Monthly art letter ARCHIVE
December 2022
"Leftovers"
9" x 12"
Cleaning my studio and putting all of the leftovers on paper.
I am going with the "new year" and pretending to let go of what i am finished with.
Lately water and stone have occupied my mind, mingling and separating with my thoughts.
I am hoping they will make the journey to paper in the next few months.
November 2022
“Nichi Nichi Kord Ko Niche”
- photographic sketch that wants to become a painting -
November got away from me, but i still have today.
The Japanese Buddhist saying above was a favorite of John Cage. It means 'every day is a good day". What else is there to say?
October 2022
Marrakech, Morocco
"The Red City"
A Wall
While visiting a Muslim country it is difficult not to ponder all the walls we build.
Red ochre dominates the slopes of the Atlas Mountains near Marrakech. In the mountains the Indiginous Berber villages are made from this
iron- rich, earthy mud.
I have been collecting ochres now for a few years and from different countries.
Stay tuned for some ochre rich paintings, re-purposing walls.
حب واحد للجميع
One love for all,
Jeannine
September 2022
“In A Daze”
22" x 26"
copper oxide, idigo, gouache & oil paint
Borrowing from John Cage, "I have nothing to say and I'm saying it."
It has been a flip- floppy month of travel and exhibitions.
August 2022
“Recto And Verso”
30" x 24"
cyanotype print on handmade Mexican Amate paper, collaged with cyanotype print on handmade Japanese tissue paper
There is always the question in creative practice of what to do when you are frozen. For me the heat freezes my motivation and dulls my mind.
Going back to old experiments on paper, as beginnings rather than failed ends, wakes me up. As i pulled apart this cyanotype scrap, I found a new world hidden on the reverse side.
July 2022
“I Drew a Line”
40" x 30" each
lime plaster, copper sheeting oxidized on the canvas, indigo, rust & acrylics on linen canvas
The following is a short video of my June show that I hosted in my house
I Draw A Line
I draw a line to
divide this space in
two in order
to know where i am
not
to render
this space unfamiliar to
imagine that I may not be
alone so that there is room
for a dialogue
for movement
- by Sheldon Yuan
The two new paintings above will be in the upcoming Hunt Gallery Exhibition opening August 18 in Buffalo, NY
Remembering my Mom who taught me to color outside and inside the lines
June 2022
“A Cascade”
21" x 49"
Lime Plaster, Copper Oxide, Indigo, Acrylics & Cochineal on Euca Board
A painting is, by its definition, frozen. In its makeup, however, it is a flowing interaction between materials and human intervention.
This tension between the fleeting and the formed is always present. Without one the other cannot be.
May 2022
“Earth to Earth”
30" x 40"
Lime Plaster, Copper Oxide, Indigo, & Chalk on traditional handmade Mexican Amate paper
I am on a mission to make 80% of my materials;
1. Sustainably sourced
2. VOC free
3. Harmless to the earth when they return
As a human who likes this earth, I want my art to not only speak to what I value, but also to be what I value.
Wish me luck.
April 2022
“Cherry Blossom Cream”
26" x 30"
Plaster, Pigments, & Paint
What happened to April? My cherry blossoms got whipped into a frenzy of frozen custard.
I am finding sustenance in being alive even when it snows in April.
March 2022
“In The Betweens”
42" x 32"
Plaster, Pigments, Paint, Gold and Glue
Swimming, flying, living, dying
It all happens here
In the spaces between the places we see
February 2022
“René”
May I introduce my grandbaby, René. He is a gift of Creation.
Wonderstruck with goo goo eyes.
January 2022
“LifeLines”
34" x 50"
Graphite, Charcoal, Indigo, Chalk, Oil, Water and Gold Leaf
“Nothing is lost,
nothing is created,
everything is transformed”
attributed to the French chemist Antoine Laurent deLavoisier, born in 1743
My Dad is 92. My daughter is about to give birth. This painting is a celebration of Dad and of René whose lifelines are continuations of eachother.
We make and leave our marks people, on paper, and on our planet. But our life lines go all the way back to before time.
As Thich Nhat Hanh says "we inter-are".