Sunday, August 19, 2007

Massachusetts Rocks


Tony snaps a picture of Judy at Race Point


The light is different here than the west coast at sunset. A mauve pink glow begins on the horizon. We watch the light change and large black sea lions swim by capturing everyones interest. They come in groups of three or four swimming together definitely with intent to reach a destination. It is so wonderful to have my friends with me to share the moment.
JudyatRacePt
Originally uploaded by tonypearse

We spend the day at the Beach



Tania will paint the addition to the World Wall: a Vision of the Future without Fear from Canada. We are engaged in "creative loafing" and our conversations range from the World Wall and my impending biography to the direction she will take with the mural addition. CLICK HERE TO SEE WORLD WALL LINK.

Race Point is a place where many many ships were lost because of the
disceptive sand bars which trapped ships. The Rescue station built in the
19th cent. is behind us.

Tania is reading about Canada's history of "extraction" of the land's resources. This course cannot be pursued infinitely and requires rethinking. How will this happen? What are the alternatives? What are the consequences of inaction?




Our day ends too
quickly but we stay
to watch the light
disappear.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

A view near Sea Change Cottage

After Painting all night I needed to get out of the basement and into the air. On my bike I discovered this equisite view just down the street. How beautiful this land is in its' natural state. There are those who would call this "un-developed land " because it is, as it always was. It is a strange concept, isn't ? The land in its natural state is "undeveloped land" as if it is imperfect and waiting for man to intervene.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Painting Dolores Huerta Portrait: Evolving



The image of Dolores Huerta for the Cesar Chavez Monument
is evolving. A good painting day today as the heat has subsided and the basement is not quite as humid and intolerable. I am beginning to like it down here. It feels safe and secluded.



Saturday, August 11, 2007

A Local Mural

This is what a Provincetown mural looks like. Across the street from this mural literally, I am painting about the decendents of the native peoples who today move back and forth across the border to put food on the tables of America still. Back at home, Ice raids conducted by Homeland Security are happening all over Los Angeles to deport undocumented workers who fuel our economy from their workplaces. The New York Times announced the new Homeland Policy to tighten up on agricultural workers despite the failure of the immigration bill. Agricultural workers will be taken out of the fields. Often in the raids, the real consequences are that mothers and fathers are deported and untended children are left at home.
A moment after I took this photo, the men who were posturing in front of the pilgrims posed next to a pilgrim grabbing his crotch. Somehow it seemed appropriate.
The authorities said that the deporting of a woman who had sought refuge in churches did not signal a crackdown on religious groups that help illegal immigrants.


Wednesday, August 8, 2007

My Tiny Basement studio

I have set up the paintings I must complete here in the tiny little basement. I am hoping that it will work for 3x5 pieces I am painting for the Cesar Chavez Monument now in the building stages at San Jose State University in California. I am working on a portrait of the UFW leader Dolores Huerta who will be one of the pillars of the Chavez Mayan Corbelled Arch I described in a previous entry. She is beautiful but not weak. She must be feminine but not in the traditional notion of emaciated models with vacuous looks. She has the power of an earth mother. When Dolores would nogotiate contracts for the United Farmworkers, the growers would say, "do anything but, don't send Dolores". I want all that in the portrait. These images once painted will become digital tiles for installation on the front and back of the arch. Chavez not a showman or arrogant will be on the interior and spiritually portrayed. Those images are evolving on the table.

Monday, August 6, 2007

Global Warming in Provincetown


The weather shifted today and the sun was no where to be found. Still it was stifling hot with humidity. The humidity is too much for a Westcoast girl like me and a summer storm an oddity. I invoked the earth to bring rain and relieve the heavy sky.
My work was the same ladened with the heaviness of small tasks, unpacking, buying a few needed supplies, finding a cup of strong coffee all interrupting me from getting to the work. I could not reach the paintings waiting in the dark basement which it is still unclear that I can manage to paint in. I still am on California's time. Perhaps manana will be a better day.