The Lonely Robot

Big Weather

I grew up in Western Michigan. I spent a great deal of my youth on the shores of Lake Michigan, taking measure of each season with the activities I enjoyed there.

In the winter, we always went to The Lake to challenge gravity by Snurfing down the sand dunes. In the spring, it was walks in the wooded dunes, seeing the forest floor blossom with wildflowers before the leaves came on the trees. In the summer, the waters of the lake warmed to swimming temperature, and to this day there are few things I enjoy more than playing in warm water. Preferably with big waves. And in the fall, we'd watch the forest canopy turn orange, red, and yellow, then breathe in the smell of fallen leaves in giant gulps as we prepared for the first flurries.

But back to the summer. Spending so much time at The Lake meant we inevitably watched the big summer storms make their way west. We'd see the big thunderheads fill the western sky, then watch as the storm lurched its way across the freshwater sea, towards our shore. We'd see the lightning hit the water, and wonder if was safe to swim (it wasn't, but we were young and dumb.) And then the weather would hit, full of wind and rain, and it was awesome.  Never scary.  Just exhilarating.

So last week, I was lurking around some Facebook friend's pages (yes, people I went to high school with), and I found this incredible video of a summer storm hitting the shores of The Lake that my best friend's sister posted.  Now I don't remember ever seeing a "shelf cloud", but when and if I do, I am going to stop what I am doing and take it all in.

Check it out:

Guess Who's Back!

The great thing about blogs is that they last forever.  Or that is my assumption.  This blog started way before Facebook took off.  But when Facebook did take off, it took me away from this blog.  And now I am going back to this blog.  Full circle.

Why? Blogs allow me to tell a story - my story - in a way that suits me more than other social media tools.  I stopped telling that story when things got busy.  It's time to start telling that story again.

A story not in just a few words, but in a few paragraphs.  With lots of pictures.  In context.  Over years. 

And the content on this blog represents my arc as an independent artist.  It has brought 71,853 lifetime pageviews so far, and the more I think about that, the more amazing it is. So let this be the first of many new posts going forward.  I am going to write about my printmaking, painting, art business, friends, inspirations, travels, and influences.

(Truth be told, I'm a little over the "Lonely Robot" moniker, but I'll keep it.  Like a tattoo.  I committed to it years ago and it ain't all THAT bad.)

 

 

Panamax: The Industrial Image

On March 19th, 2011, at Arc Project Gallery in San Francisco, we had the opening for Panamax.  Getting ready for the opening, especially the two weeks before, represented a painting marathon.  But something wonderful happened along the way - I loosened up.  I enjoyed the entire process, but especially the finish line, seeing the paintings come to life in the final strokes, and seeing them hanging in a gorgeous space.  Here are some shots of the show, and of the finished works:

Looking into the Arc Project Gallery

Installation view.

And now, the finished works:

Panama - 48"x36"

International - 48"x36"

Anvils - 36" x 36"

Looking Port - 36" x 36"

Stacks - 48"x 24"

Departing - 24" x 48"

Portal - 48" x 60"

Above the Bridge - 60" x 30"

Davits - 48" x 48"

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I went ahead an emphasized some of the paintings in a floating black frame.  It looked great:

The weather was awful for the opening - a veritable monsoon outside, but we still had almost 80 people show up, for which I am very grateful for.  The paintings remain for sale, and if you are interested in getting a price list, just email me at eric(at)3fishstudios(dot)com.

photo: Stephen C. Wagner

Special thanks go to:

• Justin Watt, who generously provided many of the images for the show from his adventures.
• Mike Kimball, who encouraged me to do this with him.
• Arc Studios and Gallery, who generously provided the space for the show.
• Stephen C. Wagner, for your support and wonderful photos of the show.
• Amy Ruppel, who came down from Portland to help me get ready for the show.
• Tyler Rewitzer, who helped me with the preparation of the canvases.
• Everyone who came out for the show.
• The amazing city of San Francisco.

and last but certainly not least

• Annie Galvin, who continues to inspire me with her love, beauty, humor, and support.

That's a wrap!

Panamax Update: The Chop

I've been busy.  As of yesterday I have all nine of my canvases prepared for the Panamax show, and I have all the images "chopped" in. 

My printmaking experience is helping me immensely with this series - breaking the composition down to the core contrast of black and white, and starting the painting there, is helpful on many fronts: first, it makes me begin thinking of the lights and darks immediately, and second, after I have my line defined, it gives me the areas where I can fill in the color fields.  The latter is the next step.  I'll document that here, too.

