Dear John~creditors called

Dear John,

I gave up on the Roman number titles.

A creditor called and wanted to talk to me (Well, Patricia Delauter) about the Visa cards that are way overdue.  They want to offer a settlement amount on the balance.  Remember the Platinum Visa cards.  The Marriott Platinum Visa cards?  One was in the company name and we used it for business.  The other card was for personal use, for both of us.  We each had our own card.

The last things purchased on those cards were

1. Ying

2. yearly Marriott Las Vegas Timeshare

3. Groceries

 

While I still have Ying and owe money on my hairless dog, you also still owe for Ying.  Half of Ying $600.

I can’t remember what the yearly fee was but I think about a grand on each.  We have two Vegas timeshares.  One wasn’t good enough and now one of in default.  The yearly payment covered your trip to Florida.  You Tesla, Kelly and her kids used that timeshare yet I am stuck with the damn bill?

Groceries were the ones I bought, the day I came back to give you another chance.  What a waste of time that was.

So now I am going back to homework.  The creditor appreciated me updating her on my inability to settle on this credit card.  She will call back in a month.  Not that I think they would ever forget to call.

So back to painting and I’ll see you in court my future ex-hubby.

~P.

Blue in the face

A self portrait of pain

I’ve been holding my breath for so long.

My skin is shades of blue.

One eye always watching.

My mole now black.

One ear is listening.

My lips sewn shut.

Laced by hemp.

I strain against the binding.

Opening my lips to free the pain.

My head now cleared.

I nurture the thoughts that caused the pain.

My ear is open, my eye never blinks.

I can’t be silenced.

So in my head, I will hold the problem, but no solution.

A copy of your birthday blog.

Sorry it hurt your feelings.

Sorry you feel the need to take me to court over it.

Sorry it was just a picture and I hadn’t actually baked it.

Sorry I didn’t share birthday cake with Tesla on your birthday. 

Sorry it never freaking occurred to me to bake a cake, for your birthday.

It did occur to me to write you a birthday blog.

It didn’t turn out exactly how I planned it.

But it has inspired me artistically.

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Clay, acrylic paint 10/19/2011  NFS

ROFLMAO,

~P.

Chainsaw Sculpture

On October 7th, I happened to be traveling along Druck Valley Road in York, PA.  I spotted a man on scaffolding, chainsawing a tree.  I slowed down and noted the advertising on his truck.  I didn’t have a “set” schedule for the day, so I turned around and went back.  When I climbed out of my car, he stopped sawing and took off his earphones.

I told him my name and why I was interrupting his carving and he was happy to take a break.

“Here’s my card”, he said.  “If you have any questions, ask me while my ears are free.”

Funny guy, Brad D. Heilman was, and quite chatty.  At that moment, Heilman had just finished the Eagle and had started on a new, much larger sculpture.  The Mount Wolf native has 22 years experience tree climbing and 11 years in “free standing, sculpture stump carving” with his title as “Carver”.  He is a busy “one-man operation” who finds out what the customer wants discussing the options for about an hour, “then they let me go with it.”

“Really, they give you an idea and you just run with it?  Do you sketch it out with the client?”  I asked.

“No” he answered, shaking his head.  “I don’t sketch anything.”  Then he pointed to his head with his finger. “It’s all up here.” he grinned.

I was very surprised and impressed.  I needed my camera and lucky me had it.

Back to work

The eagle was across the yard, was watching Heilman as he carved out the bears.

Watchful eyes

The Eagle was a separate piece, attached to match with the stump.   The Eagle was created at Heilman’s house.  He has statues in front of his home for sale and as attachments for use on job sites.

“The bear is to be returning the eagle’s eyes.”  Heilman said, “The eagle took about 45 minutes at the shop.”

Back at the bears, I saw the beehive develop from very raw to a more finished edge.  I found it amazing  he could create these sculptures with no sketches and just taking a break after 45 minute to step back and see where he’s at with the stump.  Once he gets an idea in his head he just dives in.  With 10 to 11 Stihl chainsaws on hand, he has no shortage of cutting edges.  He carved the large chunks out, then broke out the smaller saw to create texture and accurate depth.

I see a bear head popping out

Heilman had a rhythm going, holding the chainsaw with either hand.  Flipping it upside down and pulling up through the wood.  Digging in with gusto as he wedged out bear’s body.

Imagine what he could do with a laser.

Heilman had been at it for about 30 minutes and he suddenly stopped.  After taking his earphones off I asked, “Do you ever have boo-boos?  Where you cut off something you hadn’t meant to?”

He held up his arm and said, “yes, just now when I nicked myself with the tooth of the saw.”

That wasn’t the type of boo-boo I meant.  I went over to the emerging bear and saw that blood was dipped down the front of him.  “Damn!  You bleed for your art!”  Heilman liked that thought.  Just as it’s only a little blood, I suppose.

