Thursday, November 5, 2009

SENDING







Here are some current mail art pieces that I've mailed out!
The top photo is a mail art happening that Tommy and I did outside of the post office. I mailed quite a few pieces for the Mail Sketch 2010 call... all international this time.
The last two photos are a collaborative piece that Richard Canard sent me, asked me to add dots and then send on to Japan. Those type of orders... I follow pretty well.

Ria Vanden Eynde





I met Ria last year... on the internet of all places. We both did the " A Book About Death" show curated by Matthew Rose. She sent lovely pieces of mail art to the Chromatophore show too. And a couple of weeks ago she sent me this piece and this book. I was so thrilled to receive them. I like Ria's "Riathing" that is modeled after a Raything. The Book is called, "ray johnson on flop art" and is a collection of pieces of conversations between Ray Johnson and Clive Phillpot. Thank you so much Ria! Please check out Ria's blog HERE.

Friday, October 30, 2009

A message from Cecil Touchon

A Book About Death — Isn't Dead Yet

A message from Cecil Touchon:

A Book About Death - 2010

I am putting out an open call - please spread the word.
DEADLINE: JULY 15TH, 2010
I will be putting on a Book About Death exhibition/performance next October using the set of cards, posters, artifacts, etc. that I have and I invite everyone to send a postcard sized collage for next year's exhibition. You could also send any sort of small sized artwork,
assemblage,
poem,
objects to put in a box with other people's objects
music,
film,
story,
quote,
event score for performance,etc.

everything should say on it somewhere: A Book About Death

I will attempt to do a book around it that I will be fashioning over the course of the year. If there is anyone who is actually a good book designer and knows how to use better software than word for windows, I invite you to contact me and collaborate on the creation of the book. I want it to have many images, stories, poems, etc. - possibly a multi-volume set over the coming years. I can see that A Book About Death is going to have a long and growing life over the coming years. I invite collaborators to help out with the organizing and we'll need some performers to show up for the opening. We could also coordinate simultaneous or traveling exhibitions around the country or world.

Louise, maybe you can announce this to those who are sending things for your show at the Queens or make a flier to give out at the show there?

Send to:
A Book About Death 2010
6955 pinon street
fort worth, texas 76116

cecil

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

And life happens again.


Sitting here alone as is my custom most week nights.
It's lonely to be alone.
I'm in a funk.
The painting has been emotionally difficult to work on but I've been putting a lot of hours into it. It's 85% done. I have a conference with a teacher tomorrow... I have a quilt I have to finish... I have mail art that needs to be sent...
I am so disorganized right now. I'm about to bring the trash can up to the front door and start pitching all the stuff we don't need into it. Any good stuff I'm putting on the curb. Right now there is a nice bag of clothes out there... if you're in my neck of the woods. if no one takes it... I'll head it to the good will.
I'm resorting to this--talking to myself.
Someone told me that they enjoy seeing the sunrise... so I'm posting a pic of the sunrise two mornings ago. Enjoy.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Charleeni Ferreria

I'm working on a new piece of art. Something that I'm doing for myself. And for the children crying out from the grave. Although I fear that they are silenced. The most horrifying thing in this whole article is the fact that other children knew and her school had no clue. Recently my son came home with a head injury. It was serious enough that I had to take him to All Children's Hospital. The school not only had no clue that he got injured that day but denied that it happened because they didn't see it on a video tape of his gym class. Yes, they are taping your kids. Needless to say--my child still came home injured. This little girl was horribly abused and no one noticed. This is tragic and horrifying and senseless.



FELTONVILLE – October 23, 2009 (WPVI) — The Philadelphia District Attorney has approved murder charges in the death of a 10-year-old girl who, investigators said, was horribly abused.

Those charges were announced as police investigate the death of Charleeni Ferreria of the 4700 block of C Street.

On Thursday, police said the girl’s stepmother, Margarita Garabito, 43, and the girl’s father, Domingo Ferreira, 53, would be charged.

They were arraigned on Friday and held without bail pending a prelminary hearing on October 28th.

The medical examiner found a 7 inch cut on her head that was filled with gauze and was covered up by a hair weave. Authorities say the girl also had a broken arm and pelvis.

The M.E. also told police it was the worst case of abuse he had ever seen.

Investigators say the girl died from pneumonia and other infections after blunt-force trauma to her ribs caused a collapsed lung.

