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Cranes in the Mist: A Visual Homage to Terminal 46

February 5, 2013 by Iskra Leave a Comment

The Port Morning

The Port, Morning, Digital Mixed Media Collage, 20″ x 27″

This piece from the new series in progress on Infrastructure is an appreciation of the cranes at Terminal 46 at the Port of Seattle. I took a photo with my phone in terrible lighting from the ferry as I was heading to Bainbridge Island. The very terribleness turned out to be exactly what I was looking for when I started working, although it took awhile for me to figure that out. I was drawn first to the collision of atmosphere and industry, and the elegiac sense of voyage and retrospect that the view from the ferry inspires. Then I fought for several weeks as I visited and revisited the image — fought with the very ‘industrialness’ that I loved in the first glimpse — exactly how bright do you want the floodlights to be anyway?? Aren’t those lights just basically ugly compared to the Rosy Dawn and the Dusky Gloaming? Along the way I have been learning a lot about what I’m actually looking at. (For instance, here you will learn everything you’ve ever wondered about the Terminal 46 lighting retrofit, and “foot candles” and pick up the term “light trespass.”) Embedded in this image are the textures of place collected from the Terminal and its surroundings.

The terminals are a place at the heart of recent controversies. The Port has pushed back on a proposal for a new third stadium in SODO, questioning the effect of yet another sports arena on the ability of the Port to get its trucks and trains through traffic. Simultaneously, coal trains could be coming soon if the coal port is approved at Cherry Point, with as many as 18 additional trains a day passing through the waterfront area and adding an estimated 90 minutes of traffic delays to an already congested area. If you would like to participate in what is sure to be a rousing civic event you may want to attend the panel discussion on the coal train proposal coming up at Town Hall on February 13th.

It is easy, if you are not a longshoreman or employed at the Port, to take the waterfront and a humming industrial infrastructure for granted. But as I did more research on Seattle’s maritime industry I came across remarkable stories and archival photographs documenting a history of upheaval. The site where crane number 54 sits once hosted Seattle’s own Hooverville. Between 1931 and 1941 over a thousand men called this home, living in a state of what a sociology student of the time termed “insane disorder.” This fascinating site documenting the Great Depression in Seattle tells the story. I stumbled across a fabulous image bank when I entered “Skinner and Eddy Shipyard 1918” in google. The link is too long to accurately place, but if you go to the image search you will find a trove of historical photographs of the waterfront, several of which have the epic quality of the opening scene of “Les Miserables.” The Port of Seattle website shows fascinating glimpses of the brutal labor history of our state with a portrait of Terminal 91 and The Battle of Smith Cove. WTO was just one in a long history of eruptions and disruptions. In spite of the Northwest’s stupefying natural beauty the people don’t seem to be pacified by it, and they don’t take social and economic change lying down.

Art that is about sense of place is inevitably also about history. If you capture place you enter a field of echoes.  The thousands of accumulated abrasions, erasures, collisions, decisions, accidents and intentions, the changing weather of time’s passage, is embedded in everything you see. This is close cousin to “patina,” and you can find the loveliness of surface imperfection mass manufactured at Pottery Barn or the aptly named Pier 1. But it is also real, and it is everywhere around us in what is useful and working and necessary. It is a door into time.

Duwamish 2
Duwamish 2, Mixed Media Digital Collage, 30″ x 22

This morning I delivered a set of new large prints to the Seattle Art Museum Gallery, including “The Port” above. The framed prints range from 32 x 40 to slightly smaller, and will be up at the gallery in the next few days. In printing larger pieces it has been a wonderful experience to work with The Color Group. The ink on the new Canon 9400 has really breath-taking vibrance, and particularly on Hahnemuhle German Etching this printer takes the medium beyond what I’ve seen before, with a unique blending of surface qualities similar to silkscreen or traditional lithography. I hope you will stop in to see the work in person. *Update: the work seems to be flying out the door, so go soon! These are editions of 20 so if a piece is gone that you like you can contact me about additional prints. The Pale Cranes might be my favorite, and it went out before it even got up on the wall.

