24.75″x 21.5″ Silk and Linen, metallic thread and floss
My narrative that the Presidency is a position of serious responsibility for the good of the entire nation, where ego is tempered by the understanding that the role requires thoughtful responses, that words matter and that personal financial aggrandizement is absolutely not ok, has been exploded. I trust in the rule of law and my fellow citizens to restore my faith in this position.
8.5″x11 Canson Aquarelle Rag, archival inks
I meditate on my own future, these minutes, hours and hopefully years before death, and I try to see what I might yet create. “The future”, as we have often said in my family, “is open”. Unshaped and as yet, unimagined.
“Birdland – Maynard Ferguson” For the first horn player I ever had a crush on. Those high sweet tones set my 13-year-old heart on fire, and at 72 years of age still does!!!!!
As Peter Gabriel said: “I’m waiting for ignition, I’m looking for a spark
Any chance collision and I light up in the dark.
Besides experiencing the art displayed at an opening, I usually spend most of my time chatting with fellow artists. I move between the emotional visual adventure that the art work takes me on, and the hugely satisfying emotional touch and connection within this tribe of old and new friends.
Silk, cotton and linen with cotton and metallic thread and floss 31″x21.5″
This song is a bubble-dub song, bumpy with colored percussion, and simple circular and angular patterns. Feels like the party detritus strewn in my brain the day after a very joyful lively gathering. Completed June 1, 2017
I rarely visit at the many Shopping Malls in Northern New Jersey where I live. The enormous density of humans I encounter, and the predictability of what is available for sale does not appeal to me. I do however, as necessary, take advantage of the value of household and kitchen goods sold at the large box store, Costco. This past weekend I visited the largest of these box stores in the region. The drawing here poetically represents hundreds, or perhaps thousands, of humans I encountered. As a Synesthete, my senses are particularly sensitive and exhausted by an afternoon in this environment.
Remembering my friends Adam Lee and Jason Mejia
“There you go, swimming deeper into Mystery. Here I remain only seeing where you used to be…….Gone from Mystery into Mystery. Gone from daylight into night. Another step deeper into darkness, closer to the light.” Bruce Cockburn
Silk, Cotton, poly ribbon, metallic and cotton thread and floss 24″x36
As a synesthete, if I care to “look” at what I feel, I can draw it. This is what a sore chest felt like. It was all sort of squeezey pressure with points of pain like a very sore throat in the wrong place. The fabric piece is sewn directly on a commercial 12″ square stretched linen canvas. I am quite well now, and all that remains, thankfully, is the artwork.
12″x12″ linen canvas, silk and linen, cotton and metallic thread and floss
20″x24″ Linen and cotton on linen, cotton and metallic thread and floss.
I always liked the music in video games better than the games. The sounds are discrete and usually very bouncy. This is a gestalt of many musical experiences with chiptunes.
Silk on linen, metallic thread and floss. 26″x34″.
Using my synesthesia, my hearing to seeing and making art, I created this hand sewn surface design based on live electronics and bass drum. “The Deformation of Figures” was composed by Seth Cluett and performed by percussionist Tim Feeney. This “lowercase” music is an extreme form of ambient music, subtle and rich. The electronics/sine tones, are in color, and the percussion is in black for this one hour performance. I make sketches while listening at a live concert, and re listen to recordings until I am happy with my capture of the “bones” of the music.
Living Out Loud: The Art of Geri Hahn 