tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13281066758371586442024-02-06T23:21:19.187-05:00the space between usart.design.life.michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-72210722583841296442011-03-07T07:11:00.002-05:002011-03-07T07:15:23.667-05:00Genève<div class="MsoNormal">“Consider how well we use the word recognize.”</div><div class="MsoNormal">I recognize the furniture in my room, the friend whom I see everyday. </div><div class="MsoNormal">But no ‘act of recognition’ takes place.</div><div class="MsoNormal">-Ludwig Wittgenstein</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Putting words to the sights, sounds, and tastes I’ve witness in the past several days seems overwhelming. When I’m traveling, trying to take in as much as possible while still remaining present, is a challenge. It is however, well worth the effort. I find so often that I’m living through my camera, not wanting to miss anything, yet actually missing out on everything, only to try to relive it later through the photos. Kim and Derek have been wonderful tour guides through the first leg of my journey through parts of France, Geneva, and Carouge. I’ve given up control of my normal tightly arranged and controlled itinerary and have defaulted to their expertise of the area. It’s actually allowed me to be very present and not worry about my general anxiety of missing trams, getting lost, and feeling less than communicative with my basic French skills. The MAMCO was a great plce to whet my visual appetite and while their website does not have an English version, here’s the <a href="http://www.mamco.ch/collections.html">link</a> to the collections I saw.<a href="http://www.mamco.ch/collections/appartement_T.html"> L'appartement</a> was a favorite as well as <a href="http://www.mamco.ch/collections/section.html">Section des stylites</a>.</div><div class="MsoNormal">I'm packing for Basel and could not be more excited to know I'll be at the Vitra Design Museum in a day! Here are some inspiring spaces I've intersected.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-84599191848095037652011-01-23T23:56:00.000-05:002011-01-23T23:56:31.631-05:00kickstart my heart!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjntVEwsrHkQD-2o3oFPcfEGgXqzG7VZAvmjwAUAHk2VP5Qr6kXCxtyGhILNASw0mEbpgD-7w5ZW4Cd6VVesYoEZvasumQHqYt4ThKkygLRfMdOA30hGoOXlToiWNyL8GLeOXKgRO1bs4NP/s1600/me_thank+you.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjntVEwsrHkQD-2o3oFPcfEGgXqzG7VZAvmjwAUAHk2VP5Qr6kXCxtyGhILNASw0mEbpgD-7w5ZW4Cd6VVesYoEZvasumQHqYt4ThKkygLRfMdOA30hGoOXlToiWNyL8GLeOXKgRO1bs4NP/s320/me_thank+you.jpg" width="256" /></a></div>hello blogosphere, it's been awhile. i've missed you and i know you've missed me. what better way to get reacquainted than for me to ask you to sponsor a <a href="https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/981542607/parallels-defining-home">project</a> i just launched on kickstarter.com. don't think that i'm just the receiver in this relationship, i know it's a two-way street. so, i'm offering some artwork and my heartfelt gratitude in exchange for your sponsorship. please check it out and if you feel so inclined, make a <a href="https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/981542607/parallels-defining-home">pledge</a>.michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-5459053278356001392009-08-17T23:02:00.000-04:002009-08-18T12:03:50.941-04:00Renegade ChicagoIf you're in Chicago Sept 12/13 stop by and visit me at <a href="http://www.renegadecraft.com/">Renegade Craft</a> Chicago! Hours are 11am-7pm, on Division St. between Damen and Paulina. I've been working on some new encaustics and you can see more in my <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=50823">etsy shop</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3kUj9MAhTva5viN2mobCNuAH0y8ZTMnnBpy72mM7ExUdJqX5KD-ZoZZhnyGxeGDReBdfRNVcDc2GDSllhdvCLBQnnoRpzj5VLVwTUcQ-3178IVmwRdevmHJpBqllKtoRc4og9x0Vj5Cud/s1600-h/il_fullxfull.85435597.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3kUj9MAhTva5viN2mobCNuAH0y8ZTMnnBpy72mM7ExUdJqX5KD-ZoZZhnyGxeGDReBdfRNVcDc2GDSllhdvCLBQnnoRpzj5VLVwTUcQ-3178IVmwRdevmHJpBqllKtoRc4og9x0Vj5Cud/s400/il_fullxfull.85435597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371334747261815154" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR-oB5bLL_H0hvxLl3aVgwTl9-aeWEtBIiADLuH7Zdij2RHOooNu8tnltkKoYlHTH23XWEm95lmFzz-eTusp4ZWv2DvKhpWDeW8FLIEPKEQUriBBsYljoW9DY5gCA2Erm5ZVtQKI0qAlYQ/s1600-h/il_fullxfull.85321790.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR-oB5bLL_H0hvxLl3aVgwTl9-aeWEtBIiADLuH7Zdij2RHOooNu8tnltkKoYlHTH23XWEm95lmFzz-eTusp4ZWv2DvKhpWDeW8FLIEPKEQUriBBsYljoW9DY5gCA2Erm5ZVtQKI0qAlYQ/s400/il_fullxfull.85321790.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371334464396226338" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiJC0u3SecJIjKehurCw3W_8_LtS0G2GhJRzco99Rcux9rpXPncQNg0U0NKj56zfKQMdsJH-Hh11nZ4Gn-cK4_yG_15OlKZQBrmB9stXiwzXDjn7ickORrKCG7yuWp-m9tcWPB0_HZpkkQ/s1600-h/il_fullxfull.85320480.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiJC0u3SecJIjKehurCw3W_8_LtS0G2GhJRzco99Rcux9rpXPncQNg0U0NKj56zfKQMdsJH-Hh11nZ4Gn-cK4_yG_15OlKZQBrmB9stXiwzXDjn7ickORrKCG7yuWp-m9tcWPB0_HZpkkQ/s400/il_fullxfull.85320480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371334473738886002" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong></strong><strong></strong>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-67658830933787678702009-08-16T09:54:00.003-04:002009-08-18T12:08:20.632-04:00ArtPrize<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbMigttzru1ZVkw2sFenVi-xigK5vIcX0W-Slgn0yW4mG4lMiWgzgQLOHmfO_lDqZtZCoCapxmdzWaN1pF1ZSJ00mDXXdZ922VtahgMt91NCY1AL1IR7X890b2Vg5f1hhVK3Xz7FelrN2u/s1600-h/3033_75938767339_73607267339_1682724_63362_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbMigttzru1ZVkw2sFenVi-xigK5vIcX0W-Slgn0yW4mG4lMiWgzgQLOHmfO_lDqZtZCoCapxmdzWaN1pF1ZSJ00mDXXdZ922VtahgMt91NCY1AL1IR7X890b2Vg5f1hhVK3Xz7FelrN2u/s400/3033_75938767339_73607267339_1682724_63362_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371336142319703698" border="0" /></a><br />If you haven't already heard about <a href="http://artprize.org/">ArtPrize</a>, it's an open art competition in Grand Rapids, MI. It's happening this fall and is determined by public vote. The top Prize is $250,000 with overall prizes totaling $500,000. I was on the fence as to whether I should apply or curate, one or the other, I couldn't do both. At the last minute with much encouragement from <a href="http://debrockman.com/">Deb </a>and after realizing I've spent $50 in worse ways, I decided to fork over the registration fee and take a gamble on one venue. At the very least, I would get to show work and add a line to the resume. ArtPrizes website serves as a bit of a match maker. Both artists and venues fill out profiles and make 'connections' if they are interested in each other. The venues vary from museums, to banks, to bridges, to the Grand River and are all concentrated within three square miles. With a final total of 1,261 artists in the running, downtown will be quite exciting during the September 23 - October 10 exhibit dates. Out of the 5,000 artists that entered, I am one of the lucky ones that secured a venue and will get to show my work. You can check out my <a href="http://www.artprize.org/artist/id/1335">profile</a> and come visit me in my space and even vote for me if you feel the love.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGtnUigLTqkdv2m0BqLQzIXnWjYQbpPLg1OUBfmmT4rMq2d6qGKyfpRlCTL1iSmLDcCult620RIx8t6_0xIhUdueVcyfW7ZJXXB7CsSrdrHo62L6eqTsoJsqjSPG2bd_yXeNS0ealSgTVM/s1600-h/IMG_5304.