Filed Under: Prints Tagged With: atmosphere and industry, cranes in the mist, cranes on Waterfront, mixed media print of infrastructure, Port of Seattle, seattle maritime history, Terminal 46

“Bleak Beauty” at Prographica Opening this Week

January 31, 2013 by Iskra Leave a Comment

Bleak Beauty At Prographica

 Invitation courtesy of Prographica

January and February can be harsh times in the turning of the year. The New York Times just had an article titled “January is the Cruelest Month” about our internal clocks and the moon and how we can blame it on the world, the moon and the weather, and it’s all real and not just human weakness. (What a relief. I thought it was just me…..) This exhibit takes bleakness and turns it on its head to show you its stark, resilient and imaginative beauty. As well as a work in charcoal, above, I will be showing five prints in various degrees of contemplative and exuberant color. Hope to see you there!

Filed Under: Iskra Shows, Upcoming and Past, Uncategorized Tagged With: Bleak Beauty, galleries for works on paper, Prographica

Capitol Hill 60 Minute Photo Closes

January 30, 2013 by Iskra Leave a Comment

I read this beautiful if sad elegy to one of Seattle’s last film photo labs at PetaPixel today. I went to Capitol Hill 60 Minute Photo for the first twenty years of my photo-life. They were four blocks from my apartment, and developed every picture I took. Some of my most recent photocollages are made from scanning and enlarging their 4×6 prints from my archives, and the grain and “authentic analog noise” of the actual print beats anything I can do purely digitally. Photographer Andrew Waits has done a wonderful homage to this institution and the forces of change that have led to its closing. The comments are worth reading also, as a capsule portrait of social attitudes towards technology and change. I thought this one was particularly well put:

“When my local one hour lab closed a few years ago, I lost an advisor, a mentor a collaborator and friends. The lab staff was involved in every project that I was and took a real and heartfelt interest in what I was doing. They were partners. I really looked forward to seeing them on a Monday morning. The jingle of the door bell, the strange aroma mix of coffee and stop bath, the rhythmic hum and whir of the machines and a hearty “good morning, what have you got for us today?” can’t be replicated. Here I sit, in front of my computer screen, excited about what has been downloaded from my SD cards, beautiful Nikon DSLR on the counter, printer all inked up and ready, alone.”

Whew. So true. We can all be masters of our digital universe now, if we have the money and the equipment, and it can be real quiet.

AndrewWaitsPhotoOFilm
This photo of a film strip by Andrew Waits says it all.

Filed Under: Photography Tagged With: Andrew Waits, Capitol Hill 60 Minute Photo, Petapixel, the film to digital conversion

Iskra Fine Art Upcoming Shows and Publications

January 6, 2013 by Iskra 1 Comment

I am starting the year with numerous shows all within the next three months. I will post reminders of openings here as they come up, but for those who want advance notice, here is the list of what’s up between now and April. I hope you will be able to stop by and see the work in person!

Prographica Fine Works on Paper: “The Bleak View”: I will have five prints and a drawing in this show. A perfect theme for this time of year in the Northwest, when you either find the loveliness in 100 shades of gray or die trying. The show runs from February 2-March 9, opening TBA.

The Elegant Scaffold Construction Site Photograph
“The Elegant Scaffold,” Photograph, 16″ x 16″, © Iskra Johnson

Bainbridge Arts & Crafts, on Bainbridge Island: “New Media: Digital Art”: I will have four pieces covering a range of botanical and industrial themed-work in this invitational exhibit. The show runs from March 20- April 22, opening reception April 5.

The Reeds Transfer Print
“The Reeds,” 1/2 ev, 22″ x 30″ paper size, 16″ x 21″ image size

Painters Under Pressure at Phinney Gallery: A group show with my print salon.  The show runs from April 3-May 1, opening reception April 12 from 7-9 PM. I expect to have a variety of sizes and themes for this exhibit, possibly including new experimental typographic prints from The Wailing Wall. This will be our first group show in many years, and I am very excited about it. If you would like to keep up with PUPs do check out our Facebook page.

