Friday night in Indianapolis. First Friday, to be exact. This is the one night of every month when all the art galleries open up to visitors for the evening. I’ve taken advantage of it on a number of occasions, but always with a group, or at least with one other friend. I was planning to do the same this particular evening, but as the day arrived it was clear that I needed to make this my Artist Date or else I wasn’t going to have one this week. Artist Dates are mandatory as prescribed by the Artist’s Way, as is the fact that you are supposed to undertake these dates on your own (or just you and your creative self, as the idea goes). Since these dates have so far proven to be pretty awesome, I wasn’t about to mess with this one or give it up, so I called my friend and left what probably sounded like a very odd message (“I’ll see you there, but I can’t be there with you!”) and headed out.
I ended up spending my entire two hours at the Harrison Gallery down on 16th and Deleware. No shortage of things to see and people to talk to! (all pics clickable)
One of the first things I came across was this collection of brass light fixture pieces. Honestly, I have no idea if it was supposed to “say something” the way it was arranged, but it gave me ideas. I work with copper on my rolling ball sculptures, and will soon be incorporating brass into them (hopefully!). I just kept staring at this things going, “Yeah, that would work. I could…yeah, I could do that with it, couldn’t I? Similar elements may turn up in my work at some point.
I was particularly excited about the Harrison this evening, as Todd Bracik, the sculptor I’d met at Masterpiece in a Day, was exhibiting some of his work there. My conversation with him that day was a chief reason I’d even thought to hit First Friday this month. It’s not uncommon that it slips by while I’m out playing a gig, so when he mentioned that he would be showing there I made a specific not to try and check it out. These works all appeared to be of reclaimed steel. They appeared to be clearcoated so that they wouldn’t rust. I *think* this one was called “Blind Bend,” but my memory is bad, and I left my stupid notepad in the camera bag, which was left in the car. (Somehow I achieved a Journalism major???)
The last of these two is titled “Burst.” I really wish I’d had something on hand to write them down. I’m not diggin the lighting in these photos much, either. You’d think I’d have this camera stuff all figured out by now. Aside from all that, though, I was really excited to see Todd’s work. He uses found objects, generally of metal, but not always. I like metal and the whole idea of recycling or making something pleasing out of what may have once been considered junk. The whole idea of how much crap we throw away every day kind of freaks me out, so it’s nice to see someone making art out of what might just end up in a landfill otherwise. There’s also welding and grinding involved with this type of art, which means flames and sparks, and, well, you gotta like that.
Unfortunately, I didn’t get to see Todd this time, though I did meet someone who was an old friend of his. I had hoped to talk with him some more about his work, but maybe there will be opportunities for that at a later date.
My true medium! Thinking of the name signs I’ve been doing, I had to snap this. It was part of a fun exhibit of children’s works. These were all done by Cora Hughey, and featured crayon, watercolor, and magic marker. I imagine she’s a Crayola freak just as much as I am.
Fun little dress…
…with a pencil belt! If you’re a teacher during SATs, this thing would be perfect. “Need a pencil, kid? I got seventy.”
These little guys are so much fun! They’re the creations of Jude Odell, a ceramics sculptor.
Her detail and use of color always impress me.
I really, REALLY wanted to take this one home, but there was no affording it that evening. The sharp lines and the absolute black of the figures against the white and bright green really catches your eye.
See what I mean about her use of color? Isn’t that just the greatest?! Shortly after I took this picture Jude returned to her studio from a visit elsewhere in the building. I could not keep from telling her how much I enjoyed her work. She has also done some projects with inner city school children painting bridges and retaining walls to beautify the neighborhoods. We also kind of bonded over the turmoil and travails of trying to install shower inserts (“All those angles you have to line up, and there’s no room to move!”). If she had a web site, I’d link to it for you here. Her stuff is really gorgeous. She’s had a room at the Harrison for a long time now. Go give her some of your money.
As I was leaving I snapped one more picture of Jude’s work that was displayed outside her studio on the wall. These are little tiles that she does. I was only about five bucks short of being able to purchase one with the cash I had on hand. Next time I’m definitely making a purchase. I get a great sense of fun and positivity out of her work, and it never hurts to have that surrounding you in your home. Which reminds me, she did say at one point in our conversation that she had done some darker, more moody work. She said, “I got great compliments on it – but trying to sell it?” People aren’t so apt to surround themselves with dark images, and at this point I’m happy to say I’m not either.
In addition to all that, Jude’s tiles gave me an idea on how I might want to approach some of my sculpture. I certainly didn’t have several hundred dollars to spend on one of her larger pieces, but I had or could easily find 30 or 40 to spend on something smaller. So I’m thinking. I’m thinking about scale and size of work. We’ll see what happens with that. I’m not near selling anything yet, but it can’t hurt to have plans.
Hope you enjoyed my date with my creativity. Eight more of these to go!
The one with the sharp, little dark guys (the one you wanted to bring home) reminded me of the little demon guys in Fantasia. You’re right, her work is really cool. I dug the pencil belt on the dress too. As a self-proclaimed writer I think I could use such an accessory. Perhaps a necklace of ink ribbon with a the letter “G” from a typewriter as a pendant.
Honestly, dude, until I started reading about your artist dates I had no idea that Indiana was so artistically expressive. I only knew it as the state where Axl Rose was from.
Fantasia is just the best ever. I was talking with my brother about it a few weeks ago. That necklac idea is great! I still have a couple of old manual typewriters around the house. I’ve been thinking about getting them out and playing with them lately.
Indiana, “More than Corn!” and all that. There’s obvious stuff, like the Indianapolis 500, and the Colts, but then there’s stuff like famed landscape artist T.C. Steele, the aforementioned Ernie Pyle, and it’s been the birthplace of Kurt Vonnegut, Steve McQueen, John Mellencamp, the Jackson family, Axl Rose (yeah, okay), Jane Pauley, David Letterman, and, of course, James Dean. We also have one of the most revered Children’s Museums in the entire world. One of the more known works of art, the “Love” sculpture (you know the one – four letters arranged in a square), was created by artist Robert Indiana, from New Castle, Indiana. And now that I think of it, for jazz music we were home to Wes Montgomery, Hoagy Carmichael, and Cole Porter.
We’ve got a couple things around here, it seems. A lot of it just flies below the radar. “Loud and brash” are not terms you think of to describe my home state. I guess it’s like the corn around here – you’ll never hear it make a sound while it’s growing, but I guarantee you it’s happening.