a public service. Keep it simple. And Click for Clutter.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

20 Weeks Down

Today marks my 20th week. That means this little pregnancy journey is half way over technically, give or take when this babe wants to enter the world. So far so good. Other than a cold I caught over Christmas, I really haven't been sick. Except the day I switched my vitamins and almost threw up in the shower. But I managed to make it to a rice krispie treat in time to tide me over until I had finished cleaning my body.

Sarah sent me this great blog entry from the New York Times about why people try to scare mothers to be. I don't know that people have really tried to scare me. But I have had at least three people tell me in the last month that motherhood was way better than they ever expected it to be. I had every intention of posting this incredibly sweet video of Silas cooing at Taylor. She is one of the mothers who reassured me. And Kimberly with baby Theo. And my most recent new-mom friend, Lauren with baby Ziggy. Check out these reassuring words from Lauren: "You are really going to love being a mom, Caroline. I love it and you know how freaked out I was."

So at the beginning of the half way point, I must admit that I am going into this without any major expectations. I have found that I have to take things one step at a time. There is a reason you are pregnant for nine months. Way before I got pregnant, when pregnancy was just a vague idea, I thought that I would be anxious and not able to wait for nine months. But that's simply not the case. I am going to need most of these months to prepare physically and mentally.

One weekend, everyone I met was talking about what they had learned from a certain book. Mid-way through a party, I had to sequester myself from any new parents. When smart people have babies, they read lots of books. I had not even bought a book yet. And I think that I was around 10-12 weeks pregnant. (Okay, I had checked out two from the library.) I have warmed up to the ideas of books. I have a few that I flip through and a couple of others on my shelf that I am saving for March, a little closer to my June 4th due date. I can finally look at the birthing sections, but I am in my fifth month. I haven't even considered reading any kind of parenting books yet. Whew!

Over Christmas, we went to a Babies R Us. I walked down most of the aisles to check out all of THE STUFF. I left completely overwhelmed, again, knowing good and well that I do not want all of that plastic crap in my 1005 square foot apartment with no access to storage. Three weeks later, I was able to walk through the baby section of Target without breaking into hives. I have a strategy - borrow all I can. That way I have to give it back once the baby outgrows it. Otherwise, stay true to my life motto to be light. If I can fold it flat or it is small, I will consider it. If I am not 100% sold, then I can't buy it or don't want it. This attitude has spilled over into the rest of my life. It's like pregnancy has created a self-induced spending freeze. But this will prove to be a challenge when you consider the baby showers. I am sure there will be another blog entry about that.

But here I am at 20 weeks and I am getting ready. Last week I went to the physical therapist for my scoliosis and received some pregnancy targeted exercises for my back. And I HAVE been doing them. Today I bought the Baby Bargains book. And, yes, I have that nesting urge to clean out everything in this apartment and get ready for a baby. I think that this phase could be Henry's favorite part pre-baby.

But I think that my greatest sign of hope was a blog entry from Amy about adolescence, a thought I only have if I really want to torture myself. Sounds like things are going well for Amy so far. That's a relief.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Just a Few Days to Go + Mr. Pei Update

I just looked down and noticed that I still have my Paper Source badge on my sweater. I think that is appropriate based on the feelings of the city over the last week. When I walked in this morning, there was a few heated conversations about how the locals are on edge. Fortunately for me, I am on there for four hour shifts, so I never fully experience the pains of a very long day on your feet, trying to help people the best you can, despite how they feel walking in store.

On Monday, I was on my morning walk and decided that I wanted to check out why the entire street was closed off. I was pretty certain that someone important was coming. With the missing cars, the streets were quiet. All you could hear were the click of heels as people made their way to work. A guy on a bike rode by and said, "You know who's coming. Obama's coming." It almost seemed metaphoric. It was like we were all quiet and waiting for someone to come in and save us from this horrible mess of an uncertain future and economic strife. Our knight in shining armor.

But he never came up to F Street. I noticed a presidential caravan down on Pennsylvania and realized that they had blocked out a second path way, which they never had to take. I don't know who was in the caravan, but I have never witnessed this additional precaution.

