Tag Archives: travel

Space Visions

These postcards feature my version of somewhere in space, very far away…that I would like to travel to in my starship.

They were done in March, 2018.

Out There

Let’s travel.

Artist trading cards, November 2017.

Travel by Car

Two tiles made in October 2017 featuring cars. One shows cars entering Route 309, a few blocks from my house.

The other is a carload of people en route to somewhere and I’m betting they are hoping to arrive soon, it being obvious the car is crammed full and people might be getting tired of the close quarters. Do I see some glum faces?

The tiles are 6″ x 6″, Velvet underglazes on commercially-made white low-fire tiles, fired at cone 06.

Landscapes and Travel

These paintings were done in May, 2016 – each one is 12″ x 16″ on panel, painted in acrylics.

Both feature fields and nature combined with small man-made objects – truck or trains. I am not sure what got me into the idea of juxtaposing transportation and expansive fields, but I do know I did both of these paintings at the same time, so there was obviously some thread there…

Truck Toiling Along the Turnpike in Pennsylvania

Sure, you could tell all that anyway, just from the picture, right?

I did this little drawing as my husband drove us west along the PA Turnpike in fall, 2015, on our way to Pittsburgh for our son’s wedding. I get nervous on the highway and doing things like this helps me focus my thoughts elsewhere. It’s just a little thing, this drawing, but I thought it captured the effort a truck has to make making its way through the hills and mountains of western Pennsylvania.

I added the color later, and then tore it out of the notebook and pasted it on this recycled cardboard postcard that I had painted in acrylics.

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Drawing With a Pen #2

These drawings were done from photos I took on a train trip to Washington, DC, earlier this summer. One is of the platform in Philadelphia before we boarded the train. The other one is a scene coming into the city. I think I enjoy looking at “behind-the-scenes” views like these more than visiting national monuments or most museums. I think if I could have toured the second location, I could have spent some hours there. Especially if they had let me climb around on some of these structures…

Scrawling a Picture or Two

I bought a whole box of 8″x10″ birch boards and prepared them all with gesso. My intention was to paint a lot of small pictures using photos I took during the Sunshine Project or more recently as the inspirations.

I was thinking to try to be somewhat literal – meaning to follow the photo as closely as I could. In this way I am revisiting the location and the moment that I took the photo and evaluating the experience of being in that place. It is a good way to think about the small moments in everyday life that can get overlooked. This lesson is something I am trying to take forward with me from the Sunshine Project.

Things did not work out as I had thought, really. The part about taking time to absorb an experience is very valid, but the way I was going about it was maybe not quite right for me. I was once again reminded that I value my painting life for its lack of direction and structure. For the idea that what I paint does not have to make sense. I felt a bit trapped.

Still, what I also learned was – using the photos as a starting point and then adding or subtracting or amending made a good way of working. When I thought about things, I realized that once again it’s all in my attitude about the process. It’s up to me to decide how it goes. When I came to this conclusion, balance seemed to be restored to my art/painting/memory process, and I was happy.

Anyway. I started off a group of four paintings by quickly drawing in the outlines of shapes in black paint on the white background. I liked the way this looked. I think I would like to try painting with some watery acrylics later on.

Here is the finished foursome. Each painting has a meaning to me – they are all directly drawn from my everyday life.

Train Trip

About a year ago I made a train trip to Pittsburgh to visit my son. I spent the trip glued to the window. And I took notes in my little orange Rhodia notebook, though not with any real purpose in mind – maybe I thought it might jog my memory when describing the trip to my family and friends.

I thought of making a zine out of it because of a friend – a zine-maker herself. The trip seemed like a good fit for a zine. I was further encouraged by a visit to the Carnegie Library of Pittsburgh, where there is a great zine collection (I eventually submitted mine to the library and it’s now in their collection).

Now a friend has posted it on the little orange notebook’s blog – she is the editor and a wonderful artist herself. Take a look if you’d like – the whole text is published. And if you want an actual copy, let me know and I’ll send you one.

Thank you to Stephanie, the Carnegie Library of Pittsburgh, and Katie!

