Year's End

This is the first year's end picture I have done that referenced the year prior.

(year's end 2008-09)

A full year passed and all I did was turn around.

Shot 365 days apart and it looks

like even the light held still.

Happy Holidays!

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and a Hopeful New Year!

A case of mistaken candy cane identity

This shall rank as one of the most inane things I have ever done and challenge the concept of 'limited warranty'. In celebration of the holidays I purchased two boxes of candy canes a week ago (on sale) and have been happily partaking of them on a daily basis. I was enjoying a candy cane while reading in bed last night. In the middle of the night I woke up with the desire to consume the rest of the candy cane on the night stand. I tried to snap it with my teeth but could not get the wrapper off. I gnawed on it for quite a bit and the wrapper still would not give. Then I woke up. I had been dreaming of candy canes which is sweet, somewhat akin to the 'visions of sugar plums danced in their heads', except in this case the alleged candy cane was, instead, my brand new pair of rimless prescription glasses which I chewed the arm right off of. I found it on the floor, hiding fearfully under the bed skirt. They're new. They're guaranteed for life at a very chic shop in midtown Baltimore (I will wear any clothes that are within reach but glasses are the one thing I will spend money on.) I am more than willing to say I dropped them, kicked them, closed them in a door. But I do not know how to explain the bite marks.

Trial & Error

fragments

It is official

My first solo show at the Catherine Edelman Gallery-
'8 rooms, 7 mirrors, 6 clocks, 2 minds and 199 panes of glass'
takes place-
January 8-March 6, 2010




300 W. Superior Street
Chicago, IL 60654
http://www.edelmangallery.com/upcomingexhibitions.htm

Signed!

I am now represented by the Catherine Edelman Gallery in Chicago. It’s a fine photo gallery established in 1987-reps Keith Carter, Olivia Parker, Michael Kenna, Joel Peter Witkin among others-(and now me). The gallery owner went to the same college I did, some years earlier. It will be nice to have a home. I started formal study when I was barely a teenager in 1984. It only took 25 years to get signed. Neat
My first major US show will be January 8th to March 6th, 2010.
www.edelmangallery.com

Fishing & Representation

The fine art of fishing on a cloudy day

I think hibernation may be coming to an end in time for winter. I have an eye toward the 8x10.


I am now Represented by the Catherine Edelman Gallery, Chicago
www.edelmangallery.com

Bring the candle to the flame

Annual birthday picture - 12 days late.
My birthday came and went and I wasn't even there.

If bruises were kisses...

we all would feel loved.

reminders that the past was real

Although I am not quite convinced.

Nightmares record on silver

No Comfort.

To know what it feels like to be trapped.




Hell Uninvited

Tell me you don't see her.

still grasping at straws

whisper trumps a scream



equilibrium

balance comes at a high price

On the Matter of Belief and Truth

For the first time this year I have a project. It is humbling how lost I felt without a direction in which to shoot.
It has always been my belief that if you can photograph a nightmare, a fool, a folly or anything that haunts you, if you can get it on paper, in silver, then you own it.
I do not know that it is true.
But you can believe something and know it is not true.
Because in the end belief is more important than the truth.



Climbing the walls. Fear makes one do strange things.



Ghosts do not sleep.



Bound by chance.



Relics. I cannot remember a time when I was not damaged.



Of 2 minds.



On the slab.

The rose is the anchor

Back in the darkroom. I missed it.

Time to go dark again

26 days without taking a picture. Too sick to sleep. Too sick to move.
Things you catch out of the corner of your eyes.
Nightmares or waking dreams.
This has been my most unproductive year in recent memory.
No ideas, no use for silver. I miss it.
The thing that defines you cannot abandon you.
Until it does.
Time to go dark again. All I need is an idea.

The suicidal mirror

It was an old mirror, and silvered, and very tired. It was determined to cast no more reflections.

Queen Elizabeth I

I'm feeling in an historical mood.

Spring

Update your library.

'Evidence: A sociopath's handbook'
A limited number available.
Details here: www.lauren-rabbit.deviantart.com/journal/18842732

here there be monsters

Shadowplay

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It was a bright sunny morning.

This is a promo I received from the Ballarat Biennale director (he was kind enough to make me the cover girl which was a pleasant surprise). It is a big festival and looks to be quite a treat. I will have my first public exhibition in years (I don’t like to exhibit often, preferring to make books), my largest ever exhibit, and the first time any of these 50 (!) originals have been show publicly.
And of course there will be much other art as well. :)
You should go

Sight unseen with a heavy heart

There is really no one left.

A little book on blurb, quite respectably printed until I find a nice art book publisher who stops sending me refusal letters.

Complete set of images, in sequence, are viewable here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/laurensimonutti/sets/72157615410851431/

76 pages, a range of works- some of the Devil's Alphabet, some capriccios, a little bit of Madness. of Sorrow and the end of sorrow, and of course some Magic Tricks.
It quite nicely illustrates where I stand at the moment. Painted into the corner and just waiting for the paint to dry.

You can find it here:
www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/592298

Someone is watching over you

Seeing things

She began to appear in everyday things.

#8

My handcolouring does not do it justice but it really is a thing of beauty. Very finely done with an equally fine wristpiece that matches (I will photograph that soon).
Protection against evil, casual and otherwise. My mind may betray me but my skin will remember.
My design, done by Jeff Pitt at Read Street Tattoo in Baltimore.
#9

The matching wristpiece, always visible, to serve as a constant reminder.

Evidence

"Without Death We Would All End Up Evil." - A. Nofziger

A Sociopath's Keepsake Book
http://www.lauren-rabbit.deviantart.com/journal/18842732/

The Past is Very Small

This tiny little collage that was the first thing made for Drowning. I chose not to use it but I think it is a little jewel. Too cruel for the book, though. ‘Drowning’ is in its’ own way a hopeful book. Oddly hopeful, but still.
I do not recall who I was when I made this
The past is going or gone http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5600434
and the only things that were spared are the remaining copies of ‘Evidence’ and ‘Drowning’.
And this tiny little collage. It fits in the palm of the hand.
They are the last men standing. The former is too rare to burn away and the latter too indicative of where I came from..
Now that it’s all been wiped away I find myself at a loss as to what to do.

Past for Sale, cheap.

The Purge is Nearly Complete.

I am not heartless enough to throw it all away. So I made a shop. Just for them. Odd to look at who you were, acquaintances, lost friends, former lovers and put a price tag on all of it. I decided to cut and run, let it all go, cheap.
A past tense garage sale. Just for you.
www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5600434
Click on the image for a fast track detailed view.

A Work In Progress

'Method' is still taking form.

I will post piecemeal for a bit until February 1st.
At which time a regular pattern should emerge.
Please stand by...