The bear draws blood

Heilman gave me permission to climb on the scaffolding so I could get better shots.

“I’ll cut that blood off in a bit” ~Heilman

While Heilman had been busy creating, I placed a gift for him in the back of his truck.

Notice “The Spartan” tucked into the milk crate?

Attending to his cut, Heilman mentioned he would love to carve a Spartan for York College of PA.  I wonder if there are any trees on campus that need a facelift?

Heilman called it a day and I said goodbye.  I promised to come back for pictures when he finished.  He suggested talking to the owners of the property.  He said, “They’re really nice people.”  I thanked him again and was back on the road.

I returned to the Rosengrant property eager to see the finished sculptures.  The transformation of tree trunk into art is stunning.  Just driving by doesn’t do the carving justice.  David Rosengrant was home and happy to talk about his statues.

Mark of the master~Carver R.D. Heilman

I introduced myself while thinking Rosengrant looked familiar to me.

“What made you decide to have tree sculptures in your yard?” I asked.

Rosengrant replied, “Well, the electric company came through and fucked up the trees.  When I found out the cost of the sculptures I decided to have them done.  I didn’t think it would be that cheap or would look that nice.”

I asked how he decided what the sculptures would be and he answered, “I wanted an eagle, my wife wanted bears and my daughter Nicole, wanted a face.  We only had one tree to work with and Brad said it was too big to use for an eagle.  My wife won out and that became the bear tree.  The eagle on the corner stump was a suggestion by Brad and I liked it.  Everyone was happy.”

“Will you be using this as a mailbox?” I asked.

Rosengrant replied, “Not yet.  It cost more to have that little area black-topped then the two sculptures cost.  I wasn’t paying that so the bear sculpture isn’t complete.  We are going to add-on to it so it extends out to the road.  The township was making a big deal over black-topping that little area anyway.”

Any final comments I asked and he crossed his arms, smiling “I didn’t expect all the attention they are getting.  People see them as art and Brad is an amazing guy.  I don’t mind people looking at the sculptures.  I love them.”

What’s not to love?  Beautiful art to share with anyone driving by on Druck Valley Road.

 

Friendly Chap Massive paws

The Eagle stands alone, watching over the bears.  One bear returns the eagles gaze.  Where is the face daughter Nicole wanted?  Brad added “The Man of the Woods” last, making everyone happy.

“Man of the Woods”

  Interested in wood sculptures in your yard?  Contact Brad Heilman at 717-266-5780.  Expert Chainsaw Carver at your service.

Thanks all for viewing my blog on this fascinating art form.

Art is everywhere,

~P.

Christian

An art classmate of mine named Christian is a unique, intelligent person.  I had met him at a Fourth of July party at Mark and Kristin Hoke’s house.  He tagged along with a friend (party crasher) and I never learned his name that night.  Everyone referred to him as “McLoven” and he just laughed along with the rest of us.

That fall I found myself sitting across from “McLoven” in creative writing class.  He wrote a crazy and silly story titled Gerhard Wintsler: Chicken Snatcher.  The class enjoyed his circus story and with Christian’s permission, I will post it on my blog in the near future.

This fall, I found myself sitting beside “McLoven” in art class.  He can not resist picking on me and I get a huge kick out of him.  Today he felt the need to comment on my age multiple times and I threatened to write about him in my blog.  He didn’t seem scared until I mentioned his nickname.

On lunch break, the cafe’s credit card machine was down and I didn’t have my student ID to pay for my coffee and bagel.  Christian insisted on paying for it and I said “Awww see you are nice to me!”  He immediately denied this, of course.

When we got back to class and he resumed his constant chatter, changing his mind what his sculpture looked like multiple times.  The sculptures we are working on are not supposed to look like anything, so I’m not sure why he was so worried about it.  He slipped back into “pick on Pattie” mode and I said in front of our classmates, “I think you like me and that’s why you pick on me.  You even bought my lunch.”

“Oh no!” he said, quickly denying the thought.  “You are not in my age group!” he explained.

“Really?” I asked in a serious tone.  “I’m 31, so I guess I am to old for your age group.”

He paused and said, “Oh, that’s not old.”

I don’t know how I should feel about our conversation.  Happy that he believes I am 31 years old, or bad because otherwise, I am old.

Like fine wine…getting better with age,

~P.

Art Sculpture Picks

For Art Class we are to choose multiple examples of sculpture that we find appealing.  I made my choices and would like to share them with you.  🙂

Artist: Ken Clark

Artist: Shiraz Yanir

Artist: Li Xiaofeng

Artist: Aaron Ristau

I viewed this collection when it was in Baltimore, MD.

Cadavers as art…..was amazing and didn’t even smell.

Artist: Itoh Hirotoshi South Africa

Artist: UnknownReminded me of all the vines growing in the woods at my parents.

Artist: Dale Chihuly

Reminded me of the glass sculptures in Atlantic City.