For anyone who lives in DC, strict security and additional precautions fill our lives these days. Listing of street closures, bridge closures, advisories to prepare like you would a hurricane, the list goes on. So I think that people are ready, nervous and excited. One of the most excited people I have talked to this week was Mr. Pei, my Tai Chi teacher.

During my first trimester, I was too hungry to make it to Tai Chi. By the time I had my energy back, I had to spend every chance I could working on my tobacco project. But I have committed to regularly attending Tai Chi once again. I have even started eating lunch much earlier just to make sure I can make it through the hour without starving.

Last week, I announced to my Tai Chi class that I was pregnant and that's why I was gone. While my classmates were excited and asking me questions, Mr. Pei did not flinch. He continued to talk about heart, mind, soul, spirit. Tracey even told him in Chinese that I was having a baby. After class, he told me that doing Tai Chi would make my baby even more beautiful than me. So I think that he got it. Fortunately my growing belly will remind him over the coming months.



Yesterday I asked him about his birthday. Last January, we celebrated his 87th birthday. We missed his 88th birthday, which is good luck in Chinese*. But he cut me short. He didn't want to talk about his birthday. He told me, "The President sent me a card." He was so proud. He pulled out his little card case and showed me the top plastic card with his name printed on it. It was a card from the Democratic National Committee. He then continued to tell me that "Tai Chi also means change, just like the president." And with that he smiled. Now if we can get everyone to practice Tai Chi. I am certain that Mr. Pei hopes so.

*According to Wikipedia:

Eighty-eight (88) symbolizes fortune and good luck since the word 8 sounds similar to the word Fā (发, which implies 发财, or wealth, in Mandarin). The number 8 is considered to be the luckiest number of all in Chinese culture and prices in Chinese supermarkets can often be found containing many 8's, See Numbers in Chinese culture. The Chinese government has even been auctioning auto license plates containing many 8s for tens of thousands of dollars. The 2008 Beijing Olympics opened on 8/8/08 at 8 p.m.

88 is used to mean "bye bye"; Found in Chinese-language chat, text, SMS, IM. 88 is pronounced in Chinese Mandarin language as "ba ba" ("bā bā" to be precise), simulating the sound of the English language farewell "bye bye".

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Goodbye, Coosje



I was very sad to read the news of the recent death of Coosje van Bruggen. Henry sent me the NY Times Obituary this afternoon, which I reprinted below.

I spent a great deal of time studying Coosje van Bruggen and her partner, Claes Oldenburg as part of my project, Art and Play. They were a great example of collaborators. In fact, I love the story included in her obituary about her response to the trowel sculpture Oldenburg created for her. What a way to get someone's attention.

Coosje van Bruggen, Sculptor, Dies at 66
By CAROL KINO

Coosje van Bruggen, a critic, art historian and artist known for the colorful public sculptures she created around the world with her husband, the Pop artist Claes Oldenburg, died on Saturday in Los Angeles. She was 66 and had homes in New York and Beaumont-sur-Dême in the Loire Valley, France.

The cause was metastatic breast cancer, said Andrea Glimcher, director of communications at PaceWildenstein, which has represented Ms. van Bruggen since 1990.

Over three decades, Ms. van Bruggen and Mr. Oldenburg created more than 40 public sculptures for parks, urban centers and museums. Typically, each piece depicts a monumentally sized object that often comments archly on its surroundings, like the giant up-ended “Flashlight” (1981), 38 feet tall and installed at the University of Las Vegas, or “Bicyclette Ensevelie” (“Buried Bicycle,” 1990), a mammoth bicycle that appears to be half-buried at Parc de la Villette in Paris.

Although their projects often engendered controversy, Ms. van Bruggen always adopted a matter-of-fact approach to persuading civic governments and mayors to embrace them.

“I’m the daughter of a physician,” she said in a 2006 interview, “and I always feel that every piece is a diagnosis.” Ms. van Bruggen was born on June 6, 1942, in Groningen, the Netherlands. While she was growing up, her father, a doctor, held a weekly salon for writers and painters at the family home, and she and her siblings were encouraged to participate. She went on to study art history at the Rijks University of Groningen, obtaining a graduate degree in 1967.