EXIT/NoExit, experimental typography
“EXIT/No Exit,” experimental typography, © Iskra Johnson

Additionally,  SAM Gallery will have four of my new large prints from Construction/Reconstruction on display in February as part of the rotating collection. It has been exhilarating to see how scale changes the work, particularly when the themes are architecture and space.

In the world of publications, I am very excited to be in two books this year. Tom Hoffmann’s Watercolor Painting will have its official launch party at Gage Academy Friday January 18, 6-8 PM. In conjunction with the book signing the Steele Gallery at Gage will be exhibiting Tom Hoffmann’s work along with that of contributors to the book in “Watercolor: Thoughtfulness to Spontaneity.” I will have a piece on display from my series of expressive botanical paintings.

This past summer I explored the wildly inprovisational world of cyanotype, and an image from that series will be published in Jill Enfield’s upcoming “Jill Enfield’s Guide to Photographic Alternative Processes: Popular Historical and Contemporary Techniques” from Focal Press. I will post a link to the book when it is published, in June. You can read about my experience with cyanotype here, in the post “Three Days in the Sun….”

Because so many shows are happening in a short period of time I will send this summary out to those who are on my email mailing list as a separate newsletter, but suggest you follow me here at my blog or on the Iskra Fine Art Facebook page for updates and reminders. I will limit the number of individual event invites as I know people are overwhelmed by email these days.

Happy New Year, keep the creativity flowing!

 

Filed Under: Iskra Shows, Upcoming and Past Tagged With: Bainbridge Arts & Crafts, Iskra Fine Art publications, Iskra Fine Art Shows 2013, Iskra Johnson Shows, New Media: Digital Art, Painters Under Pressure, Phinney Gallery, Prographica, The Bleak View

Poem for Waiting (Just Hours Before the Proposed End of the World on 12.21.12.)

December 20, 2012 by Iskra 3 Comments

 

 The History Of Counting Charcoal Drawing

 

Counting Time in Sticks (For My Ancestors)

 

People I never met but who must have known I was coming

have dreaded winter just as I do.

They too would ask release

and count perverse blessings

of lighter days as the air grows colder

the ground harder whiter harder

and fear itself envelopes,

being a real thing.

 

Before I was born they were

counting time in sticks

bundling the seconds

minutes

hours

days

weeks

months

though not knowing these divisions

only knowing without divisions

there are no endings and no beginnings

and sometimes you need both.

 

They had no mittens and no books or catalogs of mittens

and no down throws with lofted ticking

and no monogrammed leashes because the dog himself

had not been invented and the wolves could and gladly would

eat your children (count them).

 

Which great-grandfather lying in the tired dirt of late November

invented the four strokes and then the slash

while looking at his hand

perhaps missing a finger?

 

Did a woman break twigs into equal lengths and line them up equidistant

to measure the days since last she bled?

(Each tilting stick a small death,

a reprieve

a slanting wedge of light above her.)

 

In the Book of Hours

the man

sits at forest’s edge

and dries his boots above the fire.

The ghosted chapters on reverse

whisper August, harvest, maidens surely

and in the margins gold

laid by monks

drunk equally on purpose and absurdity

flickers like summer

in the heatless monastery.

 

How earnestly they lay the leaf and burnish,

my Irish cousins

their breath the perfect warmth

to resurrect

The Word.

Yet in the museum

of the darker pages

in the basement where the docents never go

there you’ll find the wooden plank

where scratched the days

with a gilding knife,

in sets of five chased always by a ragged few,

the prisoners.

