Prepping, The Napkin Ring Project.

I dressed to go out. Really I did. I even woke up at 1 am to run out into the night to turn the studio heater on, because the snow had not let up. 

no one home

But then it occurred to me. No one was home, and the studio is really just a dry space not a insulated warm space. The rings were in a clean state. I would be running back and forth anyhow. All I needed to do was apply and shine the wax on the napkin rings for photographing, and cataloging, and really... Lets be honest, no one was home. 

S section

So after grabbing a stash of records from the S section, or rather Nina’s neighbors, I lit a fire. Running in and out to collect my rings, I got distracted... with a conversation the children and I had yesterday about raising money for the YWCA years ago with our friends the Bowers. Real money (or so it was in our minds) was raised with these sweet bird feeder ornaments. And wouldn’t you know it, I just had the materials right here…. ten minutes later, this. Not bad right? Well now to watch if I have the bird's approval and love….

Bird Ornaments

When I brought wood in, and realized some needed to still dry off from the snow... and the rings needed a shelf to heat up on for the wax to be applied. I reached deep, and pulled forth my inner Martha Stewart… Who knew a snow day could be so sweet. 

martha set up

So many new rings for the Holiday pop-up. This coming Sunday, December 11, 2016 at Saffron Restaurant, downtown Walla Walla. All afternoon, from 3-7 pm with Bubbly to share. See you there!!

 

 

 

 

December 2 2016

The copper is glinting all over the studio. Shiny hot spots. And all of my turned over panels, freshly painted to begin again, serve as platforms for the growing troops. Fearless they stand to gather the teams.

In the cold, cold studio, the napkin rings are mounting. Face and mind and fingertips, senses that also join the table, are acknowledged. The afternoon sun will illuminate.

Silver is the Perfect Color- Mike Henderson

Mike Henderson, Painter.

Quick History: Notes from an Interview.

During a lecture this past winter at Whitman College, Paul McCarthy, made a reference to a painter that had made an early impression on him. Influencing him to spray paint everything in his yard and everything he owned silver.  This man, Mike Henderson, who painted in silver because “it was the answer,” was a classmate at San Francisco Art Institute before Paul left for the University of Southern California.

Apparently Mike Henderson did not really know, or register Paul until a few years ago. In March 2008, Paul curated a show of important influences, “Low Life Slow Life” at CCA Watts Institute for Contemporary Arts. Although he looked for other work, he ultimately showed, Nonviolence, 1965, 72 x 120 inches and Castration 1968, 72 x 120 inches. “Both works depict aggressive violence perpetrated by men in uniform, one wearing an arm band with a swastika.” Around the time of the show, Paul reminded Mike of a story from school. Mike had came back to his studio at SFAI and, found a painted silver paper with christmas lights on the floor of his studio, in front of his paintings. That, Paul pointed out, was him. 

This July I approached Mike for an interview, to further my own explorations into silver. 

Although accepted into other programs, Mr. Henderson attended San Francisco Art Institute.   Ultimately, SFAI was the only school that did not reject him after finding out the color of his skin.  This, among other influences led him from a small town watercolorist to abstract painter and experimental film maker.

He counts early exposure to Van Gogh, Elaine de Kooning, Joan Mitchell, and Georgia O’Keefe. He recollected early conversations, at SFAI with Bruce Nauman. A significant moment with art historian Dr. Miller, rotated Mike's mind around the old adage, "if a tree falls in the forest will anyone know?" This was provocative, in the time of civil rights. And later, a discussion at Skowhegan with Al Held and Jacob Lawrence, were direction changing. Specifically, it was after he spoke with Al Held that he left the political work behind.

Mike’s daily life brought his work into focus. A blues career brought him in touch with community, outside of school. His humanitarian work for the Black Panthers, bringing food to the hungry, and appliances to needy. As an African-American living in a “hub of diversity.” He fed his “desperation to compete”  and to not be treated like a minority. Mike would make over 50 huge paintings each semester to“catch up” with the expectations he set for himself. Ultimately he received his BA and masters in 4 years.

Previously, his paintings were political. He was surrounded by cops, civil rights, listening to Eldridge Cleaver give lectures and demonstrations. He was looking for an answer. He saw for the first time, a white boy be placed in a choke hold, for standing up for a black person. 

He sequestered himself into his mind. Using 80 feet worth of canvas, he stretched 15 paintings. After a week of many 24 hour days of painting, Mike Henderson bought a 5 pound bucket of silver paint. And he began to repaint his canvases, and then his sneakers. Intense in thought, he would interact with society with the flecks dispersing over his skin and hair….  All of these experiences and more, brought him to what he thought was the answer to mankind. 