Artist: Barbara Gilhooly

This heart….makes me think of my heart.

Thanks for checking out my sculpture picks!

Art in many forms,

~P.

The Crafty Basket Dover, PA

Pattie Crider

Art Critique

4/27/2011

                The Crafty Basket is located just up from the square in Dover, PA and specializes in country folk art.  While some art is produced by using prefabricated pieces, the art created as a whole are original.  The Crafty Basket is owned by Brenda and Mike Eckenrode and has been in business for thirteen years.  Their work is displayed gallery-like and the original art pieces are signed by the artist. 

                The first piece I chose was a Christmas ornament.  The plastic ornament was originally blank and the edges were raised to show texture.  Brenda Eckenrode painted a whimsical snowman using acrylic paint depicting a realistic winter scene.  The snowman wore a red scarf and mittens complimenting his carrot nose and contrasting with the cool, blue background.  He was centered on the ornament and had a cheerful look to his face.  The top right side portrayed a top hat held in his left hand.  Balancing out the Christmas ornament was a white star on the left side of the heart-shaped piece.  A simple white ribbon to display the piece was attached at the top.

                The second piece was a soft sculpture of a grandmother like doll.  Her face was incredibly natural looking as Brenda used nylon stocking material to create the head.  The dolls outfit was a composition of cotton material, lace and ribbon all hand sewn.  Many pieces used to create this realistic soft sculpture would be considered “found objects” such as the tiny wire glasses, hair and the single flower in her hand.  Attached to the back of the doll sculpture was a magnet.  This was not actually part of the art but did make it easy to display and view.

                The third piece of art, Lilac Milkcan, would also be considered “found objects.” This arrangement was created using artificial white lilacs with deep green foliage.  The milk can was painted a robin’s egg blue and made to look antique.  By this I mean it was purposely painted to look used.  There were portions, especially around the handles and base where the paint had been thinned down to barely cover the tin.  This floral arrangement was especially appealing to my eyes because of the analogous colors of green and blue.  Had the milk can been painted green it would not have made the foliage pop between the white lilacs and the milk can.

                The forth piece was a print titled Autumn Afternoon by Billy Jacobs of Ohio.  This picture appealed to me because the subject or focus point seemed to be the crows on the fence.  The crows were large in scale and towards the bottom of the piece.   They were perched on a fence that created horizontal and vertical lines showing its stability as well as unity and rhythm.  My eyes followed the fence line which led to a tree created with diagonal lines.  The diagonal lines kept my eyes moving over the picture to the house in the background.  Though the house is clearly much larger than the crows, Jacobs painted it at the top of the picture makes it appear correct in scale.  The colors used in this piece were warm variations of red, accurately depicting an autumn day.

                The fifth piece is a birdhouse sculpture.  This was created by Mike from trees cut down on the Eckenrode property.  Each piece of the birdhouse was cut and planed by Mike then assembled.  He added vines woven together created diagonal lines around the birdhouse.  Each bird hole was placed at equal distances creating unity in the piece and the rectangular nail under each hole gave it a nice visual rhythm.  This sculpture has a rustic look because the boards were not sanded completely smooth.  Instead there is a rough texture left on the surface and was painted a washed out blue color making it appeared to be faded with age.  The base and the roof sections were painted black and broke up the color scheme.  This piece made me think of sculpture in the round because it can be viewed from all sides.  It also made me think of earth art, not in the traditional sense but because it was made of items found naturally on earth with the exception of the nails. 

                The sixth piece I chose was the simplest of all, a wooden shelf.  This was also made by Mike from trees grown on their property.  I thought of it as functioning art because it was very appealing due to its simple assemblage and primitive look but once hung, could be used to display other works of art.  Unlike the birdhouse which I don’t think could actually function due to its scale, the shelf is the perfect size to hang on a wall.  Mike sanded it smooth and stained it black in color.  All the edges were lighter in color highlighting the horizontal and vertical lines.  The monochrome color would complement any room as well as anything placed on the shelf.  I found it simply beautiful.

                The art found at the Crafty Basket took me back to a simpler time of life.  The farmhouse in Billy Jacobs’ picture would be the exact location for the primitive, rustic art created at the Crafty Basket.  A York or Lancaster County farmhouse or even better, log house, would be ideal.  After talking to the Eckenrodes and learning their items were handmade and painted on location I had a deeper appreciation for this simple art form.  Art of this type is also made cheaply overseas and when I compared their handmade version against the imported type, the quality difference was clear.  The Eckenrode’s art was clean in appearance, not sloppily put together or painted on an assembly line.  The soft sculpture doll was just outstanding because the time put into making it was obvious.  There were no loose strings hanging from the material, nor was it made with poor quality “found objects.”  The Christmas ornament was skillfully painted by an artist, Brenda, not an anonymous person sitting in a factory.  In sketching each piece it forced me to look closely at how it was made, arranged or painted and appreciate the skill needed to create folk art.