Life is Sometimes Sad but it’s Always Beautiful

I am sat in the gold-fish bowl like gallery, people ricochet through the doors, humanoid platelets making up the blood of a body then space expands with silence and all is still again.
This phrase: ‘Life is sometimes sad but it’s always beautiful’ came to mind – I thought of Marilyn Monroe. I opened photoshop and began to make use of my idle finger tips.


Encounter

Encounter

Encounter, was the titled of poem published in Beyond Gravity. I stumbled across the last remaining copy of my book. Published when at the tender age of seventeen. A poetess who peaked too young, ha ha. At least I had a peak. This is a photo of me, I get very bored when I work at the art gallery and do self portraits to pass the time. I used photoshop to play, ever experimenting with word art because it feels good.


George Washington said…


A COURSE IN MIRACLES


Naked Brain Poster


Real Eyes


Money is Worthless, Value Everything.

One of my latest prints. I exposed the screen at the art center and printed it in my living room! I need to eyeball everything until I get clamps but who cares? I’m getting creative at home!

I’m growing more attracted to the idea of using money, coins and paper and turning them into stencils…

Image


Creole Junkyard

I traded in one dirty city for a week in another dirty city, city girl seeks out the dirt its where the substance thrives – first time in New Orleans I book into the Frenchman dump my bags and go out to walk the borderline area to see what is beyond I find a scrap yard horse in a vain attempt to reach the sky, across the street is Dr Bob art yard, more barbed wire and life-sized manikin of a clown not creepy at all I keep walking as the sun slips into late afternoon attire iridescent pink and gold threads the scene to my skin as i seep in the streets pass foreign homes that could house vampires with delicate flame of lanterns out to brave the night oh creole rumble strips music always music music music blowing and swinging like a spirit i like this new spirit this new side smoking by the Mississippi  river with strangers we smile have a nice life as we leave and there is no sorrow but exhilaration who would know the joy of shrimp and crawfish mouth organisms feet find jazz funerals and clouds for my head, i left you before i got to see your underbelly NOLA bye


Rear View Mirror

“Did you never hear of the woman who looked back and turned into a pillar of salt?” my mother said from across the kitchen table cupping a steaming mug.

“No” I splurge a reply, inquisitive and slightly agitated. Mother fails to recognize and without a gap for air continues …

“I think it was in Greek Mythology. A woman was banished from a city. She was told never look back, sure enough she did and turned into a pillar of salt.”

Interesting…

This scene of a memory and the woman reduced to mineral waves back to me as I sit in a car without air conditioning, gazing around downtown Miami, slowing cooking into the late morning and waiting for a return.


Preparing for the November window instelation with Lazaro Amaral Art

Lazaro Amaral Art & ChloBirdPoetry prepare for their next venture

The Arts Center South Florida, has allocated a window space for well-known artist Lazaro Amaral and his poetic apprentice, Chloe Firetto-Toomey aka Chlobirdpoetry. The Lincoln road window show debuts in November 2012 and they intend to let you see the birthing of their ideas and document the entire process.

 The Concept:

  ‘The Gift of the Present Moment”

 Artist/Poet Vision of Show…

The Arts Center display area has 7 windows. Each window will display a posters that reads seven ‘poetic insights’ on a backdrop of stenciled images.  We came up with this idea/concept while drinking coffee and smoking on Lazaro’s balcony overlooking the palm trees of Miami Beach.

Over the week that followed I came up with three samples of writing for Lazaro to choose one that will be the premise of our show. Below is a page I wrote including the seven insights.

The Poet sought out the Artist and asked, will you teach me how to print? And so he did, and they collaborated to present to you, The Gift of the Moment, 7 posters via 7 windows. Their message is familiar, the teachings unique to experience, and universal to all.

  1. You don’t need eyes to see, you need vision
  2. Life is a classroom, each pupil must learn a lesson
  3. All we have is NOW
  4. Leaves are falling prayer flags
  5. Love your craft
  6. Craft the art of being
  7. Handmade Art, heart-heard words, for your eyes.

Posters will be for sale after the show, to be sold in pairs, singular or, as a set. The display will take place September 26th to November 4th 2012 at The Arts Center South Florida, 924 Lincoln Road, Miami Beach.

  How to produce our vision?

Each of the seven phrases must be printed out and made into stencils. We have decided to use the classic stencil font for the text as it’s bold, easy to read, cut out and spray paint. I would have like to consider the typewriter font as it has a classic feel to it but once we print it the words might not be as eligible as when the stencil font is used.

Each phrase is going to need two panels or 7 by 4 feet long pieces of paper.

Panel 1 is going to be the backdrop for the words.

Panel 2 is going to be made into the word stencil.

Panel 1 will be spray painted white.

Panel 2 will be used to stencil the words onto panel 1.  We will do this in black to give a shadow effect to the words.

We will begin by printing out one phrase at a time onto a 4 by 4 inch space. Then, we will place it under a projector so that the words are magnified onto the 7 by 3 feet paper. Then, we trace with a pencil the outline of the words. Then, we shellac it to protect the paper, and with care, use an exacto knife to cut out the words and make stencil. We will keep the loose letter cut outs to possibly use again on the second backdrop panel.

We will then repeat this process until we have all the words in stencil.

How it all began…

A poet and a painter meet to create a body of work through different mediums via a shared view or concept. Artwork is bound to color, words to paper. Lets dive into both… a brief history 1st…

When ChloBirdPoetry walked into Lazaro Amaral’s print room at the South Florida Arts Center, it was as though the horizon spelled the limitless and she wanted to explore it. Chloe was eager to learn, to print her words, Lazaro was eager to teach his skills and did so with passion. Often Chloe in her willingness to learn would make mistakes in haste, turning Lazaro’s face red in frustration before breaking to a smile. Chloe knew this was a beginning, and she told Lazaro, ‘you’re going to know me for a long time’ he rolled his eyes to the heavens.

Three years later, Chloe helps Lazaro in production for 2 shows, ‘Mafia Art’ and ‘Art Bitch’ in Miami’s Design District. She assists Lazaro wherever she can, helping to write and edit his website and blog, and in turn, Lazaro teaches Chloe the art of Printmaking and Silkscreen.

Stay tuned to see how Lazaro and Chloe develop their concept “The Gift of the Moment.


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