That year, she became an assistant curator at the Stedelijk Museum in Amsterdam, working with environmental artists like Doug Wheeler, Larry Bell, and the members of the Dutch avant-garde.

“I belong to the first Conceptual generation,” she told Artnews in 1990. “I was involved when Jan Dibbets dug up the foundations of the Stedelijk and Ger van Elk made a sidewalk out of bathroom tiles. I wanted to push the parameters of art.”

Along the way, she married her first husband and had two children.
In 1970, Mr. Oldenburg, the Swedish-born giant of American Pop, arrived at the museum to install a traveling retrospective, and Ms. van Bruggen, 13 years his junior, was assigned to help. Although Mr. Oldenburg was smitten, their initial meeting went badly.

“I had a lot of anti-American feelings,” Ms. van Bruggen told Artnews. “I thought, ‘Here is a typical imperialist American artist.’“

Their courtship didn’t take off until 1975, by which time Ms. van Bruggen was divorced and teaching art history at the Academy of Fine Arts in Enschede.

Their first collaboration came in 1976, when Mr. Oldenburg was commissioned to rework “Trowel I,” a 1971 sculpture of an oversize garden tool, for the grounds of the Kröller-Müller museum in Otterlo, the Netherlands. At one point, Ms. van Bruggen recounted later, “Claes said, ‘I made the trowel for you.’ I said, ‘It is not for me, and I don’t like it!’ ”

At her urging, he changed its color from silver to the bright blue of Dutch workmen’s overalls, and placed it where the garden became wild parkland, to underscore its function.

They married in 1977.
The next year, Ms. van Bruggen moved to New York, and they began working together in earnest.
Although critics often looked askance at Ms. van Bruggen’s participation in what was often perceived as Mr. Oldenburg’s work and sometimes even refused to credit her, the couple maintained that theirs was a true collaboration. They conceived their ideas jointly, but he did the drawing while she chose the colors and handled the work’s fabrication and siting. Ms. van Bruggen often described their working process as “a unity of opposites.”

At her instigation, too, they branched out into indoor installations and performance. In 1985 they collaborated on “Il Corso del Coltello” (“The Course of the Knife”) a performance piece in Venice, Italy, with the architect Frank Gehry, whom Ms. van Bruggen had met in 1982, when she was on the selection committee for Documenta, the important contemporary art show in Kassel, Germany.

Ms. van Bruggen maintained an independent career as a critic, writing monographs on her husband’s early work as well as that of Bruce Nauman, John Baldessari, Hanne Darboven and Mr. Gehry’s design for the Guggenheim Bilbao.

Together with Mr. Oldenburg, Ms. van Bruggen has been the subject of nearly 40 exhibitions, the most extensive of which was “Sculpture by the Way,” a 2006 retrospective at the Castello di Rivoli Museum of Contemporary Art in Turin, Italy, which later traveled to the Fundació Joan Miró in Barcelona.Ms. van Bruggen became an American citizen in 1993. In addition to Mr. Oldenburg, her survivors include two children, Paulus Kapteyn of Jersey City and Maartje Oldenburg of London; two grandchildren; and three siblings: Dirk van Bruggen and Hanneke van Bruggen Rous, both of Amsterdam, and Jaap van Bruggen of Katete, Zambia.

The couple’s final project together is “Tumbling Tacks,” to be installed in May at the Kistefos Museum, in a former paper mill on the banks of a river near Oslo. The sculpture consists of four 18-foot-wide thumbtacks that appear to be hurtling down a hillside toward the museum.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Art, Books, and Creativity



I was just cleaning off my desktop when I discovered a really great resource I downloaded months ago from the Arts, Books, and Creativity curriculum featured on the National Museum of Women in the Arts web site. It's a pdf of how to create several different book formats. One of the featured formats includes instructions for a tunnel book, which I some what attempted with Tony's book.



When I was moving my studio, I realized that I have several different copies of instructions for a wide range of book formats. I seem to keep taking variations of the same classes over the last ten years. One of my to do items is to put all of these directions into one binder.

Following is a description of this great program. Be sure to check it out and introduce it to your favorite teachers.

