New Interview + Art in Aspen

If you’d like to give it a read, Dirge Magazine did a pretty extensive interview with me about medical history, writing, and being an extrovert artist.

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And if you happen to be visiting Aspen, Colorado,  I have two paintings in the “Subtle Gaze” group show put on by Max Kauffman at the Crystal Palace in Aspen, CO. The show opens Saturday, Feb. 6th 6:30 to 9pm and runs through the month.

I get asked about prints a lot, so here are a selection that come in a range in sizes, starting at just $20!

 

Thank You, Ohio Arts Council!

I’m pleased to announce I was awarded a Artists with Disabilities Access Program grant by the Ohio Arts Council in an effort to bring my biomorphic series together as a solo exhibition for the first time!

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This will be taking place in Cleveland this summer, more show info will be announced. The great part about this grant is it allows me to go larger with this work and will help pay for the costs associated with putting on an exhibition.

I will always paint people and portraits, but sometimes it is nice to take a break from that and work from a place of abstraction. I’ve only shown these paintings in group shows, in batches of 3, so I’m excited to be able to do a room full of these organisms!

Artists I Like Right Now: Dark Times

Well jeez, 2016 has gotten off to a strange and dark start, hasn’t it? Here are some current artists reflecting my moods.

Danny van Ryswyk

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Stephen Mackey

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Cleon Peterson

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The Duke and Duchess of Akron

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Gary Blaine

I recently did these little 8×8″ oil on paper portraits of the Duke and Duchess of Akron! Amy Mothersbaugh and Gary Blaine are also ministers of culture. I was so happy I got asked to paint them!

Ceci n’est pas une Nipple

The topic of censorship has come up for me recently. Let’s just say that a nude I did with her boobies showing, combined with the phrases ” it is very inappropriate” and “families read this publication” happened. Although I knew this would probably be the case I thought, maybe, just maybe they’d be cool. This was not the case.

The first time I got one of my nude paintings censored, so to speak, was at Laguna Beach High School when my teacher hung it in the art room. I came back the next day to find a string of toilet paper across the area where the lone nipple was visible. I guess the principle said he didn’t want the 9th grade boys to get too “excited”. At my high school back in Ann Arbor, they showed my nude pieces quite often, as well as the Ann Arbor Art Association, so this was a new thing for me. After all, the mascot for Laguna Beach HS was the “Artists”. Later, I was told it could not be published in the high school year book — even though my teacher pushed for it — again it was deemed inappropriate. We had a major meth epidemic at Laguna Beach HS that was never addressed, but you can’t go showing students a nipple.

When I moved to Dana Point for my senior year, same problems, different school. My nude works were banned from being shown in the common areas of the school in display cases. They were inappropriate. I found this hilarious, when you consider we had at least 3 teen parents at our school; two girls were currently knocked up, and I took one of the cheerleaders to buy a pregnancy test so she could take it my house without her parents finding out. So yes, representations of titties in acrylic were to be censored, despite the fact many students CLEARLY knew how bang some genitals together to make a baby!

A gallery in Dana Point also asked me not to show my nudes because “it wasn’t Christian”, so you know, all those nude works by Renaissance artists must be smut over in Vatican City. She was concerned because I was a 17 year old girl doing these paintings of naked women and I painted their nipples different colors. She was also incredibly annoyed the sexy lingerie store next door shared her parking lot. They sold, “leather undergarments” you guys!

The final straw was when I tried to curate a group show at Artcore in downtown Los Angeles. It was to be me, Tara McPherson, Louie Metz, Staci Lande, and a few others. The woman who ran the gallery didn’t want nudity. A downtown Los Angeles gallery, not wanting nudity? The board members tried to reason with her, but it was no use. This was on top of many other conditions she decided to set, like no satire and no sarcasm. That show didn’t happen, obviously.

It was strange to me, all these galleries in Laguna Beach and even Los Angeles refusing to show nudes, because they were inappropriate and indecent; and yet the people who set out these rules loved works by Botticelli and Michelangelo. I started drawing nudes when I was eleven years old! So what does that mean? I grew up with a lot of nude artwork in our home, and no, it didn’t turn me into a deviant. I did that on my own, thank you very much!