Mike decided that “silver was the perfect color.” “It remains itself and reflects its surroundings” If you covered yourself in silver, you could remain yourself and reflect another. “Freedom of speech… who you are… the nucleus of thinking… civil rights… this color would some how make it easier” 

“People could loose themselves in another culture.” Thinking about how to not be a “culture vulture.”  And how a person could “…respect community and walk through.”

“I would be you, you would be me.” (And yet still maintain and respect the self.)

There are two of the fifty or so paintings made from this from this era, still in existence.  In the early 80’s, while on his band’s tour in Europe, a fire destroyed much of his work.   His attitude towards the blues, and his practice of performing music brought great relief to his art practice. “Once you’ve got that note, its gone.” He had made the work, and that was what was pertinent.

Two years ago, after 40 years, Mike retired, or quit as he likes to say, from being a professor of artfrom at Davis, University of California. I hope to visiting Mike’s studio to further our conversation, to see the two paintings, and watch a few of the experimental films he was making at the same time as the silver work.

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Thanks to Karen and Paul McCarthy for clues on how to find Mike, and thanks to The Haines Gallery for the introduction.

The Conversation, with Mike Henderson, was by phone. August 7th, 2016

Paul MacCarthy, presented by Whitman College and Walla Walla Foundry, Artist Lecture Series. February 16, 2016

 Erik Bakke, “Low Life Slow Life” at CCA Watts Institute for Contemporary Arts. March 2008 www.whitehotmagazine.com

Be brave.

Today I could hear the rain on the roof of my studio. The napkin rings piled up, between safety goggles, paint brushes, and glasses of lemon water.

This fall marks the transition in the Napkin Ring Project away from my experimental trunk shows. What with gallery stores and artisan shops stepping forward to carry the rings, I've become a bit more... polished. 

The essence of the idea is to have the rings last. To hold your attention. To hold you place in the conversation. By buffing the surface down and bringing the shine out, the open copper surface accepts the wax. New storage bags are on their way, fingers crossed everyone fits, with a fresh logo from Scott Grossman. And I'm working up an identification cards, if you will, with clues on design from Peter Miller's finger pointings.

It's funny as things get more methodical, sometimes they become less sexy. Yet each time I figure out, one more thing, I realize just how courageous I was to begin when I did.  

 

Tricia Harding's Napkin Ring Box

Tricia had her way with my rings. Take a look see. I think she is on to something, don't you?

Front view.

Front view.

She has always had a knack for keeping me organized. 

Inside view

Inside view

If you know us, there is something quite poetic in this. She is literally, and as always creatively, containing me. Everything is the better for it.  

Raika's Room

I wish I knew the exact day, 

that she knew, 

she wanted the drawing.

This is Raika, she hired me to draw on her room, when she was 12.

The room is the perfect size for a week of installation. Eight feet wide and ten feet long, with a huge window, closet, and entrance door, with 7 foot and 8 inches ceilings.

The first request was Birch or Aspen like trees. 

The bough's trunks needed a place to stand, so I brought the sweet woodruff from my own garden, a place she has been many times. 

In need for one more element, I asked her father, as Raika was off working to pay for the drawing. 

Digitalis. The foxglove.

A flower that resides at its own pleasure, in the back yard of my childhood home,  and at the front gate outside Raika’s window. 

Apparently it is a favorite of hers, too.

The last step was the trigger drawing.

Raika, now 13, can take the drawing with her where ever she might go.

 

Corvallis, Oregon July 28, 2016

Push & pull

Corvallis, working on a new commission. I have stopped to gather my thoughts for letters and thank you's and... where am I and "draw the horizon" moment.  

Push and pull. 

Push and pull. 

So excited it hurt.

I was so excited about this I could hardly breath. Today. I see so much more work to be done.

Before I go on, let us just hold this for a moment. Right here. 

Now just imagine, these three panels as three walls in a room. I'm going, you coming?

 

 

studio visit: Paul McCarthy

It was mid moment- before dinner after dinner between dinner. There were many in the studio that night, among the work, the bikes, and the words. 

He had seen both shows with his wife Karen in the winter. And now things were smeared with red, Orlando had just happened, the structures were messy.

Roots gravitate to each other. 

