Doing what I Love

Painting is a hard mistress. I spent some time away from her pursuing my interest of exploring Detroit, partially funded by the Fiona Myer Travel Grant Encouragement Award. paint bag detroit

I returned mightily inspired but my painting mistress was not amused. I had abandoned her. She made it difficult for me to start again. I struggled and thrashed around the studio for days, nay weeks. Now, three weeks later, I can finally say I’m back in the groove. Painting confidently and happily, doing what I love, and loving what I do. I am so lucky. I feel truly whole when creating. Thank you, my difficult taskmaster, demander of perfection, and chaser of dreams.

Dabl African Bead Museum

On the edge of Detroit is an eclectic visual art museum . Its founder and creator, Dabl, has lived here for sixteen years after a nomadic existence opening and closing galleries around downtown Detroit.

Dabl having been gifted land, peddles mainly imported African beads, and creates his unique, outdoor installations from junk. The two houses on the property are mosaiced with mirrors, other pieces are coated in donated enamel paints, and he creates quirky pieces , like his outdoor cinema, from old chairs and chunks of broken concrete.

 A tour was underway when we arrived for out of town New York writers, so I tagged along. Dabl explained each piece, its personal significance, then ably manned the shop peddling beads, deftly deflecting any attempts at price cutting.

Popps Packing 

I went to @ open studio last night at Popps Packing, Detroit. I met artist in residence, German photographer, Franziska Klose.
She is based in Leipzig, a German city, home to a thriving creative community.

 Her work looks at how vegetation is growing in abandoned, damaged houses. This shot has chicory growing, an agricultural business my grandparents, Bess and Cuthbert Kiernan, pursued on French Island, circa 1917.