Friday, February 24, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Creating art is about decisions. They are being made regardless of what we are creating: music, art, choreography, writing, film, etc. I recently found that is what I love about creating art and music. It came to me while drawing with my 19 month old daughter Lillian. Watching her choose her color crayon, then where she places it on the paper and even what kind of marks she makes with it. Following that with which color she chooses next- perhaps in response (or not) to the marks I make, with the colors I use. Her decisions made were perfect for that moment of creation- a snapshot of that perfect moment, if you will. Are all her decisions correct? Yes. Which led me to ask myself, "Are all of my decisions correct?" Well...
As an artist I tend to question if every decision I make is a good one and I am not the only one. I have seen this with my sister, brother, friends, family and all artists I have come in contact with, from my college days to the present. So why do we make this so difficult for ourselves? Why not just say that every decision we make is perfect when we make it- even if we don't agree later? No amount of discussion or philosophy, theory or rhetoric can ever change that which we have already made. Sure we can use our past decisions to fuel if (and how) we continue with a particular vein of thought or whether we end it and start another, but we cannot change that which is already passed. So does this mean that the past means little, and the future means nothing? I don't know (go ask your mother). All I know is that the past is passed, and the future isn't here yet. As for the present? Well, the present is where all the beautiful things happen. I hope you enjoy these beautiful images. They were fun collaborations with my daughter Lil. Every decision made was a perfect one (of course, I am biased).
'Silly Snail' by L.G. Parzych & C.W. Parzych III crayon on paper 07.22.11
'Whale in a Brown Sea' by L.G. Parzych & C.W. Parzych III crayon on paper 07.26.11
'Technicolor Caterpillar' by L.G. Parzych & C.W. Parzych III crayon on paper 07.25.11
'Purple Bear at Sunset' by L.G. Parzych & C.W. Parzych III crayon on paper 07.26.11
'Desert Sun & Wildflowers' by L.G. Parzych & C.W. Parzych III crayon on paper 07.25.11
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
In October 2010, I had the fortune of participating in a group art show called Project Echo. The show was put together by local writer Shea Boresi, who had the idea that an ongoing art dialogue could be created using a photograph her grandfather Rodney Rieken had taken in Korea, 1953. She asked for artists to give their response to the photograph, in any medium they desired, and held a showcase at the Ragtag Cinema. Shea even provided a poem, which you can view, along with Rodney Rieken's photo, here:
I chose this opportunity to try a new approach; to stretch my creative wings a bit, move out of my comfort zone into less familiar territory and see what happens. Here is a written piece that accompanies my sculpture/diorama, 'Sojourn 2010':
When I think of innocence, I think of my childhood and all my naivety about everything. Rodney Rieken's photograph triggers in me the feeling of innocence and its subsequent loss, as well as the loss of youth. My own life journey has happened around where my innocence has been encountered, embraced and/or dispatched. In my created world, 'Sojourn 2010', a lone male elephant proceeds past a dead or dying tree, toward the edge of a reality that has been constructed in the present tense, with only a distant cityscape as a hint (or a distraction) of a past to guide him. Only the elephant isn't merely an elephant, but a void into 'space', which takes the shape of the travelling beast. This 'space' represents the infinite; our experience and all that comprise and compose our life journeys. I can't help feeling part of Rieken's journey through his photograph; of his innocence evaporating in a world and culture very different than his own, as mine surely would have in his stead. 'Sojourn 2010' is indicative of me in a stage of my life where the only place I have ever lived and known was left, for a new adventure or chapter. The tree signifies that family (or my meaning thereof, as defined using setting) would be all that is left for me if I stayed, and the antiquated or romantic view of the city I was born in (and love dearly) isn't what it appears to be (here is referenced Detroit, circa 1940's). The elephant is traveling alone, which doesn't occur in reality as they always travel in groups, and this signifies that the journey must physically be taken alone while family will always be carried with me in the non-physical way. My own innocence is left behind me in my journey forward- left behind with items that become symbols of my childhood: burlap (such as from sacks I used to keep toys in), an elephant (a favorite childhood animal), (portions of) an Erector set, tree branches (a reminder of favorite childhood play spots) and the diorama itself (a reminder of museum visits and play sets).
Overall, I am very pleased with the outcome of my sculpture/diorama. It has given me the confidence to pursue the medium further, if I wish, and has allowed me to grow as an artist.
Later this year Shea plans on having a Round 2 of Project Echo, where artists can create pieces in response to Round 1 works continuing the dialogue in an interesting and meaningful way. I look forward to participating further with Project Echo.
Monday, November 15, 2010
My brother Joe rough sanding a slat. Dad is in the background doing final sanding. Each slat, as well as all other crib parts received a rough sanding, followed by a secondary sanding-a third and final one will be completed before the finish is applied. Hands were sore and fingers were stiff and achy afterwards.
Sanding away in 'The Sweatshop'. On the floor behind Joe is the crib back waiting for the rest of the slats so it can be glued and assembled.
The crib finished. Dad and I ended up replacing the two front legs with thicker pieces than the plans called for. There was a discrepancy with measurements for the mounting of the gate hardware and the width of the original legs. Both of us feel the thicker legs not only function better with the hardware, but are visually more appealing as well. Dad and I applied the first coat sealer and Jen helped me with the second. We went with a cold pressed, organic flax seed oil purchased from Bioshield Paint, which specializes in making solvent free and zero v.o.c. paints, stains and finishes. The smell of the finish was WAY more pleasant than a traditional finish and it brought out the grain and markings of the wood beautifully.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Friday, July 31, 2009
Cantalouper has been keeping me pretty busy, as well as preparing for a new baby- two things that I'm glad are keeping me busy! As Jen & I get ready to create a space for our little one, I contemplate some photographs I might like to use as reference for drawings or paintings- or to just hang as they already are. Here are my favorites:
Sunset on Edisto Island, 10/02/08 Photo: Charles W. Parzych III
Sunset on Edisto Beach I, 09/30/08 Photo: Jennifer L. Parzych
Sunset on Edisto Beach II, 09/30/08 Photo: Jennifer L. Parzych
Sunset on Edisto Beach III, 09/30/08 Photo: Jennifer L. Parzych
These last three were taken by Jen, as we walked on the beach. While I was trying to take it all in physically & emotionally, Jen had the idea to take it in digitally as well. I'm glad she did.
Carp 10/22/2008 Photo: Charles W. Parzych III
Carp II, 10/22/2008 Photo: Charles W. Parzych III
Carp III, 10/22/2008 Photo: Charles W. Parzych III
Carp IV, 10/22/2008 Photo: Charles W. Parzych III
Carp & Duck, 10/22/2008 Photo: Charles W. Parzych III
These last few were taken at the Botanical Gardens in St. Louis. We had the idea to feed the carp/goldfish, as there was a dispenser nearby where you could purchase food. I liked the way they seemed to materialize from the depths through the ever-changing patterns and textures the water provided. Little did we realize that the local ducks also like the food. I managed to get a few shots of carp before the ducks took over.