#PaulMcCarthy #Orlando

studio visit: Rosy Keyser

I had to listen hard, because I had just met her. Words are fleeting. Yesterday it was Rosy Keyes. We discussed the work as porous enough to let in things- and yet closed enough to endure. Yes I think so.  #rosykeyser  

Honoring: Work is work.

It is an honor to have a client buy my work to then donate. This is empowering.  The hard work done is celebrated, paid for, and then celebrated some more. Thank you Chandra Hall And Dr. Chris Hall. 

No Time To Stop. 2016

No Time To Stop. 2016

The in between. 2016 

The in between. 2016 

What do you know. 2016

What do you know. 2016

Quiet is... 2016

Quiet is... 2016

Be You. 2016

Be You. 2016

Walk and See. 2016

Walk and See. 2016

The Spot. 2016

The Spot. 2016

Silent to See. 2016

Silent to See. 2016

Futa-oki

This past week I made my first Futa-oki to honor the visiting a Master of the Tea Ceremony. 

Yabe Keishu - sensei was visiting the garden to prepare for her Ikebana demonstration at the Foundry Vineyards in honor of the Walla Walla Mokuhanga Center's first week of workshops.

Yabe Keishu - sensei is also a master of the "Sōgetsu, 20th-century Japanese school of floral art that introduced the zen’ei (“avant-garde”) ikebana style in which freedom of expression is preeminent." (This explanation was stolen from the FV press.)

Sensei, with the help of the wonderful Hitomie Johnson, gave instructions on how to alter my napkin rings into a tea ceremonial object that holds the lid of the tea pot. 

Here is the Futa-oki I made for Hitomi and her tea . Of course, the messages inside are for their owners, you will have to attend their tea ceremony to see them. 

Commune-it-caution

So communication has been reopened. 

Send word from the Correspondence page in the menu. 

On Insta-gram:        augusta_sparks

 

Social Art Practice: The Napkin Ring Project

Social Art Practice: The Napkin Ring Project 

Begun as a means to bring intention to the table and to the work involved to make a meal, this project focuses on the function an art object can serve in the daily ritual.

Napkin rings as art, remind us to stop our work, sit in our seat and assess that which lays before us. In response to, Lunch at the shop, by Peter Miller, where he employees paper napkins, and moving past the common place setting, consider the napkin ring’s role. The space between creating a meal and consuming the meal, the ring stands to separate these two practices. Holding the continued conversation from one meal to the next, the napkin ring marks the beginning of what Peter Miller calls for as, “the time to relax, savor, and commune.”  

History implies that hygiene was the original reason for their invention. As a young mother with the endless laundry of cloth napkins, this is what spurred my use. As society embraced their use, materials expressed wealth. As a child, I held a silver ring. This, a perfectly contained object of art, symbolizing a life in British occupied Japan. Alternatively, contemporary table settings are presented in duplication. Sameness rules. As my family grows and art reigns in our home, our rings hold forth as a tool.  I humbly submit the idea that they are each activated objects, reminding us to be present. A ceremonial object within a society that is progressively loosing its connection to the ritual of interacting face to face.

Simplified, I paint on each copper ring as a resist. The exterior is etched into relief. The interior is etched with a secret, verbal message in response to the exterior painting. The copper holds the hand’s warm and gives texture to touch.  The table is unified in its color, and each place is identifies a separate person.

My proposal is three fold. 

First, to show the rings in a space that I have altered with a massive wall drawing made in response to a gallery space.  To set the stage for the dinner and an opening to inspect the idea.

Second  - The Curated Potluck. 

In anticipation of each meal, 12 participants would be given a serving bowl and a drink vessel to bring their contribution to the meal. Removing labeling and constructs, the food and drink would be equally presented, and placed family style on the table. The guest list would be curated.  The table would be long and set by the artist. The RSVP process would enable the invited to pick their napkin ring out online prior to attending. The interior message will be with held until arrival. The ring will be theirs to use that evening.

Beginning with a giving of thanks in honor of art and the future, and a reference to their choice of ring, the dinner would commence. Unfurling the idea, potentially each participant could submit a name to attend the next curated potluck.

Third, documenting through out the dinner process. I will take a series of participant portraits. Have already started to collect stories from the table, and to recognize the differential that this anchor creates in home life. Attendees will be encouraged to write a response, these will be published with the portraits taken.

Exploration in activating a dynamic interaction between groups, using systems that society has in place to continue the conversation by redefining the function an art object can serve in the daily ritual.

Thank you to the StorefrontLab of San Francisco, due to your request for submissions I flushed out the first formula for The Napkin Ring Project as a performance! #storefrontlab