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGtnUigLTqkdv2m0BqLQzIXnWjYQbpPLg1OUBfmmT4rMq2d6qGKyfpRlCTL1iSmLDcCult620RIx8t6_0xIhUdueVcyfW7ZJXXB7CsSrdrHo62L6eqTsoJsqjSPG2bd_yXeNS0ealSgTVM/s400/IMG_5304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371335584741512626" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x72/mimidoodles/installation/IMG_5304.jpg"><br /></a>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-55298391118218257292009-06-28T20:39:00.006-04:002009-06-28T22:55:19.204-04:00incubation part II<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz_jA3UeLteZlEKpUFxM8ihLGw1ThNT7BL9YGuykflwTN5A5_Vtk695QEVfX5q54K-UWHFkqu-ttEusRtnfPZtpBWCri3p_-biOIXr9TkkIMUcisf_6ZXKR2qm9jlF-sPIFrvfk3TAryj-/s1600-h/sg1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz_jA3UeLteZlEKpUFxM8ihLGw1ThNT7BL9YGuykflwTN5A5_Vtk695QEVfX5q54K-UWHFkqu-ttEusRtnfPZtpBWCri3p_-biOIXr9TkkIMUcisf_6ZXKR2qm9jlF-sPIFrvfk3TAryj-/s400/sg1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352549610675619106" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUuKvdh_PhPG0Ttxdrvk4GwQ3jf8I5w95TLs60Yw2xhzyIkd7iWkN79Spal7lnvhOH5gYkzQuvgedu2vz0NvAI2Dfefi0jeIgTz_Z8k6CJt21H5NnxICF1H1hkpWslFvr6QAQzUiSUVCCe/s1600-h/sg2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUuKvdh_PhPG0Ttxdrvk4GwQ3jf8I5w95TLs60Yw2xhzyIkd7iWkN79Spal7lnvhOH5gYkzQuvgedu2vz0NvAI2Dfefi0jeIgTz_Z8k6CJt21H5NnxICF1H1hkpWslFvr6QAQzUiSUVCCe/s400/sg2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352549612084007570" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">the figure made an appearance in my work late yesterday and i'm using images from porn and pin ups again. not sure where it's leading, but i'm going to try my stab at making more and thinking less.<br />i also don't generally post more intimate drawings during their development, but for all i know this beginning drawing may end up in a drawer and never resurface. i'm really enjoying the gouache on yupo and also started another drawing today with prismacolor and graphite. both are pretty difficult to control, they both want to run and bleed on the yupo. i'm also quite surprised that an 8H pencil shows so heavy and dark on the slick surface. it actually shows more like an HB on regular paper. so i will be on a quest to find a 9H and other alternatives to getting a softer look. i may end up resorting to variations of grey colored pencil.<br /></div>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-55204702866495617482009-06-27T17:32:00.000-04:002009-06-28T20:34:04.167-04:00yard work<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFsdIvQsZL5oSin-SFMwqlAyD4x2sVtFaqN9kgxbk_0Ng1poE53sDkN9ojI130fGdHlQPonDTH-pAxtq1iuY2g2OqBZRoRU3hI-ODHlIBPteBykcsNzJiJzoT5Fs3jhMtOSHm4Hw9D4Wi6/s1600-h/lilies2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFsdIvQsZL5oSin-SFMwqlAyD4x2sVtFaqN9kgxbk_0Ng1poE53sDkN9ojI130fGdHlQPonDTH-pAxtq1iuY2g2OqBZRoRU3hI-ODHlIBPteBykcsNzJiJzoT5Fs3jhMtOSHm4Hw9D4Wi6/s400/lilies2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352541121449470802" border="0" /></a><br />i worked in the yard today and spent 4 hours trimming hedges for deb. it was a good reminder of why i have no desire to do yard work, nor want a yard that requires maintenance.<br />the highlight of my day came when i delivered a piece of artwork to a friend. he was leaving out of town and invited me to cut as many flowers as i wanted from his garden. i miss the days of working for a florist and always having flowers around. hopefully i get a good week out of these beauties.michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-30286794159421309672009-06-26T21:51:00.001-04:002009-06-28T20:39:05.013-04:00incubation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3A71iGKD07D4j9GpJ78khzFI0nS4iA9KYXOnb4o0wPi4vj-7KCOF40tj6mC6b66ZpiP8I04CZeCry7TOM-Q_hyphenhyphenehRw51Lts24k-ZetnPtTcb01JizuTmTNivqueDNI1mwit_MTgC8qfPd/s1600-h/tiny+drawing.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3A71iGKD07D4j9GpJ78khzFI0nS4iA9KYXOnb4o0wPi4vj-7KCOF40tj6mC6b66ZpiP8I04CZeCry7TOM-Q_hyphenhyphenehRw51Lts24k-ZetnPtTcb01JizuTmTNivqueDNI1mwit_MTgC8qfPd/s400/tiny+drawing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352542552376754146" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">i spent most of the day in the studio thinking i would start a new series of drawings. i've been so busy with other commitments that my work tends to take a back seat. i often wish i could walk right in to the studio, sit down, and start drawing. i should know by now that my process is a bit more complex than that. i spend a lot of time thinking, thinking, thinking, writing, thinking, looking, thinking some more, looking some more, thinking, thinking, thinking, finally having my AHA! moment, then drawing like a mad woman.<br />i can't say i didn't make anything. i did one small drawing of furniture on yupo after i had been x-acto blading my room and board catalog and i also began a figurative drawing. part of me likes the disconnect of drawing domestic objects and structuring my own spaces, the other part of me really wants to make a connection and i feel i can accomplish that through figurative work....now, to who and what do i want to communicate.<br />i think part of my frustration in the studio right now too is tied to readings, movies, and experiences i've come across recently that leave me feeling like any kind of hardship i've had is minute in comparison to what others have endured. i know that there is constant comparison circulating. comparing ourselves to others, other to others, ourselves to objects, objects to objects, and its through this examination that we become informed about ourselves.<br /><br />The deeper I progress in my art, the less I feel like I know.<br />why am i making art and why does it matter?<br />i think maybe a little self help is needed, time to pull out some<span style="font-style: italic;"> <a href="http://www.tedorland.com/books/artandfear.html">Art and Fear</a><br /><br /></span></div>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-73993302625108848002009-06-07T21:57:00.001-04:002009-06-14T22:29:51.816-04:00Day 7 of 7 - Installation Nation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP_hXPY8RTlRAs3H5Vj55N8P8_GZTNcnUawPPUHdLg4pn6pqiPxA3D3MY2rkzRL08urc6vaFLGw_q8FIiIgdLS9TI8-8cIX9PkSf2fZhM6AHSSYwsFbD1Q-1i2TXK-IimFZQkrO9c1IKcG/s1600-h/IMG_9633.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5TKzacPcbAeq1U_rUdsdFYeuvCJzltFDbV24NVKqeuUIosi-SOsSfaMmR7-oBpNhAvxTPaHvqiMZQcayOqYS99doR4iN4XKg1W7uULh-iLqU1-mJ2ARwbqWbaqtxkXTbmirXLeyMeHPbq/s400/IMG_9618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374836415810066" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1pIsamJZ2ZWkisaQHIbHhrJAlKFfhh5NlpK3BzPAmsLmGEs-exOGvzooezuYVycvMzWVM8GpHMoerLQUNT3bVGyeOtDexMBLSGs3ouKbQ0MOBvNgusiwhhJc7x1aAFBL4VAt0fn9bQbA6/s1600-h/IMG_9616.