A police source says the Department of Human Services had been to Ferreria’s home before in 2006 and 2007. In a statement released Thursday afternoon, DHS commissioner Anne Marie Ambrose said:

“I am deeply saddened by the tragic death of 10 year old Charleeni Ferreria. Unfortunately state confidentiality laws prohibit us from disclosing any case related information to the public. However as the facts of this case become known to DHS, we will have lots of work to do in looking at the recent events that could have led to or have prevented this tragedy. DHS is fully cooperating with police and the district attorney’s office as they investigate this case.”

The family told police Charleeni woke up on Wednesday and told her stepmom she felt sick, and that she hit her head the night before.

Then, at around 10:30 a.m., the stepmom said she found the girl unresponsive on the bathroom floor.

Medics rushed the girl to St. Christopher’s Hospital where she was pronounced dead.

After an autopsy, police say the girl had been abused for years.

Authorities said she also had suffered injuries indicating that she had been sexually abused, but neither parent has been charged with a sex crime. The investigation is continuing.

On Thursday night neighbors held a prayer vigil, bringing candles, teddy bears and balloons for the girl.

Charleeni’s classmates were there, and they told Action News she would confide in them about the abuse she was suffering at home.

“She said her stepmom pulled her hair, abused her, did so many mean things to her,’ said Cheyenne Roundtree.

Another classmate said Charleeni confided in her that she was being raped by her stepbrother.

“Her brother took her upstairs one time, ‘You better come upstairs cause I need to talk to you,’ and raped her upstairs in her room,” said Joceyln Martinez.

Both girls said Charleeni begged them not to tell anyone.

Officials at Feltonville Intermediate School, where Charleeni had a good attendance record, also reported no evidence of abuse.

www.crimesceneblog.com

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

The Canvas Project Arrived Today



I got a neat book in the mail today from the ArtHouse Coop! . The book is called The Canvas Project V2: Encyclopedia. I'm on page 9 and my word is, "Asymmetrical." Perhaps a good word for my unbalanced life at present.

Monday, October 19, 2009

I think NY is wearing off...







Made my first batch of cookies since the NY trip... my poor cookie crumbs have been cookie crumb-less for over a month! Can you imagine that? Thankfully Granny has been supplying them...

Been doing a lot of mail art lately. I've engrossed myself in it. Been working on some dolls for a contest... cross your heart or fingers or what have you... and have been baking cookies--at least tonight.

Been thinking about starting a painting but it's only been thinking... sometimes I have to think for a while.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

I met Keith in NYC at the ABAD show... I made him this piece...






I made him this piece of mail art because we were standing next to each other when I looked into Bill Wilson's kitchen pantry. Where you normally see the chicken noodle soup, peas, corn, beans... there was the art of May Wilson. I fell in love right then and there... with May, Bill, the house, Ray Johnson... anyway I guess it was a "had to be there moment" and Keith was there. So I made this little number, shoved it into an XXX large ziploc bag... sewed it up and mailed it off... with lotsa stamps. I think it's a self-portrait of sorts. It was a lot of fun for me to make and I plan on doing more such projects. Who will I send them to? I want to send them to people who will keep them. Who will understand them or at least pretend to do so... That photo of me in the braids I think is 6th grade... age 11. The same age as my oldest crumbcake right now! Funny how time flies...

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

I painted my kitchen floor... and I use the word "painted" quite loosely






My moo moo with the floor behind her... It's pretty loud... but I have my reasons.

ART STUFF... to do this weekend...

If you happen to be in Atlanta:


Art House Gallery and Studios Reminder: The Canvas Project and A Million Little Pictures exhibition is this coming friday, September 25th, from 7:00-10:00pm at Art House Gallery in Atlanta, GA http://arthousecoop.com/events/12


Or if you are in St. Petersburg, FL...

The Globe is having their Patron's art show... I think I'll have three pieces there and the opening is this Friday night!

ARTpool Gallery is having their RECORD REMIX ART pARTy this FRIDAY @ ARTpool!

If you happen to be in Wisconsin... check out the 50/50/50 show at the Eclipse Gallery in Algoma, WI. I have some ragdolls in that show...

And if you happen to be in NYC... check out the random post cards someone may be handing you on the street... lol.

Canvas Project Show this Friday...