Art, Books, and Creativity is a yearlong arts curriculum developed by the National Museum of Women in the Arts. ABC provides meaningful arts learning experiences while highlighting the natural connections between visual arts and language arts. ABC is a model for integrating the visual arts into the core curriculum while maintaining a specific focus on the contributions of women artists to our shared cultural history.

The ABC curriculum promotes visual literacy by developing students' skills in observation, reflection, and arts creation. The curriculum unites visual art and writing through the creation of artists' books, an art form especially suited to linking imagery and language.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

"I thought you knew."



Somehow this week became all about my body. It was just all by coincidence, but I guess timing fell into place for getting me in tip top shape for a busy year. I had my eyes checked, teeth cleaned, attempted conversations with my phone nurse (?), a little preventative therapy for my back, and my favorite, a massage from Kate.

Kate is an excellent massage therapist who has quite a bit of experience with prenatal massage. I was pretty lucky to still be able to lay on my stomach without any problem. I have scoliosis, so I tolerate a lot more back pain than most. But once I push things too far, I end up in a lot of pain. Her massage was just what I needed right now. As Kate said, massages are more than just a luxury; they are necessary as part of your wellness plan. If you live in the Madison, Wisconsin area, I suggest that you make her part of your wellness plan.

I was quite excited about meeting Kate because she was the recipient of the book I created for Ben. He told me that she loved it, but you know how guys are. Everything is abbreviated. And I think that Ben is pretty generous in his descriptions. But this was my first commissioned project, so I was just so curious to hear what she thought.

Within minutes of meeting Kate, she told me all about how she loved the book. She said that it spoke right to her and mentioned a hard experience that she had had in the last year. I had no idea. So I was quite stunned to learn that she had totally read in that one little phrase so much of what she needed to hear. It was quite remarkable.

In making the book, I felt a little gun shy. I looked through several of my images from magazines the week before. So I had an idea of what I wanted to create. I knew that I wanted to use hands because she is a massage therapist. And I knew I wanted to reference travel, Asian influences, and green lush areas. But when it came time to make it, I sat there with a collection of teeny pictures and waited and waited before I finally got to work. Then it just all came together like it flowed through me.



I also usually get a little mantra in my head that I say over and over again. That is how I come up with what I write. I had this same experience with the tiny bell jars piece. I also have an incomplete project in my head for Penland. That piece says: "Next time I see you, my hair will be gray." Maybe that was just my body making peace with my unknown future path.

So I am really intrigued by this idea of creating these little meditative works for people. I think that there is real power in them. But I don't know how to start... I just need a little kindle of something for that person. It is almost like the perfect gift. It reminds me a bit of being some kind of messenger. I've always had a very strong intuition, which Henry and my mom say is my little touch. So I am excited about being open to the idea of somehow combining that with my art work and using it to help others. (Any thoughts on how to begin this exchange? Etsy? Hmmm...)

The most intriguing part was that throughout our conversation, Kate used the words "your calling" at least two or three times. I couldn't help but notice this after beginning a new small group session on our call at church on Wednesday night. Welcome to Epiphany.

PS - Notice how I am looking for a studio partner in my blog entry about the bell jars! Wow! I am excited to have found Stuart!

Friday, January 09, 2009

The Actual Parade Route and Vendor Map



On a more positive note, this is the parade route. Plus it indicates bleachers for seating, pedestrian crossover points, and the vendor locations in case you need your Barack Obama t-shirt.

I told Henry this morning I didn't know if I was going to the Mall to attempt to see the Inauguration or if I was just going to focus on seeing the parade. I told him I was worried that you would get trapped on the Mall and not be able to cross Pennsylvania once the parade began. He thought the parade was from the White House to the Capitol, but as the map confirms, it is from the actual inauguration ceremony to the White House.

I hope that when this is all said I done, I can spell the word inauguration. I think that I finally got it with that last attempt. Okay, enough for today.

Yet Another Map and a Sample of the Insanity



I still think my car is safe, but read this set of rules I received this morning as part of a conversation about opening the studio on Monday. Mather Studios is located at 9th & G, so just a few blocks away. After reading this, I think that people can leave our building whenever we want, but can we cross H Street? Is this like some kind of war zone?

The following information was received from many sources.
Unfortunately, some of these sources conflict one another -- so please
err on the side of caution.