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1pIsamJZ2ZWkisaQHIbHhrJAlKFfhh5NlpK3BzPAmsLmGEs-exOGvzooezuYVycvMzWVM8GpHMoerLQUNT3bVGyeOtDexMBLSGs3ouKbQ0MOBvNgusiwhhJc7x1aAFBL4VAt0fn9bQbA6/s400/IMG_9616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374834923076354" border="0" /></a><br />Today was hot and I was tired. I decided to take a break and check out the <a href="http://www.imamuseum.org/">Indianapolis Museum of Art</a>. The grounds were beautiful and the building was lovely and easy to navigate. I checked out the Special Exhibit, <span style="font-style: italic;">European Design since 1980</span>, saw a Ghada Amer body suit, some beautiful Florence Knoll furniture and best of all, I got to revisit an exhibit Adaptation that I had seen at the Smart Museum. Guy Ben-Ner, Arturo Herrera, Catherine Sullivan and Eve Sussman & The Rufus Corporation all have adapted works of classic literature, film, ballet, email and painting into video installations. <a href="http://adaptation.uchicago.edu/artists/sussman">Eve Sussman and the Rufus Corporation's <span style="font-style: italic;">Rape of the Sabine Women</span></a><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>and <a href="http://adaptation.uchicago.edu/artists/ben-ner/">Guy Ben-Ner's <span style="font-style: italic;">Wild Boy</span></a> are my favorites. I'd love to have Sussman's video playing on my tv in a loop. After the women have been abducted they end up lounging around in a swanky mid-century home. The love triangle of the Sabine women, the Sabine men, and the Roman men is subtlety shown. There is little audible dialogue and tensions build through body language and mainly camera angles and sound. I t was nice to have the chance to revisit the exhibit.michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-18572701249628843512009-06-07T08:28:00.001-04:002009-06-14T21:56:51.868-04:00Day 6 of 7 - Installation NationHere are some pics of some of the other artist who participated<br /><br /><div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w184.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w184.photobucket.com/albums/x72/mimidoodles/Installation-Nation/c26b8545.pbw" height="360" width="480"></embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a><a href="http://s184.photobucket.com/albums/x72/mimidoodles/Installation-Nation/?action=view&current=c26b8545.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a></div><br /><br /><a href="http://www.myownsmallearth.com/">Brian Priest</a><br /><a href="http://derekparkerart.com/home.html">Derek Parker</a> & <a href="http://jasonchakravarty.com/home.html">Jason Chakravarty</a><a href="http://jasonchakravarty.com/home.html"> </a><br /><a href="http://www.lorimiles.com/">lori miles</a><br />Julie Cifuentes and <a href="http://www.indyarts.org/meetindyartists.aspx?ty=alp&lr=a&id=12418">Brent Aldrich</a><br /><a href="http://www.jeffschmuki.com/">Jeff Schmuki</a><br /><a href="http://www.debbierphotography.com/debbierphotogrpahy/debbierphotographyindex.html">Debbie Rosenfeld</a> & Jonny Roller<br /><a href="http://www.myspace.com/junkabilly">Scott Scarboro</a><br /><a href="http://www.centerlinestudio.net/default.asp?WebsiteID=5249&theIF=%2Fgallery%2Easp%3FWebsiteID%3D5249">Jeff Martin</a>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-73373221110576728322009-06-06T16:09:00.001-04:002009-06-14T20:27:52.078-04:00Day 6 of 7 - Installation Nation<div style="text-align: justify;">Today was relatively low key. I had time to myself to walk around Indy now that the installation is completely set up. I headed out for a late breakfast then decided to go downtown to the city center and ended up in a book store for a few hours and then found a random toothbrush on the sidewalk outside. Then I walked around the ginormous Soldiers and Sailors monument in honor of the peoples who fought in wars prior to the Civil War.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizqsUT95QnVwiH9MTvnfx5zqSFSFASncCXvCKhjGAjLDX_PwymH0qK60cJ7VljEZqrq_BJuknLQYbdFQkmgkLzbnJ62yxZoEfrMqPA67AZb9qEstbhmGXDKOCO-J7cysHHBXwIK5uutoCF/s1600-h/Indy2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizqsUT95QnVwiH9MTvnfx5zqSFSFASncCXvCKhjGAjLDX_PwymH0qK60cJ7VljEZqrq_BJuknLQYbdFQkmgkLzbnJ62yxZoEfrMqPA67AZb9qEstbhmGXDKOCO-J7cysHHBXwIK5uutoCF/s400/Indy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347342903493377506" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtVqhg2hFUXfVZV9iROHUHl1K_V8RPOjEGJw_-tbVmpUYGvbGAgyi5x0ud6b2XbCJqnk3gQmyNWIBXrjpaQ9OVG0N7FU1q_dq0yKE9YSgpzL7goFUisbxCgB_2utovswYpWhaeV1Iw4oPG/s1600-h/Iindy1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtVqhg2hFUXfVZV9iROHUHl1K_V8RPOjEGJw_-tbVmpUYGvbGAgyi5x0ud6b2XbCJqnk3gQmyNWIBXrjpaQ9OVG0N7FU1q_dq0yKE9YSgpzL7goFUisbxCgB_2utovswYpWhaeV1Iw4oPG/s400/Iindy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347342905393517986" border="0" /></a>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-88467054962007455552009-06-06T11:44:00.000-04:002009-06-14T20:28:27.522-04:00Day 5 of 7 - Installation Nation<div style="text-align: justify;">I got some finishing touches done today on my container and then grabbed a convenient bite to eat across the street at Lockerbie Pub. Beer + good burgers + Wi-Fi = a perfect spot to rest my feet.<br />Tonight was the first night of the Installation Nation Event. The evening seemed a bit long, but I had a lot of good conversations with visitors. Here are some shots of my space. I loved that the couple on the couch sat there for over an hour and had two friends join them in the surrounding chairs.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJe9Ux2URPRvYNiZR6bwgo_02Bt6osdStsCqOXO4Z7FDJYDq4c_JPPq_LfkLMNdmHNKxhve4_3ja6hjERMgYZqoiwlHEIPMJcERhy5up2z8aDuGbg4HZnWnmbHER6QxwohAxgR1ZgehBuZ/s1600-h/Indy_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJe9Ux2URPRvYNiZR6bwgo_02Bt6osdStsCqOXO4Z7FDJYDq4c_JPPq_LfkLMNdmHNKxhve4_3ja6hjERMgYZqoiwlHEIPMJcERhy5up2z8aDuGbg4HZnWnmbHER6QxwohAxgR1ZgehBuZ/s400/Indy_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347336539855478034" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvfQbWrZP1iv1EcuYijY1bDd32o96or31Fk8zXDTZPZCASPX1sUxo7OSPHj8091hRgA-IHs8A_eTZLReUFCQ6KDYqlWuO93IVn-qWaLjGrMJwULuhcGHpk6GS11cZxrXtrxncwa372oFpH/s1600-h/Indy_3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvfQbWrZP1iv1EcuYijY1bDd32o96or31Fk8zXDTZPZCASPX1sUxo7OSPHj8091hRgA-IHs8A_eTZLReUFCQ6KDYqlWuO93IVn-qWaLjGrMJwULuhcGHpk6GS11cZxrXtrxncwa372oFpH/s400/Indy_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347336753160140002" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglStpj5ivfc2VMhijyZtQyLPIuMXCP7rid0p4NVwtwwQZnu2yGuyz-_qwSVMV0wP7CAFPG3GtufmRxwhKE7fRPnSe-crWxCDqaFxw1ub-2OwYg8yqPYRWFJHdmM6WUHh868LWnmm9OIX4R/s1600-h/Indy_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglStpj5ivfc2VMhijyZtQyLPIuMXCP7rid0p4NVwtwwQZnu2yGuyz-_qwSVMV0wP7CAFPG3GtufmRxwhKE7fRPnSe-crWxCDqaFxw1ub-2OwYg8yqPYRWFJHdmM6WUHh868LWnmm9OIX4R/s400/Indy_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347336752301992834" border="0" /></a>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-23822172868165087202009-06-05T01:38:00.007-04:002009-06-05T02:15:43.733-04:00Day 4 of 7 - Installation Nation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFpfaSX5CZlp6_3HwkOA5lFNgtyTcZg0QpM4uZPl8261wFLtsXYMDuXrTO-MhrEg0via8Q6zsM6TETAzwv_hq48EZdo8arLbgW_wIPHC8zRVXiYgs0PoWhZXRK9n9sKGCAmmWhpROwtZDD/s1600-h/IMG_6321.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFpfaSX5CZlp6_3HwkOA5lFNgtyTcZg0QpM4uZPl8261wFLtsXYMDuXrTO-MhrEg0via8Q6zsM6TETAzwv_hq48EZdo8arLbgW_wIPHC8zRVXiYgs0PoWhZXRK9n9sKGCAmmWhpROwtZDD/s400/IMG_6321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343717463338530994" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNmOTZCQFZG_M7dlbLprcllPvDhQpLSfXIGQP44E5kD-N61SLuRAJIf5dRVsNqZg1bdMtu_oxyF8CdWC3iyz6QQut0nwHRw6aV7QMM_yYb75b75jgES7JS-6jDcDDLKRYOsqa96-G1cdfU/s1600-h/IMG_6284.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNmOTZCQFZG_M7dlbLprcllPvDhQpLSfXIGQP44E5kD-N61SLuRAJIf5dRVsNqZg1bdMtu_oxyF8CdWC3iyz6QQut0nwHRw6aV7QMM_yYb75b75jgES7JS-6jDcDDLKRYOsqa96-G1cdfU/s400/IMG_6284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343722537287012482" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">Today was beautiful and productive. I've been worried about the strength of my magnets and even with all the research I did in preparation, I still ended up hot gluing a corner of the magnet to the steel wall. I always feel safe with hot glue, she never lets me down. The drawings only weigh 1.5 lbs. and I got Neodymium magnets with a 20 lb. pull force, but there are so many variables that can come into play. Several of the magnets slowly slid down the walls in areas where there had been dents and damage. After the securing of magnets, drawings and labels went up and behold! electricity! So many variables effect an installation and the supplies at hand. Again with the preparedness. I brought a dozen light bulbs, you'd think I'd have the ones I want to use, but noooooo. So tomorrow I need to pick up some higher wattage and a three-way.