A Catching Up Session with Good News

Detail of "Dwelling", 2012

Mixed Media Drawing

It has been awhile since I've posted, but I assure you that I have been working hard and I have some news!  There is a new fine arts publication coming out around May - Nectar Magazine - and the image above was selected for publication in their first issue!  I'm so excited!  This is the first publishing experience outside of my own endeavors and I couldn't be happier to this bit of progress!

My new website is up and running now - www.wix.com/krystallbooth/art if you would like to check it out.  I really enjoyed creating it, and I think that it runs circles around the old site.  It has a sampling of works from the last couple of years.

 On another note, the mixed media work I submitted for the Florence and Machine contest through Secret 7 and Talenthouse was not chosen. You can't win them all, right?

And finally, I have been given the opportunity to create some paintings for the place where I work part-time!  I know that I'll be trying to crank them out over the next week, and I really look forward to sharing what I do with my coworkers and our guests.  My artwork is actually going to be seen?  Shouldn't it be in a dungeon somewhere?  And don't worry, Mom, they will not be paintings of dead people. hahaha! (She worries sometimes...)  :)

Things are gradually shifting, but I feel as though 2012 has already surpassed 2011.  What a year last year was - good grief!  I am surprised that I still have hair on my head...though I have noticed a few white hairs that crept in when I was too busy fretting about other things.  Who knows?  Maybe the white hairs are a sign of good things to come.

No Pain, No Gain?

The Machine

(January of Twelve Collaborative Project: Krystal Booth)

2012, Mixed media on paper

10x18"

Above is the result of what I created for the Twelve artist collaboration.  I experimented quite a bit with this one and had a lot of fun.  Though what does fun have to do with it?

Fun seems irrelevent when we look at art.  We don't exactly look at every work and instantly wonder "did the artist have fun creating this"?  It seems arbitrary and afterall, do we really care if they enjoyed it?  Our main concerns are if we enjoy looking at it and the meaning of the work.  We don't necessarily ask questions that reveal a behind the scene glimpse of the artist at work.  Afterall, when we are in a museum or gallery we are faced with the end result, and not the journey.

Over the past couple of years, I have come to terms with dedicating my life to art.  It is a marriage, as I have noticed that it encompasses a dedication of for better or for worse.  It is stuck with me, as I am with it, though I hope that we never truly mean "stuck" when describing our relationship.

Last year I noticed that some of what I was doing was extremely frustrating and not really fun at all while creating.  After I finished a piece, I was more relieved than anything else.  I had excluded joy from the equation.  Books I have read and some sappy made-for-television movies I have seen exclaim "Enjoy the journey!  Love the process!"  There is valid and dignified truth to that, yet it has become a cliche statement that just sounds like I should be gluing plastic flowers to my face while singing in a commune somewhere.

Well, I think by November last year I had realized that I was making myself miserable.  I would stress out over works in progress and always feel as though they were hanging over my head.  The results were only momentarily satisfying, but I kept creating because if I don't create, I'm even worse off.  I get downright aggitated and depressed and envious- only ugly emotions need apply. 

As you know, in November I decided to do a year long session of experimentation.  I realized that it was the time because it became more uncomfortable to continue as I had been than to change.  It was also the right time because I don't have "a name" yet.  I do not have anyone expecting a specific style or way of working.  I realized that I was free to create as I chose to create without expectations.  I was going through a realization similar to Virginia Woolf's Orlando when he was thirty and spent his time under his favorite oak tree after bad press and declared that he would only create for his own pleasure and tastes (please note that I am not referring to when he was thirty and physically changed into a woman without surgery, which is a more miraculous realization by far).

This year long experiment has been marriage counseling.  Over these past few months, I have not felt the anxieties that were so common to me prior to this.  Creating feels, dare I say, fun.  It has been exciting and stress-free.  The process has been much less painful, which automatically makes me wonder if I am creating anything worthwhile.

To create anything of worth, doesn't it need to be painful?  I'm discovering that this could be a misconception about art that I have carried with me - some unknown baggage from an unknown source.  This can apply to so many areas of life, occupations, and goals.  In your opinion, is it true or a myth?  Does it have to be "no pain, no gain" at all times?  Is it a cultural phenomenon of the United States?  All Western cultures? Or believed by the majority of our planet?  What and where are the exceptions?

Balancing Time Spent

http://youtu.be/aYnlpaWWH4E

I simply cannot get enough of Levni Yilmaz's Tales of Mere Existence today!  My facebook friend, Cathrine, posted one today and then I was hooked.  Thank you, Cathrine!

Though, I must confess, I have probably spent too much time viewing the films on his youtube channel.  My goal of cleaning the apartment today is quickly losing time, but at least I am finding myself motivated to do more of my artwork.

Of course, I'm telling myself that I have to accomplish some cleaning first before indulging in some art time.  Will there be enough hours in the day today?

So many days are planned like this.  I feel as though I need to earn the right to spend some time creating and I think that's faulty thinking.  I plan the day with all of the stuff that I don't want to do, but need to do first, and only after all of that is accomplished can I be rewarded with what I really want to do.  This is most of the time a lose-lose scenario for motivation.  If I do happen to do all of my household chores, by the time I get to have fun I lose all motivation for it.  I'm too tired and would rather just read or watch tv.  Then I feel a type of anxiety that I wasted the day because I didn't create anything.