Up until now the last bit of censorship I had was in 2009. NBC Washington was promoting the show I had at Art Whino Gallery. They used the image of this painting below, but instead of putting a black bar across the nipples, they put a dark purple bar across them! Hey, at least whoever was told to do it had a sense of humor. I still don’t get why NBC didn’t just use another image, but hey, it was pretty funny!

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I know the Instagram police take down any artwork with nipples showing. I think only recently was it ruled that a representation of nipples was okay, but that doesn’t stop the strangest of people from reporting or flagging the content; and I’m guessing those are the same people who claim to be art lovers? It’s also the same people who get offended by everything (which seems more often these days online). I think we can all agree there are more important things going on in this big wide world we should be offended by.

I’m curious to know how other people have had their work censored? Was it a gallery, print publication, or something else?

I Don’t Know What I’m Doing: IMMA GURL ARTIST HALP

I was talking to Paula, the bassist of one of my favorite current bands, September Girls. A drunken guest had just been thrown out of my husband’s book party for various reasons; mainly that at one point after expressing to guests he was a fan of September Girls, he walked up to two of them and said flatly, “you looked like shit on stage last time I saw you”.

Something as harsh as this wasn’t what they were used to, however, Paula said all too often they did indeed get male fans who would almost always say, “Hey your band is great! But, you know what you should do…” because OBVIOUSLY when you are an all-female group you must need help and unsolicited advise from a man. Never mind they are more successful and have a farther reach than many all-male bands in Ireland right now — they’re women in a band, hence they must not know what they are doing. Never mind women get marginalized and treated like fuck dolls, imbeciles, or little girls in the music industry no matter what — they need a man to manage them. They need a man to help them navigate because IMMA GURL HALP PLEEZ and they must be winging it up until now. They could do so much better if only they had some help. Right?

It must have been something I blocked out, or something I just got used to. Maybe I was trying to be polite or assumed they were dumb so I just kept my mouth shut instead of getting nasty about it? “Your work is great! But you know what you should do…” is something I have heard from a ridiculous number of men with regard to my art-making practices and anything to do with my career. I guess I really did just get used to it. In fact, this was how they made conversation. But, now that I’ve registered more women saying it happens to them, I know it was a way of talking down to me. A way to show that they knew more about something than I did. I’m not saying every man has done this — of course not — but the percentage that have is pretty damn high.

Backhanded compliments, micro-aggressions, mansplaining, whatever you want to call it.

They take place in my studio when it has been open to the public; at my solo shows where work is selling; at group shows with other artists; at public art-making events or charities; online in group discussions; in an email that was unsolicited; in front of my husband, best friend, gallery owner, collector, or my parents. It happens at parties when I first meet someone and I tell him I’m an artist (oh those can be precious). It happens when someone I don’t know well sees that other acquaintances buy my work, and then they go on about how they want to commission a work of mine while simultaneously telling me what I need to do to be a famous/rich artist despite the fact they have NO experience or history in working in the realm of art.

And by the way, I can read people real damn quick when it comes to saying they want to commission a work. I’ve been doing it long enough I can tell who is serious and who is full of it — usually because they are showing off.

Hey I’m all for advice, when it really is that. I have male artists friends who tell me about cool products and stuff I should check out, or galleries and all that. Those are the men who aren’t out to try and prove they know more than me, insult me, or actually do work in my field and know me well enough that the advice or statements they make are helpful. They also don’t assume I’m a dummy.

I’ve heard many things. So many I can’t recall them all. Dumb things. Yet, the assumption is always I don’t know what I’m doing:

“Your prices are too high.”

“You should make your prices higher if you want to succeed.” (say that a little louder with the gallery director standing right there)

“You should do some social media.”

“You should get a publicist, I know a guy, he works with a lot of art types.”

“Your work doesn’t look as muddy in person.”

“You’re the one who does those Disney big-eye paintings. Yeah, I know who you are.” (What the living fuck?)

“You really should mold your contrasts more.” (I don’t think he knew what that meant)

“You should look up Hi Fructose Magazine.” “Yes, I’ve taken ads out with them and they feature my work on their website periodically.” “Oh.”

“You should read Juxtapoz Magazine.” “Yes I’ve been featured on their site many times and my friends are in it often, but since Complex Media bought them out I don’t look at it as often.” “Oh.”

