Wednesday, December 8, 2010

A little darkness to ring out the old...

front cover

My (occasionally) Annual Handmade Book

promo spread

the black book - time to close out this year and bring in the new with a little darkness.

This book is a fragile creature, there's not a hard edge on it. It bends but will not break.

back cover

20 images (all but one taken this year),
approx. 5x4 inches, professionally printed on digital paper with a gloss sheen and selectively treated with a matte varnish (by me where I felt a little matte varnish should be.)

The images are fairly dark so the prints are fairly bright.

Prints are mounted on hand reinforced sheets of Thai decorated paper- very delicate-it is likely to bend or wrinkle but infused with reeds and leaves it will not tear. Stronger than it looks.
End sheets of a fine marbled paper
(each will differ somewhat)
Covers, with mounted images, made of a fine handmade paper dappled with silver.

A Japanese Stab binding sew with Irish linen,
the spine then covered with satin ribbon.

7 inches high x 7 1/2 inches wide

The Black Book is limited to strictly 13 copies. It is a delicate book, time consuming, and thus a very short run this year. $56 Including US shipping, $69 including International shipping.

Full set of images in the book, in full sequence, viewable here:

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Kiss The Past Goodbye

Collages from years past. Shadowboxed & ready to hang for your convenience.

These are shadowboxed, works I did at the change of the millenium 2000-2001.
These are the pieces that led me astray from a formal straight printer and toner to an aspiring chemical alchemist. They are collaged with many never before seen (private) gelatin silver prints, treats and trinkets, hospital arm bands, rough sandpaper, mummified birds and butterflies, reeds and mermaids.
The prints referred to as "personal vintage" pre-date 1990, when I was just beginning.
They are contained- shadowboxed, entirely autobiographical, black eyes and regretted relationships, my second tattoo;
and it is time to let them go.
I try never to dwell on past work, the only picture I wish to think about is the next one but I cannot allow these to languish in the cedar closet in the basement.

So consider giving them a home. This is a garage sale.

Any of these 8 boxes are just $77 including shipping in the Continental US. Signed and dated.
For International shipping (first class) the box is $103

There is only one of each.

If you are interested drop me a line here or at:
If not interested, look at them anyway, they are who I once was.
world's end
I was not yet 20 and I was very good at hiding.

black and blue
The colours I used were remarkably accurate.
eager to please
I was never without a sense of irony.

memorial ready
Sorrow exposes.

Winged but still grounded.
the 2nd tattoo
rough and smooth
patriotic full
I really do have no idea.

And in a different category-these I was going to hold onto but I am determined to let it all go.

Mermaids is a framed, collaged piece, covered with a heavy leaded glass that was textured to look like water. It is quite a heavy piece. And it is very unlike me. Seldom do I shoot a stranger. This piece is available (I think) for $165 including US shipping, $199 international.
mermaids ready

Eye to eye
A large unglassed piece. Neither of the eyes is mine.
The gelatin silver print of the eye is one of the last I ever made on Azo before it was no longer obtainable. SOLD .
eye to eye
bound by sight

I do not know if these will be of interest to anyone. But I thought they deserved a chance.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Watching the words grow

They were of reasonable size, but it remained to be seen if they survived a very long drought.
Watching the words grow

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Windows without a view

Sadly the glass was not transparent, but at least the sun still shone through.
windows without a view

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Time Counts - My annual tradition

'Tis the season for my annual calendar. An oversized 13.5 x 19 inch calendar on premium paper with 12 large format images, most never before shown.
You can see a complete preview here
(click on 'Time Counts' to get to preview).
Go look. Do it now.

The rabbit's annual calendar

Begin Again: The Need for the Whip

I made the terrible mistake of cleaning up my shooting room. Things were going well. I could afford to eat what I wanted and buy film without struggling. And I couldn't take a shot. I had crippled my eyes. Then I remembered a conversation I had eavesdropped on by two quite brilliant professors over 20 years ago. The phrase I came away with was 'The need for the whip'. Some people find no comfort in order. 'The need for the whip' is the need for a touch of chaos in order to produce work.
So I have my working title. And once I have my title I can see again. For me, it always starts with words.

Part I
The Family Portrait
Family Portrait
Family is relative.

Part II
Spent 5 days at the Casa de Union Memorial Hospital. I feel like a pincushion-12 blood draws in 5 days. I am accustomed to the arms and hands but this time they tacked on 4 to the stomach. That was new. I must say I didn't much care for it. Although I did give the doctor my card so he and the staff could look at my work and I feel it was well received.


Thursday, September 30, 2010

The birthdays series - year 5

No such thing as silence
No such thing as silence.  (The 5th year)
Tomorrow is my birthday and I have tired of this room.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Making friends

Mama said it would be healthy if I made some new friends.
making friends

New works

The empty bed
the empty bed
This image is featured on Eyemazing Editions

Confounded by time (anger is golden)
confounded by time (anger is golden)

Barely there (drowning inside)
barely there (drowning inside)

Exclusively Available

Worth a Look

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Insomnia, rope and spirits

Insomnia results in Contemplating Daybreak
contemplating daybreak

Given enough rope I will always tie myself up in knots
given enough rope

Spirit photography and the claw hand
spirit photograph - peek

Portraits from Oz

Melanie and her mum I
Melanie + her mum I

Melanie and her mum II
Melanie and her mum II

Saturday, July 31, 2010

The Waiting Room

The Whitney Museum of American Art and just now the Metropolitan Museum of Art, both in NYC, have acquired some of my work for their permanent collection. It is nice to know the prints will be cared for and have the chance to last.
the waiting room

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Time to begin again

eyes taped shut
eyes taped shut

kanga and me
(The closest I could come to having a pet kangaroo. I have named him Limpy since, taking into account his current condition,
he could not have been particularly fleet of foot.)
kanga and me

puppetmaster has lost her strings
puppetmaster has lost her strings

balancing act
balancing act

Thursday, March 18, 2010

A brief opportunity to see original prints

In or near NYC? Even in the appropriate state, country, or hemisphere?
See my original prints at the AIPAD show. The Association of International Photography Art Dealers Show is at the Park Avenue Armory, NYC.
One of the most important international photography events, The AIPAD Photography Show New York, will be presented by the Association of International Photography Art Dealers (AIPAD) from March 18 through 21, 2010.
A nice selection of my works are at Catherine Edelman Gallery's booth #210 (along with other beautiful works by CEG artists). It's a hell of a show.
she knew the game was fixed, but played anyway.

Monday, January 18, 2010

Exhibition open

Details and images of the opening and artist talk here:


Check out the first First Thursday of the Year on February 4th.
Galleries Open Until 7pm.
River North/West Loop
Additional info available at the Art Dealers Association of Chicago.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

8 rooms, 7 mirrors, 6 clocks, 2 minds & 199 panes of glass

Opening January 8th.
I am giving a gallery talk January 9th at noon.
I have many stories. They photograph well, I believe.

Catherine Edelman Gallery, Chicago
she left a light on, but they were never coming back.