Adversely, sometimes I make these grandiose lists and they just sit there, as do I.  I think of things to do instead of doing anything on the list.  I'll spend too much time on the computer, or looking up cleaning/interior design shows to inspire me, or playing with our cats, or exercising or a combination of all of these plus more, and then get nothing else accomplished for the day.  Nothing on the list gets done, and again, my artistic motivation is not acted upon, ending in anxiety that I wasted the day.

This is how I functioned for several days out of the past year.  I either did what I needed to do and was left with little motivation/energy for the end of the day to enjoy creating, or it was spent without making the day count for much of anything.  This year has not been too bad so far, but I'm scared of this happening again.  Now that I see this pattern, perhaps I can stop this phenomenon through a careful plan of attack.  What plan of attack have you taken that works for you?  How do you balance your time successfully?

Did Picasso do dishes?  When did Rauschenberg do his laundry? 

Optimism, Productivity, and Dickinson

December for K&A Plasticwear's Twelve Project, 2011

Mixed media on paper, 6x12".

This is a recent work...further exploration with media, layers, and drawing.  This Twelve project was a collaborative project that Amanda Knauer Crismore and I did last year.  We took turns every month creating art based upon what the other one did the previous month.  It was like a conversation through artwork, and it was a blast!  This year we've opened it up to other artists and it's going to be so interesting to see the work throughout the year.  Since Amanda started the 2011 year, I'm kicking off the year this time around, and I've been working on it all day.  I decided to take a bit of a break and so here I am - happily writing.

So far this year, I feel really optimistic and productive.  The website is finished on wix now (go to www.wix.com/krystallbooth/art to check it out), complete with a rewritten bio, and all is well.  It felt great to get it all done, and I'm looking forward to adding more works to it as the year progresses.  The motivation for creating work hasn't been a struggle since November when I embarked on this year long experiment.  I would be lying if I said that I wasn't surprised by this.  Usually when I sign myself up for a year long anything, I lose my umpf after a few weeks...my weight-loss/health quest is a great example of this.  Yet this year feels different.  I don't know what it is, but perhaps it is the impending doom factor...?

I don't believe that the world will end at the end of this year in a sense of gloom and doom, but I do hope that perhaps it will be an global awakening of sorts throughout the year.  It feels as though we are going through some kind of philosophical wormhole and when we emerge on the other side, we will be better for having gone through it.  It's a sense of hope that has me thinking this way, especially at this time of year and on this particular day.

Hope

by Emily Dickinson

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Thank you to Mrs. Powers for requiring me to memorize this poem (though of course I messed up when reciting it for the class).  It has stayed with me all of these years.

 

Once Upon A Time On Nova

Dwelling, 2012

Mixed media drawing on paper, 14x20"

Finished!  Details are below.  I hope that your 2012 is off to a good start too!



The Big Snore and An Honest Portrayal

It seems it is time to redo my artist biography.  I started working on it this morning and am going to get it revised fully by tonight - at least that is the goal.  In general, bios are meant to be boring.  They are simply a paragraph form of a resume, and we all know how mindfully invigorating resumes are to read. 

Pure delight.

None the less, biographies do not have to boring according to some of the sources I've read, including the book "I'd Rather Be in the Studio" by Alyson B. Stanfield.  Some of the ways of adding interest seem cheesy though.  For example - "If you do not suffer from indigestion or rapid-oh-my-I-need-a-loo digestion after spicy food, there is a great Mexican restaurant around the corner from Clifford's work at the MOMA," or "If you are not afraid of getting shot or mugged, check out Gallery 3467 in the seedy part of the city which holds a work by Glenda in the main gallery."

Okay, so maybe I exaggerate on the ridiculousness, but it seems that writing a bio can be a fine balancing act.  No one wants to come off as a bore and likewise no one wants to come off as a hokey gimmick either.

To put it simply, the one I have now makes me cringe to place as an introduction for an online audience.  It would be okay for galleries, but even then it would be mediocre at best.  I will be taking a bit of advice from Ms. Stanfield in this endeavor to try it out...maybe not so drastically honest as the following:

"Krystal Booth is an artist that needs more practice and so she is trying different things out constantly.  If you like a work by her, you will be lucky if she creates another one like it.  This works well for people who do not enjoy a work created by her, as she is an artistic charmeleon and may possibly create something they like in the future.

She enjoyed earning her BFA and BA at Indiana University Purdue University Fort Wayne, but regrets not being smart enough to ask the right questions while there, and has had to research ever since.  Krystal was so naive at times that it causes her to cringe at some of her memories.  She rarely missed dollar pint nights at Munchie's on Mondays by the time she was a Junior, and enjoyed her fair share of Scooby Snacks there- fries with old bay seasoning and cucumber dip.  It caused her to be quite "volumptuous" at best.  She also learned that she is not skilled with 3-D Media as her metal-smithing projects always fell apart and her ceramics were unanimously agreed to be of the ugliest designs ever witnessed before and after firing.  Luckily, she was amused by her lack of skill.

She was born in Coldwater, Michigan and grew up in the cozy small town of Angola, Indiana.  She lived in Florida and New York chasing other dreams in order to avoid being an artist - she thought being an artist was only for a select few.  In New York she "grew a pair" (she emphatically hates this saying) and finally decided to go for it by enrolling in college for art back in Fort Wayne.  She now lives in beautiful Portland, Oregon with her fun and wonderful fiance and two cats.  She dreams of having a funding sponsor for her art someday and feels this sponsorship has been well-earned with Maruchan Instant Lunch and/or Nissin Cup of Noodles."

Done!

"Only If For A Night" 2011

Mixed media on paper inspired by the Florence + the Machine

This is now entered into the contest for Talenthouse.com - hooray!  Finished a week early!