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In Pursuit of Art and Happiness… The Mini Museum and Rocaterrania

I mentioned that last weekend we went downtown for the new show at AVAMLife, Liberty & the Pursuit of Happiness
October 3, 2009 – September 5, 2010

“The quest for human rights and the search for personal fulfillment, as proposed in the 1776 American Declaration of Independence, provide the starting point for this international exhibition. Works by the last surviving descendant of the Tsars of Russia, Iroquois Indians, French Revolutionaries, illegal immigrants, Algerian War veterans, Guantanamo Bay detainees, Holocaust survivors, incarcerated prisoners, African-American civil rights activists and Iraqi doctors are among the 86 visionary artists to be featured.”

It was, as usual, a joy.  Many emotional and touching pieces. Explorations of freedom– what it means, and what images it conjures for each of the artists. The artist who was the last surviving descendant of the Russian Tsars chronicled his adventures on shrinky dinks. :) Two of my two absolute favorite encounters of the day were related more to the freedom we have to be outrageously creative, even to create our own world and reality.

First, the incredible genius  (in miniature, no less) that is Richard McMahan.  (A great site on him.)

Here’s from the Raleigh City Paper–

McMahan’s Mini Museum exhibition features over 1,300 miniature paintings that are replicas of the world’s finest art, some of which now reside on canvases no larger than a postage stamp. Miniscule Egyptian tombs, cave drawings, and handmade furniture are included as well.

McMahan is a resourceful artist. Most of his collected paintings have been copied from photographs taken for National Geographic. So while he may not have gone far to see them, the paintings, and by extension McMahan’s work, represent the creative process and all its varied journeys. Examined from this angle, McMahan’s work is extensive not only in its scope, but also by way of its impact.

Take for example the work of Pablo Picasso. National Geographic decided to write a story about his work. A journalist and cameraman were dispatched. When the piece went to print, it traveled to homes across the United States. One of the magazines wound up in Richard McMahan’s hands (He owns every single issue of National Geographic from 1939 to the present). McMahan was captivated; he read the story and studied the photographs. He took his brush and did his best to recreate the artwork. He completed his rendition and kept it in his home. This process was repeated hundreds of times for various painters.

I am not sure how many pieces AVAM actually had in the display… there was a WALL of them… A sampling that gives a taste of R.M.’s talent and single minded focus to represent for himself and others these pieces of work which he feels are important/noteworthy.  It wasn’t just the sheer presence of so much TINY ART, which was enough to make me twitch with glee… It was the obvious and obsessive care and craftsmanship that went in to this collection.  His tiny reproductions are pretty fanatical in their quality and accuracy.   I loved this comment made by him on another blog which made the statement “McMahan’s sculpture work (the “twigs” in the second image are carved pieces of wood) is wonderfully exact.”  (Here is the borrowed image as I could not find another.)

The artist himself responded–

Richard W.McMahan said…
Hi there to everyone in cyber~space who have questions about my show I just want to give a clarification on a comment made on this blog about one of the paintings in my show,the question was asked about the twigs in one of the works at the mini museum show,Well those are not carved,they are tree roots that I found in my back yard,I had to find some that were small enough for the project,I usually make everything from scratch because I make everything from paper & cardboard as well as other things before they go into the trash,the artist who did the work in question used real twigs & other found objects for his work so that’s what they are,I hope you will enjoy the show even more after knowing this bit of information because I get a lot of questions about what everything is made from.

Love.

Remember  that AVAM shows art  by “outsiders”, folks who are untrained formally but chock full of  the muse, determination and indomitable creative spirit.  He hand-makes the frames / display after the ones of the original pieces as well.   Painstakingly Glorious.

My only complaint was that there were maybe 2- 3 shelves of them that were way above eye level.  So,  while one definitely got to appreciate the prolific scope and amazement of the mini-museum,  I wanted to really look at them.  I read that at another show they displayed his artwork with magnifying glasses.  That would have been really appreciated.  It’s really just crazy-beautiful.  Here is a nice little documentary on Mr. McMahan.

Second on the wow-o-meter was  New Jersey-born illustrator Renaldo Kuhler, who created an imaginary country universe called Rocaterrania, somewhere between the border of New York and Canada.  He created it’s entirety –it’s past and present, culture, society, language, alphabet…

“Fantasy is like fruit and desert, and reality is like meat and potatoes and green beans, or beef stew.  Something like that…”

These two pieces are not really representative of the bulk of his work shown…. The details of this invented and imagined culture are stupefying.  Journals that depict the gorgeous hand-drawn alphabet, sketches of street lamps and ornamentation on the buildings, a re-creation of his desk and part of his work area…. There was a wonderful drawing of the Rocaterrania Sewage Treatment Plant which was exquisitely “prettied up” to make beautiful the messy business thereof.

There is also a documentary on Mr. Kuhler which they were showing as part of the exhibit and which could be purchased a the museum store.

He spent most of his working life at the North Carolina Museum of Natural Sciences, making painstaking portraits of various animal species, though he was primarily a self-taught artist.  He claimed that art-school was a disaster for him as a younger man and that he learned more about drawing “by talking to an art teacher in a barroom.”   Amen.  Also, “I would prefer to be known more for my scientific drawings than my imaginary country,” he says, “but I don’t have any objection. Either way is fine.”

