Art Farm

With Intensity

It's day 15 of the 30 paintings in 30 days challenge! I'm half way there, and the wall is growing!


Some of the pieces aren't shown because they are piled with the rest of the mess that is my work table. Wednesday, I'm going to start hanging my installation in the windows of the Old Drum Coffee House in Warrensburg for Burg Fest the 23rd and 24th. I'm also bringing my completed30in30 project to hang up in the coffee house. The installation and the 30in30 works will be on display until the end of October.

Monday, I started the Artist Inc fellowship program. I am so excited for this opportunity and am in awe of all the talented people in the class.  Much of the first class was spent introducing ourselves, talking about our fears and expectations, and the goal setting process.

We were put into teams with a professional artist advisor. Go Team Orange! In our teams, we will talk about our homework and set art/business goals for the upcoming week. Half of my group are musicians and then there is one painter/illustrator, an installation artist, and me!

This week we are writing our obituaries. Talk about scary. What would you want to be remembered for? This is supposed to help us iron out what our values are so that we can make goals to head in that direction. It's daunting, and I'm still a little too scared to start.

This week has been a hurricane of activity and I almost haven't been able to catch up. I'm single parenting for a while, juggling Bea's schedule and two class schedules; my posts may be sporadic, so grab your cup of coffee and enjoy! 

Reading: I'm in the September/October issue of Nebraska Life! The reporter came out to the Art Farm while I was there last October. The Harvest, the Art Farms open house, is scheduled for October 22-23 this year.


Listening: So many lectures, but there has been some great cross-over between my secretary and art business classes.

Cooking: Smoked Salmon Chowder. I have no time, I'll be eating out of this pot of chowder for the next week. At least it's delicious and full of hearty veggies.

The Last Day

I'm sitting here in the comfort of my studio with a hot drink and central heat. It's taken me a couple of days to get used to how warm Missouri is compared to that last week in Nebraska. Look mom, no socks!

The decision was made on Thursday night that I couldn't burn my chrysalis because of how toxic the fumes would be. Instead, I cut all the outer fabric off, harvested all the little do dads that I had attached and hung the armature on the hook in the barn instead. I like to think that what ever it was that it completed the metamorphosis cycle and only the wire cage of the chrysalis is left. It's a more poetic version than destruction by wind and rain storm.

Here are some pretty inspiration photos of things that I found on the farm. I really will miss the ramshackle nature of it all from the comforts of my pristine bug less bathroom. If you get the chance go see it in all it's October golden light glory.

Photographing Process

I got my chrysalis installed! Now just comes days of photographing it in different lights and at different angles. It's proving a little difficult to capture the way it glows when the light is behind it. I'm having lots of fun spinning it around and taking tons of pictures in a row. 

We also got our poems spray painted on the wood stove in Victoria today. They are all fire related. Here's mine.

I've got to scrub the white bits off.


This morning a photographer for Nebraska Life came to the Art Farm. This weekend is the The Harvest the farm's open house event. It's tomorrow and Sunday Noon-5pm. We'll have tea, cookies and open studios. Stop by if you are in the area. 

Yeasterday, I put the final touches on my big project. I'll post pictures when we get it installed. Technical difficulties.  

A vocal family of racoons has taken up residence in the ceiling above my sculpture. They have a hole and use my sculpture to climb between ceiling and floor. It only has to survive  for a couple of more days. Until the weather dries a bit and I can install it. 

I'm going to spend the day in bed swaying from the mighty wind outside. 

Art Farm closet and the hole in my ceiling where I believed bats lived in September.

My fur coat's name is Deliala. I found her in a drawer

My fur coat's name is Deliala. I found her in a drawer

So Close

I'm so close to being done with the big project. I sewed Paverpoled scraps that I had cut off the sculpture back on to cover all the places where the chicken wire was showing. Sounds a little nuts but it looks cohesive. I also stuffed the tentacles so that they aren't as prone to bending and losing shape. Tomorrow I run to Walmart for some more neon green thread to sew some shapes to fill the last remaining hole. Almost there. With luck the sculpture is ready to hang for the Harvest. It's a giant open house the 24th and 25th. Be there or be square.

Now for the pretty of one of the side projects I've been working on. I love it when the light is shining through the satin.

The light during a Nebraska autumn is magical. We recently went on a pick up truck ride out to get a load of sand for a foundation project. It was the first time I'd ridden in the back of a pick up truck in a while. The light in combination with the linear rows of dried up corn, the irrigation sprinklers, and the dirt roads was lyrical. The sight of the other girl's dark brown hair whipping past her face as we flew down the gravel roads had me composing poetry. Some times the beauty of Nebraska comes back with such force it's breath taking. But then we always love a place more when we haven't lived there for years.