“That’s not oil, that’s acrylic — I can TELL.” (the painting was in oil and I was sitting right there and he didn’t bother to talk to me in my own studio)

“Well, that’s certainly…interesting.” (blows nose into snotty tissue and drops it on my studio floor as he walks out)

“Have you ever thought of doing commissions?” “Yes I’ve been doing them since I was 16” “Oh, but like real ones? Like mayors and judges?” (I think my facial expression told him everything)

“You should do velvet paintings.” “Those are awful, why would I do that?” “Because people really like buying those.”

“You should show in galleries.” “Thanks, I do, all over the US, and Israel, and Australia.” “Oh well I guess you have it all figured out, huh?”

“Have you ever thought of submitting to galleries?” “Yes I’ve actually been showing in them for a long time.” “No I know, but like, real ones.”

“Yeah, I could tell you use different oil paint brands in one painting. Weird. Huh.” (what the living fuck?)

“You should take out advertising in Art in America or something.” “Well, that’s not my audience and some of those ads are $5-10K” “Oh.”

“Nice work. But, you should come to my art show tonight, it’s just right down the street and a couple blocks over.” (I was right in the middle of my own solo show opening reception)

“These are nice but I don’t know if I’d frame them like that.” (It was the opening reception and I sold two of them)

“You should try painting on linen/canvas/panel. I bet it would look really nice.” (I work on all of these)

“You should show your work in Los Angeles. You’d sell a lot there.” “I do show there. I’m from Los Angeles.”

“Your work is too slick. You shouldn’t make it so slick.”

“I could tell a woman painted these. It’s so obvious.”

“I saw the article about you. That was a really weird combination of your work they chose.”

“The guy you have taking your artwork photos is really good.” “I take all my own photos, thanks.” “Oh really? Isn’t that something.”

“Have you ever thought of doing this professionally?”

“You should sell your paintings on Etsy. My wife sells her handmade soaps on there.”

“You should make prints of that.” “I have them, here’s where to purchase them.” (Spoiler Alert: doesn’t buy print!)

“Do you know an artist by the name of… [pick a name of any male artist ever in the history of time and insert].” “Why yes, I have a book on him.” “Oh, well, yes I thought I’d tell you about him, but I guess you already know of him.”

“Do you know [insert current female artist]? Her work is okay, but she’s hot!”

“I bet you like Frida Kahlo a lot.” “Actually, I don’t. I never got into her.” “Oh, I thought all women liked her. That’s strange!”

These things would never get said to a man in the tone they get said to me. And I don’t go up to writers at book signings and get all, “Hey! You ever heard of this guy Hemingway? You’d like him because dudes like him!” or “You know what you should do? Have you ever thought of getting a publisher?” when I’m at a book store where the guy is signing books.

Anyway, you get the idea. I’m sure there are more egregious examples my friends can attest to that I’ve blocked out of my memory. I’m sure many to do with my appearance as well. I’m lucky that the art scene I am lumped into has a large number of female artists who are supported in the media, by their male counterparts, curators and so on. I could be wrong, but within that scene alone, I feel like the amount of solo shows is almost evenly divided between men and women. Sadly the percentage of female solo shows at major art institutions, major galleries and fairs in hovering around 33% though it drops sometimes to 20%. The exception being the Venice Biennale at 50% in 2010. Ten years ago women made up more than 60% of the art school students in the USA, so aside from going into arts administration (which now is mainly women) I don’t know what to think.

And again, apologies to those men who are genuine fans of the band, artist, writer, and are smart and confident enough to not make these little digs. You guys are rad! I know sometimes it doesn’t seem like much, but this stuff gets built up over time and I’m done making excuses for dopes or rationalizing their behavior.

As with anything, think before you speak. If no one asked you for a suggestion or critique, don’t give it. Like a normal human. And, don’t assume that the first thought that pops in your head of how you would do something or do it different, hasn’t already been considered.

Tell me your thought or stories in the comments. I think I’m finally “grown ass lady” enough to start calling this stuff out when it happens again.

Fashion Illustrators I Like Right Now

MASAKI MIZUNO

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DIANA KUKSA

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MEIZHEN

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