Indeed.  I recommend that you should stop by and “meet” his work if you are local.  I loved the new show and our family will certainly return–  I could spend another few hours just exploring the work there of these 2 artists.

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It’s the little things….

Call it Miniature-itis, Fi-FI-Fo-Fum Syndrome, Obsessive Compulsive Tiny Hysteria….  It is a pathological weakness for all things tiny.

It is age-old.  No one is safe.

Lots of my friends and loved ones are similarly afflicted.  I like that.

It’s a gift, I think.

The girls and I got our miniature-freak on with Althea Chrome of Bugknits.  The National Museum for Women in the Arts had her there for a lecture and workshop, and we were lucky to be able to spend some time with her.

What a crazy-lovely woman.

The workshop that followed the talk was part of the museum’s Role Model Workshops, which “brings area teens together with women who have achieved success in the visual, literary, and performing arts and other areas of creativity. Visiting artists serve as role models and mentors, offering career information and guidance and leading hands-on activities that encourage creative self-expression.”  She taught this group of girls how to knit, and was so patient.  We’ll be keeping an eye out for more of these programs there at the museum.  Really great!

She is so sweet and captivating and full of life.  It was a joy to hear her speak in her lecture about the process and history behind each of her teeny tiny works, and I can’t tell you what it was like to look at them in person.  AHmazing.  To see such craftsmanship and concept applied at such a minuscule scale.  It makes my brain hurt.  Rosie was even hypnotized…. She asked some pretty great questions too.

The scuba sweater, the City-Country sweater and socks, and the Truth and Wisdom Kimono were three that were particularly fascinating to hear about.  They have such great design work in them– which is so SMALL, and then they also tell little stories, with symbols and illustrations from times or events of her life.  It was also fascinating to hear the stories about her work for Coraline.  The long process she went through arriving at what was finally the sweater.  You might imagine that something so small would be easier in concept– but the design and material challenges are wonderful.  I imagine that it is part of the fun for her… making it work and then making something that goes beyond that to beauty and amazement.

Marigold and I could not resist some of her needles and patterns which you can get on her site.  We have a mini cardigan and pair of socks to make.  If I make it through without scratching out both my eyes, I want to make her Queen Elizabeth sweater too.  I have some other BIG ideas of other big that I might like  to try TINY as well.  It’s a little addictive. :)

It was so funny– ( paraphrasing) ” People make 3 assumptions about me– that I am crazy, that I have really small hands, and that I have excellent eyesight.  None are true.”

She mentioned an interesting looking new book coming up called the Culture of Knitting which she’ll be appearing in.  I am hoping on big things for she and her tiny masterpieces.  See if you can catch her teaching or speaking sometime.  She is a fascinating artist, woman and parent–you’ll fall in love with her too! She’ll be at the Guild School in Maine this Summer teaching a miniature knitting class.  They have classes there like “MIni wheelthrown raku pottery. Just kill me.  Better yet, just TAKE ME if you go!!

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Hope is a Tomato. Art from Writing: Writing from Art… Conclusion

Here is the awesome “inspiration piece” I got from my partner, Caroline. We were paired up by Kismet, I think! I don’t want to spoil the whole thing– I will post a link to the “exhibit page” as soon as Amy has it up. Then you can see what Jimmy did as well as some other friends.

I love this:

Home Grown by Caroline Crawford

Open up.

It’s been a long time.

Now surrender yourself to

the sweet, the sour, the juice, the meat

of this tomato

and remember why you wait

dismiss without even picking up

the rotten tomatoes of November

the cold-storage tomatoes of January

the anemic tomatoes of February

the mealy tomatoes from too-far-away of March

the picked-too-soon tomatoes of May

remember why

you grow your own

choose your seed

plant it

water it

wait for it to sprout

watch it, fret over it, breathe a sigh of relief when the green appears,

let it grow

on its own

and with help, and support, and attention, yes,

but pick a good seed, and a good tomato knows how to grow itself

a good tomato knows it’s a good tomato when it’s in that seed

it knows that in time, with patience, it’s going to be

big, red, round, soft, firm, tender, juicy

it’s going to make you sigh and say

yes, there’s nothing better

yes, that’s what I want

that’s what I waited for

that’s why I don’t buy tomatoes

why I wait.

Taste this tomato and remember

what a tomato is supposed to be

something worth waiting for

something worth savoring

something to celebrate while the juice is dripping down your arm

it’s your dirt, your rain, your patience, your summer,

it’s hope come to fruition,

it’s love, it’s life.

I am totally jonesing for the garden now too! ( I HAVE MY PEAS READY TO GO, PEGALOO!!!)

It was awesome– as soon as I got it in my email, I laughed and read it out loud to Marigold. Remember I had just submitted the garden-esque painting ( posted previously)…. She sat right down and whipped up this:

It took me a lot longer to get my brushes in gear, but here is what I came up with. ( click on for bigger)

It’s some tiny-art.  the “bigger” tomato canvas is only 2″ x 2″.  I am liking my art smaller these days I think. I am shrinking….