<br />Every one at <a href="http://www.primarycolours.org/">Primary Colours</a> and the artists involved have been amazing and so kind and I'm excited to see what manifests in their containers by tomorrow night.<br />I have to find a carpet remnant, get some more cable to rig up my last curtain and do some electrical cord hiding, other than I'm good to go!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBJuqCRqzu1SDvFPIBtbg-y141J3xDIXrQvnpJNDZxHTy3lygmqW9cDMiH2D3YQKokebKavdEm37sZcA47tlJqqeSxyXSSNc4UaN1l5gYJb11THTApML1eGxPfamzn7sPKticN04m5xUzb/s1600-h/IMG_6326.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBJuqCRqzu1SDvFPIBtbg-y141J3xDIXrQvnpJNDZxHTy3lygmqW9cDMiH2D3YQKokebKavdEm37sZcA47tlJqqeSxyXSSNc4UaN1l5gYJb11THTApML1eGxPfamzn7sPKticN04m5xUzb/s400/IMG_6326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343721025245757442" border="0" /></a>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-78444908171776502262009-06-04T00:39:00.007-04:002009-06-05T02:09:14.767-04:00Day 3 of 7 - Sponsors<div style="text-align: justify;">One of <a href="http://primarycolours.org/">Primary Colours</a> generous donors, <a href="http://www.cicf.org/page26540.cfm" class="" name="top">The Efroymson Family,</a> has provided the <a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=90418462306#/event.php?eid=102809202240&ref=ts">Installation-Nation</a> artists with stipends to help the installations manifest!<br />In addition , I am also getting support from Eastern Floral in Grand Rapids, MI. I worked for <a target="_blank" href="http://madmimi.com/redirects/c41e360f4b631812a2da00255d694ee8?pa=111480489" style="color: rgb(69, 109, 135); text-decoration: underline;">Eastern Floral</a> for 6 years before I headed off to Grad School. They will be moving into their new digs on the west side of downtown Grand Rapids soon and are eager to build relationships and support local artists and musicians. They have generously provided me with a van for my week long journey as I haul all my furniture, art, and equipment to Indianapolis and back to Grand Rapids. I'd like to thank <a target="_blank" href="http://madmimi.com/redirects/c41e360f4b631812a2da00255d694ee8?pa=111480489" style="color: rgb(69, 109, 135); text-decoration: underline;">Eastern Floral</a> and encourage my readers to continue to support a shop that's been part of GR's community for over 50 years!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4NUmNSPmxGPSNq86kj8lRH8yYhIfdcbiAik3AQpWer2SoUXUHBfo_Cx69nAY6YBP1p4ozF3JsB70DMhLtpmxSh1t1f-pQ6CFUgdjh9Ih3O-eGomyZvUkqNXC5fhmjh7RslN49mlPtzLfy/s1600-h/IMG_6302.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4NUmNSPmxGPSNq86kj8lRH8yYhIfdcbiAik3AQpWer2SoUXUHBfo_Cx69nAY6YBP1p4ozF3JsB70DMhLtpmxSh1t1f-pQ6CFUgdjh9Ih3O-eGomyZvUkqNXC5fhmjh7RslN49mlPtzLfy/s400/IMG_6302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343327586843657746" border="0" /></a>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-43778359995886289962009-06-03T22:29:00.008-04:002009-06-04T00:38:49.543-04:00Day 3 of 7 - Installation-Nation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJWKFFVfOufpG9VwsgtUScnFKWRm-JY5mcqP5qapL5TaDccYLjERKPA_-vncsv50UcP1jtS95yHVXF3diDyNmcnY4hyphenhyphenyNnuoP5c3JFmjykDNKK5QKbg3tceSJnJEw07aRHJ3i7vqdOFOU6/s1600-h/IMG_6277.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJWKFFVfOufpG9VwsgtUScnFKWRm-JY5mcqP5qapL5TaDccYLjERKPA_-vncsv50UcP1jtS95yHVXF3diDyNmcnY4hyphenhyphenyNnuoP5c3JFmjykDNKK5QKbg3tceSJnJEw07aRHJ3i7vqdOFOU6/s400/IMG_6277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343297568072274514" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I woke up to more rain last night and this morning, so I my motivation level was low. I thought I would spend the day at the Indianapolis Museum of Art, but decided to pass by the Installation-Nation site on my way. It wasn't a torrential downpour or lightning, so I decided to try to make some more progress. The only crummy part was the mud that surrounded my crate. I moved in most of the furniture, got the magnet hangers up, placed some bowls and plants, and began rigging up some light fixtures. Hopefully, tomorrow we'll have some electricity and I can start lighting the space.<br />I also had a nice conversation with a fellow artist <a href="http://www.brianpriest.net/">Brian Priest.</a> He filled me in on the layout of Indy and it's neighborhoods and not so surprising, we have a friend in common in St. Louis. <br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwqcpO4BoLvEjj3INlvpFvRnMBZkMj4biJC_-RBBWbW2ShRA-BzT4kTNuUmAymNGb-syqhBgEc_9WJS6fbxB3m8amty545huW7pXQqL05ob-m4-ndL2YVDOEH00_-kDr9Bi9xKy9NoQ7Vc/s1600-h/IMG_6310.JPG"><span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /></span></span><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; font-weight: bold;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwqcpO4BoLvEjj3INlvpFvRnMBZkMj4biJC_-RBBWbW2ShRA-BzT4kTNuUmAymNGb-syqhBgEc_9WJS6fbxB3m8amty545huW7pXQqL05ob-m4-ndL2YVDOEH00_-kDr9Bi9xKy9NoQ7Vc/s400/IMG_6310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343297564520364994" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2Vr6trjpcG2AqLYNaIeWcgLJjSwobs0jFtbceR57wrbqCKls1bujYiVBC12-N95Ky4VgRZjUs6viMV3w6n3wjgWevAkeusUBRVlWWeKgm6kpwnMda3HQwXxKV_VsqChNrg-iVy9imST9/s1600-h/IMG_6305.JPG"><br /></a><br /><br /><div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w184.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w184.photobucket.com/albums/x72/mimidoodles/Installation-Nation/04006195.pbw" height="360" width="480"></embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a><a href="http://s184.photobucket.com/albums/x72/mimidoodles/Installation-Nation/?action=view&current=04006195.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a></div>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-74849101967407335422009-06-02T15:22:00.002-04:002009-06-09T15:24:43.534-04:00Day 2 of 7 - Installation-Nation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGyH85e_wk9HQhGnr71L1QgfP3cHb-w3jfhLYc48axgOKKN1alLII0t_W1AtdoTT4wBK26MWajGCHU6XX4cdEQESYhTXnk-sIL7w7AUR5Qgay0574VU_YVQOLD5DvXltRT-D_m5LHD1Q0U/s1600-h/IMG_9536.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGyH85e_wk9HQhGnr71L1QgfP3cHb-w3jfhLYc48axgOKKN1alLII0t_W1AtdoTT4wBK26MWajGCHU6XX4cdEQESYhTXnk-sIL7w7AUR5Qgay0574VU_YVQOLD5DvXltRT-D_m5LHD1Q0U/s400/IMG_9536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345410820084310146" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Another s..l...o..... w moving day. The divider wall erection had some snafus and didn't go up until noonish. The heat was pretty intense again today inside my crate, especially since I no longer had the cross breeze I had prior to the wall construction.I had some electrical access for awhile to plug in a fan, then the juice was cut and I was dripping buckets hanging my tension line and curtains. A storm swept in and I befriended two fellow Installation-Nation artists, Kathryn Armstrong & Jill Marie Mason, who are both getting their MFA's at Herron. We ended up at the pub across the street as the storm and lightning crept in. lightning + metal container = the last place I want to be installing my work.michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-63175605902533373302009-06-01T21:36:00.012-04:002009-06-04T00:02:10.867-04:00Day 1 of 7 - Installation-Nation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkd69VBdmgJL6UdCv_8gJqLLL29PetSvGfb1QDueooQvQkHJCVW786DXADxzHoLj3dJvGsa4e0fjoNJb_q-tSULOmPsY-D1ubenRiX-uLNvoaYbgMYg0ukkuHAYzqR5AB9ER9lVyup_xW6/s1600-h/IMG_9516.