Invisible Man Hook Rug

Roll over the image to see it glow. There is no Photoshop trickery here. The first image was taken with the lights on (duh) and the second with a long exposure in the dark.

This project was therapeutic at first, and eventually became something I had to force myself to finish. Kind of like running a yarn marathon.

It’s approximately 48 x 48 inches. Rug “resolution” is about 25 ypi (yarns per inch), so it had to be big to show detail in the image.

I became intrigued with the idea of this type of imagery colliding with a clean home furnishing item. And, I guess I threw in some childhood nostalgia for good measure. The glow-in-the-dark (anyone else have glow-in-the-dark boxes for your baby teeth?), the skull (raised on punk rock) and shag rugs (the 70’s) all remind me of when I was a kid. Why not jam them all together?

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Cloud Mirror


This is my first attempt at a mirror. It was inspired by all of the cloud photos I’ve been taking and the work of Hokusai.

I’m definitely drawn to natural forms built with unnatural materials. I’ve seen a few laser-cut mirrors around and they all seem to stick closely to a square format. I thought I’d give it a go and see what happens with other shapes.

Moving forward, I’m going to add other cloud formations to form a group. Small, medium and large clouds. This would most likely be the large. (5 x 34 inches)

I would really like to hear what people think of this piece. Please leave comments. Or, feel free to contact me if you’d like to purchase one 🙂

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Working to generate thumbnails of all the posts…this is a screengrab of the first experimental batch out of the script…Looking forward to playing with these…

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Holographic Self-Portrait

This is a video of a hologram, which admittedly, is a little convoluted. The hologram and camera are still and the only thing moving is actually the light source. Yeah, I made it and I still have trouble wrapping my mind around it.

I had the chance to make only one image, so, I thought something as ephemeral as bubbles might be perfect. Now, I’ll always have a three dimensional image of myself from this time in my life.

I made it at the Center for the Holographic Arts in Long Island City, Queens, through a continuing education course at The School of Visual Arts. The Holocenter is a non-profit arts center that has an amazing artist in residency program. It is one of only a few places in the world equipped with a pulse laser camera, which is a holographic laser fast enough and large enough to capture an image of a person. So, I consider myself very privileged.

The course seems to have been discontinued. Luckily, the Holocenter facilities are available for artists to create their own work and their equipment can be rented for a reasonable fee. Just email them for more information. Pictures (or videos) do not really do the images justice, you just have to see them in person to get the full effect.

You can go to the Holocenter to see some or Holographic Studios, which seems to be another place in NYC to check out and possibly make holograms. Although, I honestly don’t know much about them.

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My new bicycle, Wilbur


While procrastinating on a drawing project, I sewed this basket for my new bicycle, Wilbur. Hurray for slacking!

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Joy Of Life

I would hope that Mattise would love this effort. maybe not.

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How can you make two months' salary last forever? or, I did it first.


At the end of last year, I made my first attempt at the design of dissent. Unfortunately, I didn’t have $20 million, and had to substitute 6000+ crystals for the real thing. Along with learning I am a glutton for labor intensive punishment, I figured out a bit about process, pattern, light and time.

When I started this sculpture, I was wrestling with my own ideas of art and protest. Now, with Damien Hirst’s skull possibly fetching $98 million, I have to wonder, if it’s really supposed to be about “the little guy”, would I put the piece in a gallery or set it on fire and roll it down West 47th St.?

Like I said, I’m learning and I’m not sure what I’d do. But, I know I would never do this.

“Whether we fall by ambition, blood, or lust, like diamonds we are cut with our own dust.” – John Webster

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cozy (egg)

i’m taking an off loom fibers class at fleisher. it’s a great place to take classes (here in philly).
during the first class, i was given a bag of green handmade paper and some spanish moss to “make something with.” after a few failed ideas, i cut the index card sized pieces of paper in a swirl patterm to make a single long strip and i decided to knit with the pieces. (so the green you see is handmade paper.) I had been thinking of eggs (see my previous illo friday “rejection” post) and somehow ended up knitting a cozy shrug for an egg. I then decided to knit a mini scarf for the shrug using embroidery floss… i then filled it (nest-like) with the spanish moss. it fits in my hands rather nicely and i’m pleased with the result. (if i take the egg out i can also wear the knitted piece as a cuff bracelet.)
last week, we also learned how to make a basic coil basket. interesting stuff…

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my dad

i have been gone from invisibleman for a few months and the reason is this…
in january, my father was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. he bravely tried to fight this terrible disease, but unfortunately was only able to make it a few months… He passed away one month ago today, on May 6, 2007. He was only 74. I miss him so much, every moment… every day. He was, and still is, such a hero to me and to all who knew him.
This photo is from my 5th birthday, when we were still living in Brooklyn. I made the popsicle stick frame. Weren’t the 70’s fantastic? I hang this photo, among others, above my desk. I know my dad is looking down and feeling proud. (And I know he is no longer in pain.)
Here is a website to learn more about pancreatic cancer. It is such a fast moving and under researched form of cancer. One last thing… this is “the place” where my dad spent his last 5 weeks. The place was absolutely wonderful so if any one has parents or grandparent on long island, they were great and made my dads last days memorable.
As my mom said in the nursing home, “No one knows whose tomorrow it is.” So, we have to live for today.

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i found this old soap postcard at a flea market, reminded me of a character that i created. struck me as an odd image for soap, but it’s a nice fundamental hollywoodeque conflict—boy protects girl from scary bear.

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