Canvas Project Exhibition: Friday, September 25th at Art House Gallery in Atlanta, GA
The final exhibition for The Canvas Project will be on display at Art House Gallery in Atlanta, Ga on Friday. We're so excited to display it and hope that everyone can make it out. As always, we'll be sure to post plenty of pictures of the show!

I have 5 tiny canvas in this show. I wish I could go... it would be fun... I love the arthouse coop.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Open Letter to the aBAD artists that I met in NYC

This summer I went to the museum of fine arts here in St. Petersburg, FL. I went to see two exhibits--one on Warhol and the other on artist correspondence... my favorite was a letter from Frida and she left kisses on the bottom with her bright reddish pink lipstick. The show held actual letters with drawings and doddles and the traditional mail correspondence but from artists.

I was very moved by my trip to New York City to see A BOOK ABOUT DEATH. I enjoyed everyone I met there and felt a connection to art and artists.

So here is what I propose...

I want to compile an ongoing zine of our lives. The name of this zine is called ABALCABAL and was dreamed up by two artists: Allan Revich and Mark Bloch. The general idea is that I will compile what you send. I will organize, bind, and send each one of you a copy. Depending on what I get and when... will determine how fast I send it out. But I will do it... you will get it.

Now, I know that a few people haven't answered my (facebook) "friend" request so I can't include them... in this email but by no means--is this an exclusive list. I would like to keep it to those who had something to do with ABAD. So please feel free to repost or email to friends.

If you want to do it all you have to do is start sending... preferably...20 copies (for now) 8.5 X 11 pieces/letters to: (If you are sending internationally I will be happy to do the photocopying for you but keep in mind it will be in black and white). Also please feel free to send stamps or money to offset shipping costs.

Jennifer Zoellner
655 Jasmine Way South
St. Petersburg, FL 33705

The first edition is due by the end of october.
#2 is due at the end of February
#3 is due at the end of June
and so forth.


sincerely,
Jennifer Zoellner

Sunday, September 20, 2009

What I consumed in NYC





Eclipse Gallery


http://ow.ly/15PVqy

I'm excited to be in The Eclipse Gallery's show: 50/50/50 show. Hello my name is Jennifer Zoellner and I make rag dolls in Florida.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Tender Buttons, Feigen gallery





Pictures from A Trip About Death...





A Book About Death blues

To Be Tangible, substantial, visible, concrete, manifest.
NYC last weekend... to be alive.
Now, here, abstract secret mask.
Left with the dishes,
the chore,
the bore,
the tore.
The struggle.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Sept. 17, 2009

"When Wilson became aware that her husband was attracted to a younger woman, she began to pay more attention to how she looked when she was with her husband. But she had left their marriage to follow her art. Her children and her grandchildren were welcome to follow her, or they could wave good-bye. As I have often had reason to say, art is a jealous lover. Later she admitted that she had left her husband for art before he had left her for the other woman. Still, she had been called a gargoyle, and suffered the fury of the scorned. During her sixtieth birthday weekend she was with her husband for their fortieth wedding anniversary, but she was also with her friend Ray Johnson, there in her studio by the Chesapeake Bay. She was already cutting into sexy photographs of young women." by William Wilson

Monday, September 14, 2009

September 14, 2009 I've got a little story to tell...











Although I had a fantastic time in the big apple... I came home a little sick. There was a "don't travel with the flu sign"... at the airport. Thankfully at that time I only had a runny nose. Could you imagine being quarantined at JFK? I most certainly cannot. Yesterday moped around. Today much of the same. And frankly, I can't wait to get a few things done--to be feeling better.

Let me tell you about my little trip to NYC. Left early thursday morning... played in China town and then Little Italy...In Chinatown I got this backrub that felt pretty good at the time but the next day--I was hurting! I bought the boys pokemon cards and Lulu a died hot pink silk fan... In Little Italy while sitting eating a lemoncello on sorbet--we saw Ted Danza walk by with a young thing... too funny... and to say that we saw it on Mulberry street. There was a festival of some this or that going on...