1) SECURITY ZONE
The Mather Building is within the official security zone.

--> Beginning Monday, January 19 at 9:00am, the area will be fenced
off.
--> Starting Tuesday, January 20 at 5:00am, the area will be swept by
the Secret Service -- NO ONE WILL BE ALLOWED OUT OF THE BUILDING until
at least 8:00am
--> The security zone will be cleared by Wednesday, January 21 at
9:00am

It is REQUIRED that you bring a photo ID with you when traveling
within the security zone. There is a small possibility that unless
you have a government-issued ID with 916 G Street as your address, you
will not be allowed back into the security zone if you leave it. The
building cannot issue letters stating your residency -- they will not
be accepted as proof.

There is no street parking nor vehicular traffic in the security
zone. Cars parked in the area outlined by the map at http://tinyurl.com/7d58lq
will be towed. It is recommended that you move your car to an
outlying Metro stop and park your car if you need to travel outside
the security zone on Monday or Tuesday.

2) 24-HOUR SECURITY
The Mather Building will have a security guard in the lobby during
the time of the security zone (Monday, 9am - Wednesday, 9am). No one
will be allowed access into the building unless they present a key fob
or are escorted by a building resident presenting a key fob. There
will be NO exceptions.

3) VENDORS ON G STREET
G Street between 11th and 7th Streets are official vendor sites --
the street will be filled with merchandisers and possibly food carts.
We have no control over this situation -- please be aware that noise
is expected in the street, and there will be an increase in litter.

4) NO ROOF ACCESS AND CLOSED WINDOWS
Although the building has not yet been contacted by the FBI,
neighboring buildings have been told that no roof access will be
allowed, and that all windows must be kept closed. It is recommended
that all shades or blinds be drawn.

5) MORE INFORMATION
Washington Post (with detailed maps): http://voices.washingtonpost.com/inauguration-central/
DC Government: http://www.inauguration.dc.gov/.
Presidential Inaugural Committee: www.pic2009.org/.

We will send out more information as it comes to us. Thanks.

Thursday, January 08, 2009

Countdown to Sheer Chaos



Am I reading this right???

I have spent the last five minutes curled up trying to make sure I am absolutely certain that I can remain in my parking space throughout the upcoming apocalyptic event, also known as the Inauguration. According to this map, I live just on the upper edge of Ground Zero of this historic event. I am a tad bit freaked. How would you like 4 million people to visit your neighborhood?

I last drove my car in early December. I can't even remember why. But once we bypassed driving to NC for the holidays, I decided that I would not move my car until after the inauguration. I even reconsidered a trip back home and on to Atlanta once I realized that I would only have three days to find a parking space before the lock downs begin.

Then on some blog or web site last week, I saw a map that restricted all vehicles up through K Street. I live on 6th Street between H and I NW. I am parked on I Street between 5th and 6th Streets. So this map sent my wheels spinning. Where could I take my car in refuge? I had no idea. I was thinking about parking at friend's. My mental list included Jason, Taylor, Hmmm... that was as far as I got. (If either of you read this, I am sure that you will be a little surprised.) Then Lisa had a great idea to ask a neighbor to see if she was driving in to town. So I have asked her, but with no definitive response yet.

But this most recent news... it almost seems to good to be true! I mean, I am stunned that my little block is just one block outside the bounds of these parking restrictions.

# I Street, NW from 23rd Street, NW to 11th Street, NW
# H Street, NW from 23rd Street, NW to 3rd Street, NW


I do have a new song that I started singing to my parking angels a la Madonna's Open Your Heart to Me. So far it has worked. Could it have also carried over to the inauguration? Granted, this has been my plan for the last seven weeks, but it is such a huge relief that my car can stay put for another 11 days, 2 hours, and 11 minutes (according to the Inauguration Day 2009 web site). Just to be safe, I am printing out the list of closures and having an officer double-check it for me. If plans change, Jason and Taylor, I may come calling.

Wednesday, January 07, 2009

3-D DIY Paper Craft Keepsakes from Canon



Been to the Sydney Opera House but couldn't find the souvenir of your choice? Someone grabbed the last snow globe at the Leaning Tower of Pisa?

