Lori Witzel's pictures, poems and other souvenirs and artifacts.
An interesting pattern on the shutters, looking as it does like contrails. I'm glad I don't have to write an essay tomorrow!!
In a word, lovely. In several words,an engaging and interesting menu of textures, shapes, and degrees of intensity that draw the viewer in, making at least one viewer think how far photography has come by way of challenging some of the non-representational oil and water color icons of recent past. Glory be to digital photography in the highest and someone buy Jasper Johns a drink.
Good to hear about your progress, despite nervousness.Thanks so much for the links to Shirley Kaufman's poem and interview. I always learn something when I visit your blog. Contrails, for example. Maybe I had heard the word before, but after reading about contrails on your blog some time ago, I have not forgotten what I learned. Celadon shutters, salmon-colored bricks, shiny green leaves, cool black shadows, bleached white panels deep blue sky, contrails that appear to be a very pale blue. Fine palette, lori!From what I've seen, your essays are like your photographs -- composed with clarity, sensitivity, openness, insight and the energy that William Blake said is eternal delight. Hope you're feeling inspired with thoughts about the essay you'll be writing tomorrow.
So, as I'm just getting to know you over here, do you often give presentations such as this? Well, good luck with the writing.
Hey all y'all!Granny J: Thanks! Well, the class essay is 95% done -- just need to look at it with fresh eyes for a final edit tonight.Shelly: Ain't it grand what light can do? :-) I do like the ability of a digital camera to help me make less-representational work. Although Lucas Samaras' set-on-fire Polaroids are a whole 'nother extreme on that theme.am: Thanks so much for your kindness! As usual, I found a bigger question than I could shim into a four-page essay; we shall see if I get dinged for length.Mapelba: No, that art history preso is a brand new way I can scare myself. I recent went back to school related to arts not biz, and between the incredibly over-taxing job, the night classes, and the added fun I dreamt up for myself ("Hey, let's ask a really good question, draft an abstract, and see if anyone will want to hear what I have to say about Giotto, Boccaccio, and the frame tale form!") that conference is the first in my pursuit of new stage frights.
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