...then rested a while and got ready to see the A BOOK ABOUT DEATH SHOW . From our Solita Soho hotel Ginny Lloyd and I walked to the Emily Harvey Gallery. It was on the second floor and we were buzzed in at the front door. I met several artists immediately... and it was such a thrill to meet the people that had previously sent me mail art. I met Keith Buchholz, Reed Altemus, Reed Wood, the Sticker Dude, William Evertson, and Christine Tarantino.
The night was electric... and I felt out of my element... a strange girl in a strange land... Let the Fluxus entertainment begin! This guy named Mark Bloch did a performance piece about Ray Johnson where he wore Ray's book about death. (hope I'm getting this right...). I realized that I had quoted him about Ray in my CHromatophore program... so I had to introduce myself. He wasn't mad that I quoted him without asking... so at least that worry was over. The night was a blurr... and ended nicely at a french restaurant (Parigot, French Bistro, 155 Grand Street-corner of Lafayette)... apple tart with a small scoop of vanilla ice cream. Ginny had the same. We had a desert wine too and I can't remember the name... but it hit the spot to have a really decent night's rest.

the next day... life after death...? Perhaps. We headed uptown... ended up at the MoMA which I have a certain kind of fondness for... like visiting old friends... and never having enough time to really get intimate. There is so much I could say about any place or event that we went to... and yet not enough space or time to do so. My goal of really putting myself "out there" in the world of art this year has really kept me, yanni, too busy... We had lunch at the 2nd floor moma cafe. I had a duck salad... and it was delicious minus the duck and the masca-blah blah cheese that I really didn't like. Anyway... I ate it cause I needed to eat something... then I left Ginny finished up at the MoMa and then went next door to see the Am Folk Art Museum. I made a connection with two people there... one that looks promising. And no, I'm not talking about the guy from Denver who invited me to lunch or dinner--my choice--the next time I'm in Denver. What a sweet old guy. Ok... on to the Ray Johnson art show at the Richard L. Feigen & Co. gallery... It was a strange gallery as you walk up to what looks like a townhome and get buzzed in... to find what used to be the Iranian embassy and is now a gallery. Feigen usually houses classic paintings but also handles the estate of Ray Johnson. Today we were looking at pieces of Ray Johnson's, Dali and Warhol. It was easy to see the interplay of the three men. I thoroughly enjoyed the space--as it was quiet and I was one of three people there. I bought the show catalog and the lady working at the desk offered us previous Johnson show catalogs as well as pins with the infamous Ray Johnson Bunny. Freebies are great... and Ray Johnson freebies--spectacular.
I told Ginny we had to make one more stop while we were in the area... to see "Tender Buttons." Richard Canard told me that I would like the shop... and I did--adorable. But it seemed like a mystery to me. The man working there was also named Richard. I asked who made the sign and the lady working there told me that the shop owner did. Later I was told by Mark Bloch that Ray Johnson made the sign. So I did as Richard told me to do and picked up a few business cards for Tender Buttons. And I bought some buttons... as I couldn't help myself.
Had dinner at mexican sort of place in soho... la Esquina. Delicious... and on to the Fluxfest show in Brooklyn. The lady working at the hotel... steered us way into the wrong direction... and $40 later in taxi fees and Ted on the phone with the google directions and cross streets--we made it... just as the Fluxfest was ending. We walked from there to the subway station with Reed and Mark and headed to the after party party... at Bill Wilson's house. On the subway I was serenaded by a man who claimed to be from outer space and played the saxophone. It was so much fun...

Bill Wilson is May Wilson's son. May Wilson is an awesome artist and friend of Ray Johnson. May and Bill were friends with Ray Johnson. This was probably the highlight of my trip... seeing and meeting Bill Wilson and listening to his stories of Ray Johnson. The art in his home was utterly amazing. And in a way I felt at home... a home filled with art... just feels right. At the end of the evening I ended up asking Bill what it was like growing up around all this art... he said it was a wonderful way to grow up and that it broadened his horizons. He signed one of his mother's art catalogs for me, "This is my mom, Many Loves, Bill" Bill is a pretty old guy but gracious as anything and I so enjoyed listening to him. The house was filled with priceless art and interesting people... a virtual whose-who in the NYC art world... and little ol' me. It felt good. Really good. Bill gave us as many Ray Johnson postcards as we could carry and books from his personal collection that he was ready to part with. What a day!

The next morning GInny and I had breakfast at the Parigot--I had the omelette with french fries and a salad. I'm not an omelette eater but knew that I just had to order it and it would be delish... and it was. Plus I enjoyed the staff... the manager who tried on my sunglasses and took a picture of me with my Diana camera and the chef who came out to say hello... And they were all french... nothing like a real french man speaking french! Walked around Soho... went to the bathroom in the dirtiest Starbucks bathroom that I've ever seen... and then caught a towncar to the airport... the rest my friend, is history.
I have about a thousand pictures but won't be able to post them all here... so here is 10... maybe I'll post more throughout the week!