Great news! Canon has a countless supply of paper crafts online, including over thirty architectural wonders from around the world. These mini master pieces are ready for your to download and print (on your Canon printer) for free. I am sure that you don't have to have a Canon printer to play with these paper sculptures, but I am pretty certain that it would be a lot easier to print out using their instructions if you did.

Enjoy!

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Penland School of Crafts Summer 2009 Catalog



I was feeling a little depressed after today's eye appointment and the melancholy feeling grew when I pulled the new Penland catalog out of my mail box. I immediately recognized the artist Béatrice Coron's work on the front cover - a glorious paper cut of Penland with people working in all of the little studios dispersed across the North Carolina mountain side. She has been on my list of artists I want to study with for well over a year now.

I openly accept and hope that I can't make it to Béatrice Coron's class, The Cutting Edge, which she is teaching the week that I am due. But if I were you, I would seriously scrape together all of your vacation time and spare change to spend the two weeks cutting with her. Penland was the very best experience of my life, next to getting married. I am hoping the birth of my child will top that this spring. But still, GO! Seriously. I have no idea why I waited to ten years to go. Don't make the same mistake that I did.

And if paper cutting is not your thing, then you should carefully spend time looking at all of the descriptions and find something that makes your heart flutter just a teeny bit. Think of it as an investment in "your heart, soul, mind, spirit," as Mr. Pei says. Each class describes the welcomed skill level, so you have nothing to fear.

And if you do go, please email me so that I can look at all of your pictures/blogs/updates online. I am sure that I will be a little busy, but still incredibly interested.

Monday, January 05, 2009

Losing My S

Mom called me today to see how my speech went yesterday. I had to present a Song of Expectation. I am not the most seasoned public speaker. And I should have known that I was headed for trouble when I felt weepy on about three different occasions during the morning service leading up to my part. They were all pretty standard stuff, like passing the peace. I am sure that there were a few people thinking who is this person and why does she have tears in her eyes.

I inherited the ability to cry at the drop of a hat from my mother. On the other hand, I have been known to be a little detached and able to hold things together. When we were freshman, Shannon liked to say the country song "She Never Cried When Old Yeller Dies" was about me. So I am not always a complete mess in life. But with the increased level of hormones, I was primed and ready for crying. Plus my cold from the last week also had my sinus open and ready to flow.

As I gave my tiny little speech, I considered looking up mid-stream and thanking my hormones for making me so emotional. But I kept my head down and somehow made it through. Usually I am much better with speaking, but for some reason announcing to a room full of people that you are pregnant is a little overwhelming. I made it back to my seat, only to want to crumple and sob in the pew. Henry and I exchanged a few notes about why I was crying. My only answer was "I am pregnant and you have a gazillion extra hormones surging through your body."

Eventually I asked him to leave the room to find me a tissue. I had a huge gathering of snot on the end of my nose. Uggh! What a wreck. The irony is that as part of the three essays for my tobacco project, I wrote about growing up at my childhood church, I was allergic to the dusty brown shag rug. Each Sunday I would find myself trying to not lose my snot before the end of class. Sorry, I know that is really gross. But the irony was not lost on me. Maybe I should have left that memory buried. Forget being totally open and honest in your art.

When we left Sunday's service, I told Amy that I was not speaking again until after I gave birth. Later, I thought of one way I would consider another pre-labor appearance: If I could leave the stage through a hole in floor and then be wheeled out in a large black box by a huge entourage so that no one can see me. Just like Prince at all of his concerts.

I do have a few upcoming workshops at Paper Source. My cut-off date for teaching is St. Patty's Day until resuming again in the fall. I am pretty sure that I can keep it together as I talk about setting eyelets, embossing and double-sided tape. At least, let's hope.

This is my speech from Sunday. On the surface, not a real tear-jerker. Oh well...

As we enter 2009, I can say with great confidence that I will accomplish at least one of my New Year’s Resolutions – motherhood.

Late this spring we are expecting the arrival of our first child, a daughter, who is also the first grandchild for both sides of our families. When I told my mother I was expecting, she seemed shocked. I asked her if she had given up the hope of being a grandmother.