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkd69VBdmgJL6UdCv_8gJqLLL29PetSvGfb1QDueooQvQkHJCVW786DXADxzHoLj3dJvGsa4e0fjoNJb_q-tSULOmPsY-D1ubenRiX-uLNvoaYbgMYg0ukkuHAYzqR5AB9ER9lVyup_xW6/s400/IMG_9516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342539500945863426" border="0" /></a>So, the day began a bit behind schedule. The storage containers did not fully arrive on site until about 2:30 and the interiors were less than stellar. When Dane from <a href="http://primarycolours.org/">Primary Colours </a>went to check the containers out a couple weeks ago, they were awesome and white and shiny on the inside. The ones that arrived today are dull, rusty, and have tad of graffiti :-/ not exactly what I had envisioned for my installation. I should have been prepared for the unexpected, but I felt like everything had been covered and I had no need for concerns.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ053iVvfL8FFLHogQkrn-4e9XW86-ccGQHbXVJuDI7RgJRTavhOsMu7GS1S5mv20q9BT_nSSx4Lr0LJiht2rW1GbsR2grf4gZWyFi8-XptryCk_-B-n7bdZfekD119Xmms1CNg8q-g6G6/s1600-h/IMG_9521.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ053iVvfL8FFLHogQkrn-4e9XW86-ccGQHbXVJuDI7RgJRTavhOsMu7GS1S5mv20q9BT_nSSx4Lr0LJiht2rW1GbsR2grf4gZWyFi8-XptryCk_-B-n7bdZfekD119Xmms1CNg8q-g6G6/s400/IMG_9521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342542677688203090" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihOtrUbzsgtdQJ8IQy5zfUCmVIGH4sOOzgsIzTn-jwiMZm6AmrIe-QiKeQb2aK5Ja_oOTj7PygUETOwacHIsvwVUGoIawRRRuNsUUSMBVRg2OMSTPwvRcaCttFaO-dvbrqUxX21Cf3_Ph9/s1600-h/IMG_9525.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihOtrUbzsgtdQJ8IQy5zfUCmVIGH4sOOzgsIzTn-jwiMZm6AmrIe-QiKeQb2aK5Ja_oOTj7PygUETOwacHIsvwVUGoIawRRRuNsUUSMBVRg2OMSTPwvRcaCttFaO-dvbrqUxX21Cf3_Ph9/s400/IMG_9525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342542515934947874" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It's kind of bizarre because I am normally always prepared for the unexpected. I certainly brought enough clothing for a 2 month/three season stay. So I need to shift my perspective and think about my installation in the context of a worn storage container... the amount of times I've moved, the excessive usage of the container, and why I feel there will still be comfort in the space once my objects are introduced.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipz2xFJQEChvc_HGeObKOup4h8P2jx8KzI05Bu246VOE3sHpGEL4_xghXpz7gploHjk8wzyV9AVVQ-eoRjXOHlagObo59QhBmo9Ufw1ZHvAp_1b0LNCXN8urRqCLsrUb90jDye1M2Wz7o0/s1600-h/IMG_9517.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipz2xFJQEChvc_HGeObKOup4h8P2jx8KzI05Bu246VOE3sHpGEL4_xghXpz7gploHjk8wzyV9AVVQ-eoRjXOHlagObo59QhBmo9Ufw1ZHvAp_1b0LNCXN8urRqCLsrUb90jDye1M2Wz7o0/s400/IMG_9517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342543157063058434" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBRP7o5HNLR2nilLsBEPHqGw-Yc5rrCsNzg-eAnEjSeBah6b1g2HlEDePIEuYpWWOMHFBZpVAFgBoBoU3oAFa2rTp7sMIZz1h_R3Vyomyn4ykXvOxisx9u11h5S0-D73VwETk0bEyx7HRS/s1600-h/IMG_9524.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBRP7o5HNLR2nilLsBEPHqGw-Yc5rrCsNzg-eAnEjSeBah6b1g2HlEDePIEuYpWWOMHFBZpVAFgBoBoU3oAFa2rTp7sMIZz1h_R3Vyomyn4ykXvOxisx9u11h5S0-D73VwETk0bEyx7HRS/s400/IMG_9524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342539514405182066" border="0" /></a>After being miserable in the 88 degree weather for the afternoon (Yes, I am one of those people who always complains about the heat or cold unless it is between 60-66 will low humidity) I was able to claim a container. Carefully cutting the vinyl to fit the corrugated side walls, I only accomplished the flooring today. Tomorrow, my divider wall should be in place and I can hang my curtains and begin to move in furniture.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji0oZM1GXsrjlUJtdmsC3Dl0nagHWihBkd0pcOicNfPHXn-dHY4W7ltGK-eZDt0qnVUSQqnNpUmjm_cCi1Jf_xY5mqMi-oi3ceWRFs6kzdsw9lAw26ytiCcfjaZdZqjsM4YT7pauSVtGvh/s1600-h/IMG_9526.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji0oZM1GXsrjlUJtdmsC3Dl0nagHWihBkd0pcOicNfPHXn-dHY4W7ltGK-eZDt0qnVUSQqnNpUmjm_cCi1Jf_xY5mqMi-oi3ceWRFs6kzdsw9lAw26ytiCcfjaZdZqjsM4YT7pauSVtGvh/s400/IMG_9526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342544862109658354" border="0" /></a>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-22344598919640192792009-06-01T11:27:00.006-04:002009-06-04T00:04:06.565-04:00Installation-Nation packing<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGNGs2o88VT0hKiHfMSgfgmKNSCFI4AH4-vbgmc_W5X6OwJ6VscDT9gKXVNn33rQT9x69G7ykwQvH2KOxtC4MsIiLjV1Oq5oKHDAiK74kt3gsEw4X63nJwlrrrWRQoIvBF0sWlrK34VwPG/s1600-h/IMG_9492.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGNGs2o88VT0hKiHfMSgfgmKNSCFI4AH4-vbgmc_W5X6OwJ6VscDT9gKXVNn33rQT9x69G7ykwQvH2KOxtC4MsIiLjV1Oq5oKHDAiK74kt3gsEw4X63nJwlrrrWRQoIvBF0sWlrK34VwPG/s400/IMG_9492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342381873686826226" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">My dear friend Cari helped me move furniture out of the house and into the van this weekend. I arrived in Indy last night and am excited to get started today. The shipping company is behind schedule with delivering the load of containers so it will be a bit longer before I can start laying some flooring.<br /></div>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-24995796584084906972009-05-27T23:23:00.012-04:002009-06-04T00:03:42.297-04:00Prep, Prep, and more PrepThis past weekend I started preparing my supplies and artwork for my upcoming Installation in Indy. First was the task of moving a 12' wide by 30' long roll of vinyl flooring from the basement to driveway, then measuring and cutting it to 8' x 20', the size of the metal shipping container. There were originally 2- 30 foot long pieces of linoleum to fill the gallery which held the original installation <a href="http://www.michelebosak.com/10190/index.htm">here</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdR8giuQO6Z9Gd7IzpbLNRtlpS06s6Mhyphenhyphenv3pgFOtBILgZiq5AjhbGa6h_T9WOW0KtGlpd3hlbuyDpB8_pOZ98DETL0L3T2B71hRBEFYjSzfumM-ddjYfec3p1MY5zro4KJ9wHglML5gE8h/s1600-h/linoleum2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 333px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdR8giuQO6Z9Gd7IzpbLNRtlpS06s6Mhyphenhyphenv3pgFOtBILgZiq5AjhbGa6h_T9WOW0KtGlpd3hlbuyDpB8_pOZ98DETL0L3T2B71hRBEFYjSzfumM-ddjYfec3p1MY5zro4KJ9wHglML5gE8h/s400/linoleum2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340718815128140866" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfoM6n7NolJhDI8X-dwOnJGOsUGd_8rdks1j2CIIZ_vqJu2pebHerm5tqOipcyHWPic2Hoy1GnOxm3rVbbUREVNjoxzOFKgYdmngmNXx6S2lYf_FwTeiKObnJT4nw9p6RFHJHAyWYU7SE4/s1600-h/linoleum.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 333px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfoM6n7NolJhDI8X-dwOnJGOsUGd_8rdks1j2CIIZ_vqJu2pebHerm5tqOipcyHWPic2Hoy1GnOxm3rVbbUREVNjoxzOFKgYdmngmNXx6S2lYf_FwTeiKObnJT4nw9p6RFHJHAyWYU7SE4/s400/linoleum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340719048435533570" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">The bird's eye view makes the newly cut flooring look tiny. it sure didn't feel tiny trying to unroll and lay it out, sheesh! I played around with blue tape and furniture dimensions to get a feel for how easy the space will be to navigate and then made a final list of furniture and objects I will be bringing with me. Even though I am an excellent packer, a panel van can only hold so much.