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Despair


I'm still in a real yucky place. We are still not on track with school... we are still drowning in class changes, random papers, homework shoved into a locker, dreams of golf teams and utter failures making the headlines. Triple ugh. Tomorrow I'm leaving for NYC. I had a fever this afternoon of 99 and started to get that body ache... Ted brought me home some "airborne," and I did some homeopathic stuff... and I think... I'm okay... No one wants to be sick while traveling... Still I'm hoping that I will leave for 3 days and come home to the perfect life... can you arrange that for me?

I just feel behind in everything and like I can't catch up and in the meantime I'm being asked to do more. It seems never ending. Don't know what exactly I can even do about it. Who sped up the clock... it's spinning out of control. Tomorrow I'm going to wake up and have a beard down to my toes... and won't know anything around me... oh, wait that's someone else's story...

And to make matters worse the vacuum cleaner is broke. I can't even do my homemaking duties.

On a happy note... here I am with the oil painting I entered into the Art's Center's democratic show. I went to the opening last friday and had a grand time. The crumbcakes really enjoyed taking part in the demonstrations. I enjoyed meeting and talking with a variety of people. Ted never made it to the show... too busy with that little thing called work. And the beat goes on...

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Ryosuke Cohen

I received an email this morning from Ryosuke Cohen and here is his ongoing mail art call:

Please send me your stamp design, rubberstamp, or 150 stickers or seals. I will print or paste these materials onto the A3 size paper, creating 150 sheets. I will then send a sheet back with a list of addresses to each participant. I will publish at intervals of 8 to 10 days at that time will include 60 people or so. Brain Cell is always seeking a change, does not intend to settle and care of it’s extension of the Network. So... don’t mail a lump of stuff for several issues. Please send them to me one issue at a time, Thank you!

Ryosuke Cohen c/o Brain Cell
3-76-1-A-613 Yagumokitacho Moriguchi City Osaka 570 Japan
TEL&FAX +81.6.6991.1507


http://www.ryosukecohen.com/



http://www.h5.dion.ne.jp/~cohen/fractal/franctal050607.htm



http://www.h5.dion.ne.jp/~cohen/info/ryosukec.htm

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Take a Deep Breath ALready...

All I wanted to do was eat today... and I wanted chocolate. Can't tell you the last time I wanted chocolate... I'm still exhausted from Chromatophore... which by the way went smashingly well... Maybe someday I'll tell you about it. Not much to tell... collected art, posted art, hung art, shared art. The sharing was very fun...

A Book About... Death

I'm excited to go to NYC for the Book About Death Show. I'm going to share a place with Ginny Lloyd--aka GIna Lotta Post. So the Queen of artistamps will be staying with the princess of mail art. Har har.

My head is spinning with my oldest crumbcake going to middle school... he's so disorganized and the teachers just assume that he can remember anything... he's lost at sea... and we missed the open house last night. Ted swears that when they woke him up Saturday with the automated telephone call that it said his open house was tonight... nope, it was last night--we missed it--and we totally screwed our son out of any hope of catching up and getting organized. I'm ready to spit nails... oh yeah, already did that last night. It makes me despise all things school and all things little boy and all things husband. The sheer lack of any organized thought amongst them drives me nuts. Why does mom have to figure every darn thing out?? Why does mom have to solve all the problems. Homeschool was so much easier... and a lot less wasted time.

UGH.

When I go to NY I may just never come back. You all understand don't you?

Sunday, August 30, 2009

10,000 things to be happy about



When I was a freshman in college I bought the book, "10,000 things to be happy about" Now there is an updated version--they added 4,000 more things. One of my favorite movies from my childhood was Pollyanna. Do you remember the glad game? There is so much to be thankful for--so much to be happy about. I'm going to list a few of my recent favorites.

new toothbrush
thunderstorms
walking across the street holding hands
packing tape from Publix at a reasonable price
Tommy saying, "I googled Particle Accelerator"
Free buttons
Original ideas
A true friend
Eternal Truth
Sharpies
my sewing machines
sand between my toes
salty water in my eyes
A clean house--if I could have one--I would be thoroughly happy
Finding
trip to New York
Leaving bad ideas in the dust...