Needless to say, this baby represents renewed hope, excitement and an abundance of love for our families. Just like the promises written in today’s passage of Jeremiah and the promises shared throughout Advent.

Plus I imagine that once she arrives, our daughter will bring a lot of hard, but meaningful, work.

I selected “This Will Be Our Year” as a song that represents Henry and I entering into this New Year and extremely different phase of our lives. After eight years of marriage, we forge ahead together on this life-changing journey called parenthood.

Saturday, January 03, 2009

Song of Expectation

Tomorrow I am supposed to present a song of expectation for the final week of Advent. (Well, I think that it is the final week.) I don't have any idea what I am going to say yet. But I was selected because I am expecting. So I am sure I will say something about that.

My original selection was Three is a Magic Number from Sesame Street. But I had to quickly rule is out because the song covers the multiplication tables of three, you guessed it, three times.



My second criteria was that the song was short. It is always a little awkward to sit through a long song in a service like that. Especially with all of the pressure of it being MY song, my increased elevation of hormones, and previous my history of crying regardless of the occasion as long as it included music and ceremony. So I went through based on the length of time and found a great little number: This Will be Our Year by The Zombies.



I feel a little awkward about being responsible for having "The Zombies" printed in the bulletin. So whatever I say has to be good. At least the timing of the song is relevant to the New Year.

Friday, January 02, 2009

Old Patterns Book for Ben



I created this book for Ben, as my first commissioned book art project. He gave it to his sister Kate, a massage therapist. Hence, the hands to the left side of the collage. I love making these little books and this is one of the types of projects I plan to sell on Etsy or The Big Cartel sometime early this year.

The handwritten text reads: "tear free from old patterns & cages" followed by "spread your wings" in the centerfold. Perfect advice for the new year.

Thursday, January 01, 2009

A New Year's Recap

Today feels like Saturday. And I woke up feeling hungover. Since I am pretty certain you can't get hungover from ginger ale, regardless of how fancy it is, I sat up and realized that my cold had moved from one side of my head to the other and traveled down to my lungs. Maybe that means it is on the way out. Or I prolonged it from all of that singing and dancing last night with Ike, Laura and Khoa.

It took me a while to warm up to the idea of the DJ. Thankfully people can't smoke in the bars in DC or I would have never made it. The party horn that sounded a lot like an elephant with sinusitis was almost too much to bear. (I had to give her a look, which didn't work.) But I jumped on the back corner of the bar, moved the little stools and got into the groove. A few odd moments of the night included Ike and Laura taking pictures of my stomach. Who knew so many people would want to pose with my barely-there belly? I also realized one of my bad habits of anticipating what someone is about to say and say it to them before they have a chance, when I congratulated Roman before we left.

Don't worry - Henry and I weren't the only families present. There were lots of kids passed out on the couches, which most be one of the luxuries of celebrating New Year's in a hotel bar. We had a lot of fun at Adour located in The St. Regis. I will have to tuck the family-friendly atmosphere away for a few years from now. Although I am pretty certain that these families went back up to their rooms and not out in the freezing cold trying to flag down a cab. Or make the huge mistake that I made by heading for the circus of New Year's Eve on the Metro.

I am pretty certain that we have ridden the Metro on New Year's Eve, but none were this memorable. I am not exaggerating when I compare it to a circus. There were six guys sitting in the front car. One was flipping on the bars and swinging around. Others tried to emulate, but could not quite make the perfect acrobatic moves. So they bounced back and forth to their drunk friend who was puking behind the little wall. They would lay on the ground and pose for pictures. When we made an incredibly long stop at Metro Center, I almost panicked. I noticed a guy laying on the stopped escalator with his head right were you step off. What? I think that if you were drunk, maybe you could go with the flow a little more. But I started to fear that this guy would stumble onto the typically empty front car, have a rough encounter with the circus guys, and fall on me. Fortunately that didn't happen and the train started moving before I got to the point of total freak out.

We made it home safely and have had a lovely day full of dim sum at Mark's Duck House, plans for stroller shopping, clementines and another world-like experience at eMart, followed by an afternoon of football and chicken wings. I am in my pj's by 8pm and already have a massage scheduled for next Thursday afternoon. Seems like 2009 is off to a great start.