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;">The shipping containers are metal and rented, therefore I'm not allowed to make alterations that cannot be undone. Hmmmm, how does one hang 40 pieces of frame art, curtains, cords, etc? Magnets, of course! After much research about magnetic Pull Forces and other magnet lingo I made my earth magnet purchase from <a href="http://www.kjmagnetics.com/">KJ Magnetics.</a> Let me say that Earth magnets are not toys! I pinched my finger within the first minute trying to separate a grouping and this was after I read the warning about pinching digits! Anyway, I decided to use thin gauge strips of 1/2" wide brass, cut into 1/2" squares and then bent those squares in half. I used JB Weld to secure the brass hanger to the magnet and 16 hours later I am hanging a piece of art off of one of these tiny, mighty, magnets.<br /></div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEDn61wuT8A89UMOTgkITY44YSWrsKgQdycJJRSP_mtooxwP1oojoZYjqbPCzoCcd5mhspu3d4Qfz0XJuCdfpue8vgMny6mstKSL6BnkLQdQmF-fC1HLPUoo2Z8cUKqb8lKv0PcRtr0ZQ5/s1600-h/magnets.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEDn61wuT8A89UMOTgkITY44YSWrsKgQdycJJRSP_mtooxwP1oojoZYjqbPCzoCcd5mhspu3d4Qfz0XJuCdfpue8vgMny6mstKSL6BnkLQdQmF-fC1HLPUoo2Z8cUKqb8lKv0PcRtr0ZQ5/s400/magnets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340716043804208178" border="0" /></a>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-20290671507413008852009-05-27T23:14:00.005-04:002009-05-27T23:22:11.198-04:00Instalation-Nation<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWhmMvQkGxBHoQKgxJ5FdEJO39KidMcq416uG6q58vczWicbovtixB878lwe16Cu0WMFn6llQs5XfdT85VkKTxZjtYphf0SaCmCbgl4ga2m_oObFPRRX4txRJzIhLbBDijvvqrJCOjrtlK/s1600-h/InstallationNation_000.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWhmMvQkGxBHoQKgxJ5FdEJO39KidMcq416uG6q58vczWicbovtixB878lwe16Cu0WMFn6llQs5XfdT85VkKTxZjtYphf0SaCmCbgl4ga2m_oObFPRRX4txRJzIhLbBDijvvqrJCOjrtlK/s400/InstallationNation_000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340709228142625490" border="0" /></a>This Sunday I'll be trekking down to Indianapolis for a week of unpacking, installing, exhibiting, striking, and packing again, something I've gained much experience doing over the years. I was awarded one of ten slots for <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://primarycolours.org/">Primary Colours</a> event, <em><strong></strong></em><strong>Installation Nation<em></em></strong>. On a vacant lot at the corner of N. College and Michigan, metal shipping containers will be delivered and I'll get one 8' x 8' x 20' space to install my work. This is the tenth event that Primary Colours has hosted in a donated, vacant space. I'll be installing Mon-Thurs. with the event occurring <em>Friday, June 5 from 6-11pm and Saturday, June 6 from 5-11pm</em>. Take down happens Sunday. I'll be documenting the week and posting pics right here on my blog.<a href="http://michelebosak.blogspot.com/"><strong></strong></a></div>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-62669947623505734882009-05-03T22:08:00.008-04:002009-05-03T23:22:38.137-04:00chairs, chairs, everywhere<div style="text-align: justify;">Friday I drove to Coleman, MI to pick up a newly acquired ebay purchase... yes, another chair. On the way back along my woodsy journey I stopped in Evart, MI at a corner diner. While I waited for my meal I decided to write down all the chairs I've acquired over the past few years. I listed every potential space in my house: attic, 2nd floor, 1st floor, basement, and garage and proceeded to write down all the chairs that occupied my life. The final count... 22, and that includes my most recent purchase in the backseat of the car. Wow, twenty-two chairs. I didn't realize I had accumulated so many in such a short time. Where does this obsession with chairs originate from? I don't know. But, I do know they symbolize part of my need for a social space within my home. The more chairs I have, the more bodies I can accommodate. I think I need to have a chair party.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir5IWRxBSrxA740a8zVx-vb5Ta1Q13lUX-BQi6liCASHfIimqwZ09DXUYCSsu4UAaP4tk3oyVLtjjjYiwN6n84pn-8deU_96qvDiltFjuBESjW2EKj_Il-IGqqhU7H-Ff0gpNEf_7xjq5K/s1600-h/flight_recline.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir5IWRxBSrxA740a8zVx-vb5Ta1Q13lUX-BQi6liCASHfIimqwZ09DXUYCSsu4UAaP4tk3oyVLtjjjYiwN6n84pn-8deU_96qvDiltFjuBESjW2EKj_Il-IGqqhU7H-Ff0gpNEf_7xjq5K/s400/flight_recline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331790908455660466" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifa8RnG_1kGGASlV6Vrm1IZRMqY11V_YeyiNDadFAiAM_qG_TuEvaJPiXVP4B1uKfDnNDRiP-ySrLJjjysswo_eLFDL6u6ThfBIYSlbHXINqNhX6HH1ViaZbrUnsd8sWPBxq8bPSegwTwI/s1600-h/Lousy+Upholstery+R+arm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifa8RnG_1kGGASlV6Vrm1IZRMqY11V_YeyiNDadFAiAM_qG_TuEvaJPiXVP4B1uKfDnNDRiP-ySrLJjjysswo_eLFDL6u6ThfBIYSlbHXINqNhX6HH1ViaZbrUnsd8sWPBxq8bPSegwTwI/s320/Lousy+Upholstery+R+arm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331791212201214226" border="0" /></a>I've been chair hunting in my mind for what seems like years, though has only seriously (cash in hand) been about a year. The big purchase began with Design Within Reach. I'd been pining for the <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.dwr.com/product/flight-recliner-fabric-2.do?keyword=flight+recliner&sortby=ourPicks">flight recliner</a> ever since my friends purchased a matching pair 4 years ago and it was one chair that my partner (who has chronic lower back pain) could sit in, pain free. Let me remind you that trying to find a recliner that doesn't look like a recliner is next too impossible. There was a sale and free shipping...the time had finally come. The wait was over....well, after 7 more weeks post ordering, the chair in Fabric 2 - Morel, arrived. What happens after was one huge disappointment in DWR and their quality control. A lousy upholstery job and fabric flaws had us on the phone within minutes of it's arrival. Also, for the price one pays for a flight recliner I should not have to assemble it, the chrome legs came separate! After all was said and done the chair went back and a new one did not return.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">The search continued. We thought about getting a matching chair for our sofa from room and board, but it did not have a higher back. In fact, as I became obsessed with looking at chairs I found there aren't any chairs with high backs. If I'm sitting and lounging, I want neck and head support. They just don't make furniture like they used to. I found a chair on craigslist that while not worth what I paid, sufficed for the time being. Now, I have finally found a good fit, an Eames style lounge without the hefty price tag. Don't get me wrong, if I had the means I would have an Eames Lounge in a Ivory/Walnut or Palisander combo in a heartbeat. I have several other Eames pieces that fit nicely in the house, but none that fit well into the living room. The chair I got is made by Cafemo. I have had very little luck finding out any information on this company other than the chair was made in Italy. It has a burnt orange leather with a chrome base AND a bonus over the Eames, tilt action. I do not feel like I'm slouching, as I sometimes feel in an Eames. The lever allows for a stationary position or an adjustable tilt. I do like the die-cast aluminum base on the Eames better, but I am not complaining becasue the chair was a steal. After I gave it a good leather cleaning and conditioning I went to town on the rest of the living room and got some more art hung. The grouping of four prints, l to r, top to bottom: <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.mempdx77.com/">Mike McGovern</a>, <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.lafontsee.us/artists">Dellas Henke</a>, Meghan Giless, Philip Stratton. Large scale drawing on right, <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.lrossgallery.com/artists/vanderlayryan/page_1/page_1.html">Ryan VanderLey</a>. Butt fart pillow, <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.ryangreaves.com/index.php?