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Poem and drawing © Iskra Johnson

Above, charcoal and pencil, “The History of Counting”

Filed Under: Drawing Tagged With: apocalypse poetry, before the end of the world, illustration of time, poem about counting, Solstice poem, the history of counting

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Today’s mood, from the morning walk. Today’s mood, from the morning walk.
A metaphysical idea waiting to become a drawing. A A metaphysical idea waiting to become a drawing. All day I have been studying graphite, the most evanescent of mediums. Fragility. Once you break the egg, scatter the nest, leave the children without family on an abandoned beach, what then? 

I have spent the day drawing. In the background, which becomes foreground with one click, is the news of the rounding up of another thousand or so human beings by bounty hunters given a quota, thrown into concrete cages and disappeared because someone decided that America is no longer the home of the #huddledmasses.

The plaque on the Statue of Liberty says:

“Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

Noem and Holman have not, apparently, run their hands over these words.

How do you continue making art at a time like this? You chase the metaphor. There is always a constant truth beneath the chaos.
Media studies. Addition and subtraction. Media studies. Addition and subtraction.
Somehow, between checking the news and the usual d Somehow, between checking the news and the usual distractions I managed to complete a drawing. Going back to the beginning: drawings in dust. 9.5 x 12” Charcoal powder, compressed charcoal, charcoal pencil on Moleskine. I feel peaceful for the first time in weeks.
The train tracks that go along Golden Gardens and The train tracks that go along Golden Gardens and pause briefly at the locks create a rupture in the city landscape. When the trains go by, the roar and squeal is like a thousand wild animals let out of their cage, and the ducks in the pond at the edge of the park shudder and dive under the water. A little farther north at Carkeek there is someone every year who steps in front of the train and whoever witnesses that is never the same. 

Sometimes the cargo containers are filled with coal, uncovered, and I have been part of demonstrations, which included polar bears and Orcas, objecting to that. Now, as we are being asked to casually accept nuclear reactors on every block as the price of having artificial intelligence, coal and its simple visible dust might look a little more friendly. The train brings with it economics and politics and life and death and class and all the people on the beach are just trying to have a moment in the sun. And the boaters at the marina, if they have finished polishing and descaling and mending the sails are lying back with a guitar and getting lost in the mountains. If you are willing to live right next to the train tracks, you can pay a much lower price for your home, but your dreams will change. I have lived next to the train tracks when I was very, very small and every night I woke up screaming and ran across the floor in the beams of the streetlight looking for safety. I have woken up in a train yard on a bed of cardboard and gotten on the train in the dark. Only when you do that, do you know just how hard metal is.

I’ve been drawing recently from life and this study was done from a photograph. It drove me crazy trying to see details that I couldn’t really see and feel them with the pencil. I’ve abandoned the drawing for now, but I learned a great deal about perseverance and obliteration and re-perseverance. Also how machines pretend that they are perfectly symmetrical and are not. And when you don’t draw them with perfection, they look just plain wrong so you have to make them more perfect than they are, at least when they are in perspective.
Tonight’s abandoned bird. The next one will be bet Tonight’s abandoned bird. The next one will be better. I’ve never tried to draw a Robin before. I’ve been obsessed with them since David Lynch sent them over to my childhood house, where they spent day and night getting drunk on the holly berries outside the kitchen window. And if you don’t know what I’m talking about google Laura Dern, Blue Velvet. And the Robin. It’s a hymnal to the good and the normal, done absolutely abnormally. I am learning all kinds of amazing things about how Robins build their nests. They start with mud. I did not know this. And in a drought, they will drag straw into a birdbath to get it wet and then drag the straw over a wormhole. Robins build their nests in the most unlikely places: drain spouts, highway overpasses, really bad motel parking lots. It’s kind of like how people find third place in community, even in the bleakest places. A franchise McDonald’s where people become regulars and always get the fries and just the fries because that’s all they can afford is a similar statement of naive valor: people talking to strangers and becoming known and taking shelter where they can. And if they leave a shredded napkin out there by their car, it will end up woven in with the straw and the leaves and the cigarette butts perched up there in the nest on the backside of the billboard.

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