Cultural appropriation, go fish.

But oddly enough cultural appropriation is a hot topic in art right now too. In March at the Whitney Biennial Dana Schutz’s piece Open Casket (a painting of Emmitt Till based off of photographs taken at his funeral service) caused protests, letter writing, tweets, news articles, opinion pieces, and the buttonholing of several black artists for their thoughts and feelings about the work. Continue reading Cultural appropriation, go fish.

Mad House

An update for Robert Capa’s Mussolini photograph from the early 1940’s, Mad House features Capa’s solitary figure and sidewalk. I’ve added the silhouettes of 4 little boys running in the opposite direction and blurred them to reinforce the concept of movement but which also gives the children’s figures another point of dissimilarity to the grown man. Continue reading Mad House

New Day New Life (Ellis Island)

In New Day New Life (Ellis Island) I only used two photographs preferring to use plain, unadulterated colors to do most of the heavy lifting. The original 1913 photograph taken by Edwin Levick and accessed from the New York Public Library’s Digital Collection can be seen here and depicts a man standing and looking out over the water in New York Harbor with boats and the shore line in the distance. Continue reading New Day New Life (Ellis Island)

Dead End

Dead End is another new Digital Composite which only uses two images but several photography software effects. The original photograph by Eli Reed, which can be seen here, contains a whole spectrum of gray tones. I wanted far fewer mid-values and the resulting higher contrast between the white and black was accomplished with software. I then printed that image and cut out the window panes … Continue reading Dead End

Ode to Acrylic Paint

A few months ago I made the offhand comment that I use acrylic paint because I’m too impatient to wait for oil paints to dry. And while that is true, it is also true that I found the chemicals painters use to clean oil off their brushes so noxious that after receiving some oil paints, brushes, a canvas, and turpentine for Christmas as a young teenager I never thought much about painting again – well, not until my 20’s when I had my own place and was in charge of buying my own art supplies. Continue reading Ode to Acrylic Paint