And here’s a picture, not of a train, but of one of the things I really enjoyed on the trip – the buses in Pittsburgh are all different colors, and I loved seeing them moving around the city…
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Quest in a Book

Here is another artist book I finished not too long ago. It’s a discarded children’s book from the library – I glue pages together to give them some weight and then paint and collage them. Finally, I write text to fit the art on the pages.

The pictures appear next, and then below it I have written out the text of the book.

I love this kind of project. I can use my art and writing in one place. I just really like doing that.

Carefree Lighthearted Travel Outing

Well, I never knew I had somewhere to go
but my feet stepped out and I took to the road

Passed through a town full of pointy-roofed homes
craned my neck looking up from the street

Highway called me, wide open sky
long quiet miles, sunburned and wild

Tree-shaded side road, a good resting spot
for two old friends who don’t need to talk

Shadowed by the hills, blue in the dusk
side road marked by a single white tree

Who goes here, and who wants to go?
The avenue bends, and I take its hint

Rolling fields and vivid sky, a shy wave comes my way
I pass down the lane and move beyond the valley

Hot bright hills and a tattered paper sky
faint dirt track leads me to the landscape’s edge

Tree-lined boulevard splits a purple night,
guides my feet with the help of the moon

I wave good-bye to those who continue
My feet are tired and I’ve come off the road.

A Journey

Here is a story about a project I did that required the help and participation of quite a few people for me to accomplish it. And it’s one that has meant a lot to me, because it involves my favorite people and the place where I feel most happy, other than my own home – the public library.

In April of this year, I visited my son in Pittsburgh, where he is living right now. I took the trip on my own and traveled by train from Philadelphia – a seven hour journey. The trip made a big impression on me. There was an unending progression of interesting sights from the train window, and then I spent 4 days looking around Pittsburgh, some of it on my own and some with my son.

One of the places I visited was the Carnegie Library of Pittsburgh’s main location. I particularly wanted to go there to see their zine collection. Some time earlier, a student in one of my collage classes introduced me to the existence of zines. I found the idea fascinating, that I could put together my own publication. Inspiration as to what to do, though, evaded me, and the idea of trying my own remained something just in the back of my mind.

Then, my son gave me some zines he bought at a zine fest in Pittsburgh – and I learned of the CLP zine collection from researching the authors of those zines. So, as a result, I found myself spending an afternoon reading selections from the collection. Just a wonderful experience, I can’t tell you. There are very interesting people are living in this world and I’m glad that some of them are writing or drawing and creating these works.

After I went home, I thought about the trip, and I consulted the small notebook that I had kept notes in for the trip – I had done this with the idea of doing something with the information, but figured mostly it would just help me remember what I saw when I told my husband about the trip. I realized my notes made a story – and then I realized, here was my zine idea.

So I set to work, wrote it all, put pictures of my notebook pages in it as well, and made painted covers. I sent them to friends, both ones I see in person and some who I know only through my mail art activities. I took my courage in hand and inquired as to whether the CLP would like a copy. Yes, the answer came back! So I sent it off to Pittsburgh and imagined it in its place in the collection there.

I received many nice comments on my work – in one notable instance, the husband of one my mail art friends wrote me a postcard saying he’d read her copy and that he traveled the same way I did, looking out the window and enjoying the everyday sights right outside. (He said that if we ever traveled together it could be difficult, because we would both want the window seat!) You can see that I felt very satisfied by the whole experience.

But there is one more thing to tell. This last weekend my husband and I visited our son (traveling by car this time). On the Friday afternoon, October 25, we went to the library to visit my zine. We couldn’t find it at first, looking in the Travel section. Then – we found it, displayed in a special spot as a new zine! For everyone to see it!

So, I want to thank Katie, Andrew, Hector (and all the others who read my zine, including Diane and her sister), Jude, and Bob for how each of you made such a nice experience possible.

If you want to know more about the Carnegie Library of Pittsburgh’s zine activities, here’s a link.

And here’s another post I did about my trip to Pittsburgh – about their very attractive city buses!

And, if you want a copy of the zine (It’s called “Mom Takes The Train to Pittsburgh, Has a Great Time, and Then Goes Home”, email me and I’ll send you one.