Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Watching the Nerv-o-Meter
Yesterday was our anniversary and I got these gorgeous roses delivered. eeks. tanks!
On Thursday I'm flying to Gainesville for a comics conference, and the nervometer is definitely kicking in. I'm scheduled for a 1 1/2 hour talk. Phoebe Gloeckner will also be there. I loved her "Diary of a Teenage Girl." I also remember her mother. There's a lot of sex talk on the menu at this conference. Good thing I just made "Whinsey on the Phone." I haven't done a presentation since before Dinah was born I think.
Here's a close up from a large etching I did in college. The symbolism is now so clear to me, but at the time a mystery image. Etchings were such a kick, sticking the needle in the thin layer above the plate, everything reversed. Anachronism times ten. Hey are those spotted Chows pulling the egg? (I studied Medieval Art in college-- great backup in life, yeah, but yeah.)
Taking my dear tablet computer along to Florida, just crossing my fingers that it plays the dvds-- otherwise I'll be rambling about, uh, panoramic eggs or something.
Here's a full version of the etching. It's large.
Although I never thought of symbols while creating it, I see it as dealing with my father's death- the egg, the Lincoln like figure, (he looked like Lincoln), the Packard heading towards the egg. My old house is off in far right, and in distance that castle maybe represented Germany, where I was going to spend my junior year. Not sure about the deer, maybe it's the Bambi lost parent thing, and a figure in the distant mountains was related to some saint, Eustace? who saw Jesus in the horns of a stag. If you study medieval art you have to also study Biblical stories because there's so much symbolism.