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My sculpture “The City” is complete.

After plugging away on this piece for a year on and off it’s finally finished. It’s a three dimensional sculpture involving found objects, paper pulp and paper-mache, feathers, scrap metal, acrylic paint, resin and a bunch of other stuff! It’s a little tricky to photograph. I wish I was a photographer at times like this, but I did the best I could.

It’s called “The City” because it’s about my first year and a half living in Brooklyn. There have been so many facets to my experience here. This sculpture is a bit like a beveled stone that is the emotional roller-coaster of my life as of late. This only became clear long after I began the piece and could look at it objectively.

"The City" - Acrylic paint, feathers, paper-pulp, bird skull, rinestones, cut velum, found metal scrap, paper-mache, pen, marker, resin, human hair, velvet, wire. 23" x 25" x 7"

"The City" - Acrylic paint, feathers, paper-pulp, bird skull, rinestones, cut velum, found metal scrap, paper-mache, pen, marker, resin, human hair, velvet, wire. 23" x 25" x 7"

"The City" - Acrylic paint, feathers, paper-pulp, bird skull, rinestones, cut velum, found metal scrap, paper-mache, pen, marker, resin, human hair, velvet, wire. 23" x 25" x 7"

"The City" - Acrylic paint, feathers, paper-pulp, bird skull, rinestones, cut velum, found metal scrap, paper-mache, pen, marker, resin, human hair, velvet, wire. 23" x 25" x 7"

You can follow the progress of this piece-

https://robotronik.wordpress.com/2008/07/26/new-work-on-art-from-februarythe-city/

https://robotronik.wordpress.com/2008/02/09/its-coming-along/

https://robotronik.wordpress.com/2008/01/12/new-riduclous-art-project/

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New work on art from February…”The City”

Nothing feels much better than reviving something you put on the back burner of eternity.

I had stopped working on a piece after running into a dead-end back in February. I just couldn’t see where it was destined to go and every change I made to it was half-hearted as I had no faith in my own aesthetic sensibilities. I go through phases of that pretty frequently and it just knocks the floor right out from under whatever I am working on. There is no path through the woods, just beastly thorns. My sense of myself is gone.

I took some photos (see earlier blog entry from February 9 and the one from January 12) and put it up on a shelf in my room and in my mind so it would stop laughing at me and I went on to open a glass flame-working studio in Park Slope. I got distracted with other things and the painting was forgotten temporarily.

A few days ago I had the vision that the piece needed wings. Wings made of feathers were the answer. I am not sure where the idea came from though I trust it was jump-started by my 6-week vacation from the city. Whenever I leave for a while I tend to come back refreshed and revived, with my cynicism and depression washed away. Everything feels new and possible again. Including my artwork, which is typically a thermometer for my own mental health.

After researching where I might find the perfect feathers for my project I found myself in the Garment District in a little crowded shop reeking of moth balls called Dersh Feather & Trading Corporation. When I walked in the two cranky old men sitting behind separate desks among towers of boxes glared at me. Guessing by their sour looks I supposed that they weren’t interested in selling a couple feathers to some young art student from the Fashion Institute of Technology or whatever they thought I was.

“Do you do retail?” I asked since they obviously wanted me gone ASAP.
“Sure,” the white haired one said begrudgingly. “What to you want?”
This is where I knew I was fucked and then they’d really kick me out. I knew they had every feather under the sun- I could tell by all the boxes stacked to the ceiling with every variety of feather poking out the top in between the packing tape. But what did I want?
“I don’t know what kind,” I said. I didn’t know types or names of feathers and I was feeling him growing more impatient.
He surprised me with his flexibility when he said “Well, what do they look like?”
I showed him the length with my hands and told him, “white and not fluffy- something that holds its shape.”
He quickly vanished around the corner and I followed, too curious to let him disappear. He started prying open an un-marked gigantic box, among many un-marked gigantic boxes, and pulled out a large bunch of feathers tied together roughly with a piece of jute.
They were the exact feathers I had in mind. Goose wing feathers. I was astounded. The man knew his feathers, that’s for sure.
I bought two bunches and left.

I researched dying feathers, bought some Jacquard Acid Dye, and dyed a bunch of feathers this nice dusty rose color like I had seen in my vision for the wings. I got stumped trying to come up with something for the feathers to fasten to to create the wings.

Later in the week I noticed this rad piece of found scrap metal that I had rescued off of a very busy Tillary St. in Brooklyn last year that I had been using as a decoration on my mirror. It had the perfect wing shape… and then I got to work.

Now the trick is keeping the momentum going and figuring out what happens next on the left side. I’m calling this piece “The City.”



It’s coming along…
February 9, 2008, 5:09 pm
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New Ridiculous Art Project
January 12, 2008, 12:41 am
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Here’s an art project I have been working on lately. It’s in no way complete… not even close, but I thought I would post it as I progress with it. This is really my first project since moving to the city in May. I am slowly beginning to get over running about like a chicken with my head cut off.

Well, this thing I made happened to me, not the other way around. It’s about 22″x 10.5″. It’s a combination of acrylic painting/marker and pen illustration, paper pulp sculpture, stuffed little velvet maggot eggs covered in adornments like wire, leather and beads- on a wood board.

It’s hard to take photos of this sort of object.

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