/about/hello/">Ryan Greaves</a>.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3WFCfAXIAx9IetGy9KI9sRvYE_WGYFAXRbL1DFPfaVVdYuJk_K0Q4bp5BPki8hE7bdZp6lfi_D-RnA9OBtK18Tp4tdXKGmj1VJiAlifGmY38rfjurnHCSpdTmo0BvqB6oiocugskBh_yG/s1600-h/chairs.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3WFCfAXIAx9IetGy9KI9sRvYE_WGYFAXRbL1DFPfaVVdYuJk_K0Q4bp5BPki8hE7bdZp6lfi_D-RnA9OBtK18Tp4tdXKGmj1VJiAlifGmY38rfjurnHCSpdTmo0BvqB6oiocugskBh_yG/s400/chairs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331799805214076258" border="0" /></a><br /></div>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-1064928947390438442009-04-30T13:42:00.008-04:002009-04-30T13:48:10.996-04:00further than chicago<div style="text-align: justify;">yaaaay for new art! I got a couple new pieces the other day from Geoffry Holstad. I first saw his work in our collection at GVSU. They were a purchase from his BFA show last fall. I have been in love with these drawings since I first laid eyes on them and now I have a couple of my own. Check out his upcoming advernture as he and his girlfriend travel the Transamerica Trail out to Oregon on their <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://sosweaty.tumblr.com/">FURTHER THAN CHICAGO </a>trip.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6BwlZpiR_TRDQK3nDDMhq-0Ty5IYOFdMMUyC1a52_pHYmboenW6aJFDO7D_r-pD2q33QVQjxfvEKEOwDzCPLRXJ6pOHBmCjmyibTGuYPDUdtSMRL0J8Yr7xHB-oMmSrkwwRXBsD60L1jr/s1600-h/holstad.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6BwlZpiR_TRDQK3nDDMhq-0Ty5IYOFdMMUyC1a52_pHYmboenW6aJFDO7D_r-pD2q33QVQjxfvEKEOwDzCPLRXJ6pOHBmCjmyibTGuYPDUdtSMRL0J8Yr7xHB-oMmSrkwwRXBsD60L1jr/s400/holstad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330542242701556946" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilqWCC4QpS37jR9DKSgYyNkvoeiPfcsW0etGCiOUi0HXGeB2MD9IC_RGHotMUQKT8Bj2eaifiuhtOqnmLeYEsfstaPskI6i95ZNr3DG-tQrf04e8hfNFyVqvt41t2MtgEdzrG-sZHU4u5y/s1600-h/holstad_detail.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilqWCC4QpS37jR9DKSgYyNkvoeiPfcsW0etGCiOUi0HXGeB2MD9IC_RGHotMUQKT8Bj2eaifiuhtOqnmLeYEsfstaPskI6i95ZNr3DG-tQrf04e8hfNFyVqvt41t2MtgEdzrG-sZHU4u5y/s400/holstad_detail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330542345057758242" border="0" /></a>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-1965607440405052142009-04-28T23:18:00.013-04:002009-04-29T00:41:44.334-04:00<div style="text-align: justify;">i've probably watched more movies in the past couple months than i have in the past 3 years. does it matter that i have a new flat screen tv? maybe. is it a great form of escapism? sure. is it a nice way to detox and procrastinate? yes.<br />here's a few favorites from the past couple weeks<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFHuk9a8qA-kxy8lOKIJCrKUvyquUvk1rH8udU74TQMgMOCHSugkC4SUV47Eb6whpS78Pp4ifSRjx9hQzJdHhcqJZkftO8WWDhUzNgHVHsm1ivz2hqOc3gzgSd_ApN_HH7nha4nBiKDWUx/s1600-h/rosemary.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 317px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFHuk9a8qA-kxy8lOKIJCrKUvyquUvk1rH8udU74TQMgMOCHSugkC4SUV47Eb6whpS78Pp4ifSRjx9hQzJdHhcqJZkftO8WWDhUzNgHVHsm1ivz2hqOc3gzgSd_ApN_HH7nha4nBiKDWUx/s320/rosemary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329967369023725314" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Rosemary's Baby (1968) </span>- Mia Farrow, Ruth Gordon<br />Love, love, loved it! I want the Gothic New York Apartment all decorated in yellow and Mia's clothes, except for the nightgowns. I have a hard time imagining how this was received when the movie first appeared. I t was fascinating to watch the relationship dynamics of men and women in the sixties. It holds your attention without violence (minus the kitchen knife) and gore and has an eerie sense of humor throughout the movie was great.<br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIxoLAopJgvJVSLlzslDjENio_HCqOQknUmqTT_2H1CRrBcJL7DmrcgYjXw8qfbfpLOuDHZBMTO5QIWd-0h33pSWH6QNCP9yRSnNtYoTqPXvwxRj-5EeN9Su2ZcIVAprDxySe8RgPEif-0/s1600-h/savage_grace_ver2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIxoLAopJgvJVSLlzslDjENio_HCqOQknUmqTT_2H1CRrBcJL7DmrcgYjXw8qfbfpLOuDHZBMTO5QIWd-0h33pSWH6QNCP9yRSnNtYoTqPXvwxRj-5EeN9Su2ZcIVAprDxySe8RgPEif-0/s320/savage_grace_ver2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329966558744289794" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Savage Grace (2007) </span>- Julianne Moore<br />I picked the jacket up several times at the movie store and finally rented it a couple weeks ago.<br />I was not prepared for what this move offered. Based on the true story of the relationship between Barbara Daly and her son Antony. Barbara marries above her class to Brooks Baekeland, heir to the Bakelite plastics fortune. It begins in the 1940's, newly married and with their first and only child Anthony. Anthony becomes estranged from his father, who sees him as a failure (because he's queer) and as he matures he becomes increasingly close to his lonely mother. sex, dysfunction, incest, and murder. I was mesmerized the entire movie wondering what would happen next and exhausted when it ended.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyDHaE9uR6Qs8Xx0BbaH0Dk_2ZUFCucjnVSoyJWi9eHZeb6BaQlMxqKIzTJPF48J9CLz-xCYdas4rxZ4P6zSFGI9g6CjZELhTxutsmWGyu93H6NQPxa2o0UAqJBSH1QdZ6Nn3LErMkyn-D/s1600-h/poster.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 258px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyDHaE9uR6Qs8Xx0BbaH0Dk_2ZUFCucjnVSoyJWi9eHZeb6BaQlMxqKIzTJPF48J9CLz-xCYdas4rxZ4P6zSFGI9g6CjZELhTxutsmWGyu93H6NQPxa2o0UAqJBSH1QdZ6Nn3LErMkyn-D/s400/poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329966383939387490" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Examined Life (2009) </span><br />Filmmaker Astra Taylor accompanies some of today’s most influential thinkers on a series of unique excursions through places and spaces that hold particular resonance for them and their ideas. Featuring Cornel West, Avital Ronell, Peter Singer, Kwarne Anthony Appiah, Martha Nussbaum, Michael Hardt,Slavoj Zizek, Judith Butler and Sunaura Taylor. Singer talks about the ethics of consumption, Zizek questions current beliefs about the environment while sifting through a garbage dump, and while driving through Manhattan, Cornel West compares philosophy to jazz and blues, reminding us how intense and invigorating a life of the mind can be.<br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVJBe9Xq7PdKj5XmHLpd7V-IgTMWSyBfurLJiL8_YkhxNeSTI53mXmx3nqPnGZ5AdTW6vHoh95JX2ZzjgHrAWEVymsxfOi4jIk_vTg0AbqDVzMEuHDQ96HhZOBeAOXSdgbVZQV-skutupC/s1600-h/reader_ver2_xlg_s.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVJBe9Xq7PdKj5XmHLpd7V-IgTMWSyBfurLJiL8_YkhxNeSTI53mXmx3nqPnGZ5AdTW6vHoh95JX2ZzjgHrAWEVymsxfOi4jIk_vTg0AbqDVzMEuHDQ96HhZOBeAOXSdgbVZQV-skutupC/s320/reader_ver2_xlg_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329967001467469250" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Reader (2008) </span>- Kate Winslet, Ralph Fiennes<br /><div style="text-align: justify;">It's a coincidence that I rented this the same weekend that the Holocaust Museum opened in Chicago. Post WWII Germany, it tells the story of Michael Berg, a German lawyer who as a teenager in the late 1950s had an affair with an older woman, Hanna Schmitz, who then disappeared only to resurface years later as one of the defendants in a war crimes trial stemming from her actions as a concentration camp guard late in the war. Some very compelling relationship dynamics and imagery of Auschwitcz near the Polish town Oswiecim. When I visited Poland I opted out of making the trek for fear of being too emotionally impacted. My trip was very intense and difficult for a multitude of reasons, but I now regret having passed up the opportunity. I remember there being much criticism about the film for treating horrific subjects artistically, but I had gut reactions, cried, and felt the complexities of the character's choices and their abusive relationship.