Hope that gives you nice thoughts of spring and summer and the tomatoes in our future!!!  Have a hopeful tomato kind of day!

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Neil Gaiman and TINY KNITTING.(The Tiniest Knitting Ever.)

On the drive to and from NC we listened to The Anansi Boys by the bewitching Neil Gaiman.  It is read by   Lenny Henry and was magical and captivating.  ALL of us loved it.  We’d get in the car and even Rosie would say ” Turn on Fat Charlie!”.  LH was as wonderful to listen to as Jim Dale ( of the Harry Potter audio books) for me.  I loved it.  I recommend it as a listen just so you can hear the many wonderful voices of this man.  Here is a quick plot line a la Amazon–

Adult/High School–Charles Fat Charlie Nancy leads a normal, boring existence in London. However, when he calls the U.S. to invite his estranged father to his wedding, he learns that the man just died. After jetting off to Florida for the funeral, Charlie not only discovers a brother he didn’t know he had, but also learns that his father was the West African trickster god, Anansi. Charlie’s brother, who possesses his own magical powers, later visits him at home and spins Charlie’s life out of control, getting him fired, sleeping with his fiancée, and even getting him arrested for a white-collar crime. Charlie fights back with assistance from other gods, and that’s when the real trouble begins. They lead the brothers into adventures that are at times scary or downright hysterical. At first Charlie is overwhelmed by this new world, but he is Anansi’s son and shows just as much flair for trickery as his brother. With its quirky, inventive fantasy, this is a real treat for Gaiman’s fans. Here, he writes with a fuller sense of character. Focusing on a smaller cast gives him the room to breathe life into these figures. Anansi is also a story about fathers, sons, and brothers and how difficult it can be to get along even when they are so similar. Darkly funny and heartwarming to the end, this book is an addictive read not easily forgotten.

Thanks to Clancy Frankenbacon for bringing that along.  It is a big part of the adventure-memory for me now.  Lighthouses, beach days, knitting and Spider-Gods I love when a book just permeates life like that; it all gets jumbled up and intertwined with your days.  Magic.

That leads me to Coraline.

Called “An Adventure To Weird For Words” and carrying the message ” Be Careful What You Wish For,” Neil Gaiman  also has this wonderful and creepy book called Coraline.  Marigold has been equally obsessed and terrified by it since her dear Berman sisters introduced it years ago.   For those not familiar with it, here is an Amazonian quip–

Coraline lives with her preoccupied parents in part of a huge old house–a house so huge that other people live in it, too… round, old former actresses Miss Spink and Miss Forcible and their aging Highland terriers (“We trod the boards, luvvy”) and the mustachioed old man under the roof (“‘The reason you cannot see the mouse circus,’ said the man upstairs, ‘is that the mice are not yet ready and rehearsed.’”) Coraline contents herself for weeks with exploring the vast garden and grounds. But with a little rain she becomes bored–so bored that she begins to count everything blue (153), the windows (21), and the doors (14). And it is the 14th door that–sometimes blocked with a wall of bricks–opens up for Coraline into an entirely alternate universe. Now, if you’re thinking fondly of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe or Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, you’re on the wrong track. Neil Gaiman’s Coraline is far darker, far stranger, playing on our deepest fears. And, like Roald Dahl’s work, it is delicious. What’s on the other side of the door? A distorted-mirror world, containing presumably everything Coraline has ever dreamed of… people who pronounce her name correctly (not “Caroline”), delicious meals (not like her father’s overblown “recipes”), an unusually pink and green bedroom (not like her dull one), and plenty of horrible (very un-boring) marvels, like a man made out of live rats. The creepiest part, however, is her mirrored parents, her “other mother” and her “other father”–people who look just like her own parents, but with big, shiny, black button eyes, paper-white skin… and a keen desire to keep her on their side of the door. To make creepy creepier, Coraline has been illustrated masterfully in scritchy, terrifying ink drawings by British mixed-media artist and Sandman cover illustrator Dave McKean. This delightful, funny, haunting, scary as heck, fairy-tale novel is about as fine as they come. Highly recommended. 

The funny and amazing thing is that this turns into a KNITTING CONTENT POST here!

They are making Coraline into a movie!  They seem to be REALLY farming kids/young adult lit. right now for movies… I don’t mind as long as they do it well!  Beats the Disney-formula works any day! Have a look at this –

Now, have a look at THIS! ( Erin-of-the-animals, your head is about to explode)

Althea Crome is one of my knitting heroines.  Because I am fatally afflicted with an adoration of all-things- tiny and because she is one crazy and talented knitter!  I LOVE her.  She has been featured in the subversive knitting show that was local last year or so.  She also has a great site called Bugknits where you can gaze at  her mad-knitting for hours.  Things like this

So a chance to see her work, in a movie by a director I admire, and one about a book and author I dig– WOW!  Can’t wait!  Wanted to share it up!

Check out Mr. Gaiman’s Stardust too!

sweet dreams to you all!

Tomorrow is all about what dyed in my kitchen today.  Boy does it smell! ( Sorry Clancy.)

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