</div>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-71359762432964602792009-04-25T04:42:00.007-04:002009-04-25T05:33:02.086-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5EkUArXDkpPvlSD1igsUzTm7Y8GdFHpu-B5O_2PwWHPXqvwKAhYIyx_e4WfB8UbNy8ybO7TWbzB6EUieAgXULnk6wwTh-kcfZOde8ViFvPgn0G3Km8Y2zqgLmHnRMkN20XTYlz8Wy2tQ0/s1600-h/jess4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5EkUArXDkpPvlSD1igsUzTm7Y8GdFHpu-B5O_2PwWHPXqvwKAhYIyx_e4WfB8UbNy8ybO7TWbzB6EUieAgXULnk6wwTh-kcfZOde8ViFvPgn0G3Km8Y2zqgLmHnRMkN20XTYlz8Wy2tQ0/s400/jess4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328558229925658482" border="0" /></a>me, <a href="http://www.jessicawitte.com">jess witte</a>, and <a href="http://www.kimberlystrom.com">kim strom</a><br />below: kim feasting on Shawn Stucky's edible exhibition statement<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh1KDGx3uov87sYbXFtWfEeZuce3cxvygrx6bd6SGoqeeH_ghWvJQPhPWfhK-vbxo0eECmTHasVHRgS4-RCqeXKwYVCtrCdSq5yVPu7eHQMvXPzciA2HawvrwxDxO0ZnXy-F26D8El5EmG/s1600-h/jess3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh1KDGx3uov87sYbXFtWfEeZuce3cxvygrx6bd6SGoqeeH_ghWvJQPhPWfhK-vbxo0eECmTHasVHRgS4-RCqeXKwYVCtrCdSq5yVPu7eHQMvXPzciA2HawvrwxDxO0ZnXy-F26D8El5EmG/s320/jess3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328556412921185410" border="0" /></a>I saw this show on opening night and it just closed a couple weeks ago. You'd think 2 months would have given me plenty of time to mention it, but I've been so overwhelmed lately and still feel like I'm playing catch up.<em> For a Limited Time Only</em> featured work created to deliberately decay, disintegrate, or otherwise disappear during its short run. My friend <a href="http://jessicawitte.com/">Jess Witte</a> was one of the featured artist so I made the trip up to <a href="http://www.theartcenterhp.org/">Highland Park Art Center. </a><br />Jess installed birdseed doilies both in the gallery and outdoors around the bases of tress. Over time the seeds outdoor will disappear from wind, rain, and as birds and squirrels forage. The seeds indoors become held at the mercy of a misguided visitor's foot or are purposefully removed to create new patterns or some were seen removing seeds and stockpiling them in other corners of the gallery. None of the work has an existence beyond this show. The act, the documentation, the memory of the experience is what remains. I know a lot of the time I get caught up in the objectness of a work of art, but I've always been smitten with artists who explore ephemeral art. Being present at the reception and being a part of that given moment when everything is as intended and original, was the type of event I wish happened more frequently.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97mfVF9cl3XY-deVBHX0JGqgueQYk9pHDSJw_OOire12iSpC5oEgrM_zpkCGKuVgNaL28BNVF6GXJpIov8hA2xYR8GGV9Wml00fJq2xiCMxs6OiC2_ZLjfwKtSGlSTRyw5Cs9ShEPNcwf/s1600-h/jess2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97mfVF9cl3XY-deVBHX0JGqgueQYk9pHDSJw_OOire12iSpC5oEgrM_zpkCGKuVgNaL28BNVF6GXJpIov8hA2xYR8GGV9Wml00fJq2xiCMxs6OiC2_ZLjfwKtSGlSTRyw5Cs9ShEPNcwf/s400/jess2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328556054137593490" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjon73xrZFIwYdCIfayerVkRpEIOPO8VPXcC3iIPqMJ2wGkYtnk2YfRYw7RymEtMyBE-8WPvud08Qdkw1UM66bq8F5aBk_j90kvchoJnyTcajrp0LN2cvGjTR-TUwhbxbfMI0yJF6ulYLc_/s1600-h/jess1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjon73xrZFIwYdCIfayerVkRpEIOPO8VPXcC3iIPqMJ2wGkYtnk2YfRYw7RymEtMyBE-8WPvud08Qdkw1UM66bq8F5aBk_j90kvchoJnyTcajrp0LN2cvGjTR-TUwhbxbfMI0yJF6ulYLc_/s400/jess1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328556054015058658" border="0" /></a><em><br /></em>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-83272051810509358372009-04-20T00:47:00.005-04:002009-04-25T05:34:58.587-04:00shelves- take 2<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjr6DEMGtzHRZwuPWkiskjT0tB2GCjQrBojC3w1a5bfSoUbMGUpMp2zBkhuMREcFTjWOfTeMWCTKQ8Kf5pmhAyiqI8a5uTtddCg9Q8Fl9puMLzE5bkn9j2yiEIF5O_YetsVNiW5IWWqK-g/s1600-h/shelves.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjr6DEMGtzHRZwuPWkiskjT0tB2GCjQrBojC3w1a5bfSoUbMGUpMp2zBkhuMREcFTjWOfTeMWCTKQ8Kf5pmhAyiqI8a5uTtddCg9Q8Fl9puMLzE5bkn9j2yiEIF5O_YetsVNiW5IWWqK-g/s320/shelves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326630796437240738" border="0" /></a>yaaayyyy! shelves went up on friday and when i returned home today they were still securely fastened to the wall!<br />most of the art is off the ground and now i just need to play around with arranging. which art to hang, which art to lean, and what type of containers i want to put under the bottom shelf for my boxes of pictures. i didn't have time for an IKEA run this weekend, but it will give me some time to peruse the catalog and figure out some organization ideas before i head back to chicago in a couple weeks.</div>michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1328106675837158644.post-30275350013205346312009-04-14T09:14:00.006-04:002009-04-25T05:33:56.236-04:00shelves - take 1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyu4CDeok8BWmwyaV0DiHNOS-0bGgOnDpjBSpIbHMDPKo10zcYfN04D6sRR2JnvgC4Ky0d9iF7_C0vq6wfqlFs7guVzgjDLkl0c6yuuK7Ts2m1AXMuA3kziN8MneVvYUS7CNmgdwTKDF7d/s1600-h/shelf.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324552331148848578" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyu4CDeok8BWmwyaV0DiHNOS-0bGgOnDpjBSpIbHMDPKo10zcYfN04D6sRR2JnvgC4Ky0d9iF7_C0vq6wfqlFs7guVzgjDLkl0c6yuuK7Ts2m1AXMuA3kziN8MneVvYUS7CNmgdwTKDF7d/s320/shelf.jpg" border="0" /></a>well, i finally decided to try my hand at hanging shelves. this room was in sad shape at one point with two different country blue wallpaper designs and a chair rail, which made this tiny bedroom seem minuscule. the walls were in need of repair after the wallpaper came down. there were so many cracks and the surface quality was poor so we had the walls skim coated and then i painted everything. the walls are so nice and smooth now that i've had a hard time forcing myself to pound or drill holes into them. i've had some IKEA Lacks shelves sitting in the room for several months now and it's finally gotten to the point where i'm tired of having my artwork on the floor, leaned up against the walls. we have plaster and lathe walls, which are quite difficult to work with. i've had my share experiences with crumbling plaster from too hard of a nail tap. finding studs is also a difficult task with plaster and lathe because a stud finder is not useful, however i recently found a great secret on <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.instructables.com/id/SAPOMX8F6B7T28C/">instructables</a> website using a magnet to find studs. didn't matter for this project because the metal bracket that gets screwed to the wall has predetermined holes. now that i have one shelf up, i'm stuck again. i'm still playing around with the spacing between the shelves, but hopefully by weeks end i'll just make a decision and put the rest og the shelves up.michele bosakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08117852007293999006noreply@blogger.com1