For now, here is the entire series in order (see source images here), in what I am calling Stage 1: The Chop

Panama - 48"x36"

International - 48"x36"

Anvil - 36"x36"

Looking Port - 36"x36"

Stacks - 48"x24"

Departing - 24"x48"

Portal - 48"x60"

Above the Bridge - 60"x30"

and a late addition:

Davits 2 - 48"x48"

Here is a photo of me with some of the paintings to show scale:

 

 

Panamax Begins Today

I am beginning a new series of paintings this week for this show, Panamax, in which I will be sharing a bill with my friend and fellow artist Mike Kimball.

I am going to monitor my progress here.  Today, I have finalized my images.  In the following days and weeks, I will be musing on my inspiration, my process, and be documenting everything until I hit the finish line. 

Let me begin with the images I will be basing my paintings on. Many I have taken, and others have been provided by my friend Justin Watt, who rode the cargo ship Cap Cleveland from Philly to New Zealand this summer.  He very generously allowed me to base some paintings on them.

Here are the images I am using for my paintings, titled and listed with the dimensions of the final piece:

Panama Canal - 48x36

 

International - 48x36 - I took this shot in the Oakland shipyards. 

Anvil - 36x36 - Oakland Shipyards

Hopper - 36x36 - Taken by Justin

Stacks - 24x48 - from the Oakland Shipyards

Departing - 24x48 - from Justin when leaving the harbor of Cartagena, Columbia

Portal - 48x60 - from Justin.  Wow, just wow.

Above the Bridge - 60x30 - From the bridge of the Cap Cleveland.  Thanks Justin!

Stay tuned for more....

 

Now Showing: Port Authority at Hotel Biron

"Port Authority" features 20 paintings, all paying homage to the Bay Area's maritime heritage.  The geometry, scale, and grit of this landscape has always inspired me, and this series hopes to capture a sense of the random beauty of this iconic industry.

This is my first solo show of paintings, and I am stoked.  I have never put this much work into a single project before - and I am better for having done it.  I learned so much - how to plan, execute, and let my brush do what it wants.  And I learned all about black gesso.  Turns out it is far more intuitive for me to paint on a black surface than a white one. 

These paintings are on display the entire month of May at Hotel Biron, which happens to be one of my favorite places in all of San Francisco.  If you are in SF during May, please stop in and check them out.  They are better in person.

Here is a gallery of all the work in the show.  I created 15 all new paintings for this exhibit, and am including 4 others that I did previously that work well with the theme.  They are named after common maritime terms. Enjoy!

"Marsh", 16"x20", Acrylic on Canvas, $250.00

"Asabosa", 20"x16", Acrylic on Canvas, $250.00

"Boxtime", 20"x16", Acrylic on Canvas, $250.00

 

"18th Street", 16"x20", Acrylic on Canvas, $250.00

"Dunnage", 20"x16", Acrylic on Canvas, $250.00

"Davits", 24"x24", Acrylic on Canvas, $350.00 

"FAK", 20"x20", Acrylic on Canvas, $300.00 

"Hague Rules", 20"x16", Acrylic on Canvas, $250.00 

"Dunnage", 20"x20", Acrylic on Canvas, $300.00 

"Jackup", 20"x16", Acrylic on Canvas, $250.00 

"Cabotage", 20"x16", Acrylic on Canvas, $250.00 

"Lighterage", 48"x24", Acrylic on Canvas, $750.00 

"Panamax", 48"x24", Acrylic on Canvas, $750.00 

"Hawser", 20"x16", Acrylic on Canvas, $250.00 

 

"Seabee", 12"x16", Acrylic on Canvas, $150.00 

 

"Stevedore", 36"x24", Acrylic on Canvas, $400.00

"Waybill", Two 20"x20" panels, Acrylic on Canvas, $500.00  

"Stowage", 48"x36", Acrylic on Canvas, $900.00  

"Tonnage", 36"x24", Acrylic on Canvas, $400.00 

That's the show!  I hope you enjoy looking at it as much as I enjoyed making it.

Cheers!

Camp Pendalouan

In 1984, I spent the summer on the Camp Pendalouan staff in Montague, Michigan.  In addition to leading songs about the great ship Titanic around the campfire, walking through quaking bogs and marshes full of mud,  swimming every day in Big Blue Lake, I found myself teaching sailing and minding various cabins full of kids. 

I did the same again in the spring and summer of 1985, except this time I taught "nature lore", which basically meant we walked around the camp grounds to see what grew there, made tea from sassafras trees, and watched snakes eats the frogs and toads we caught around Big Blue Lake.  Great stuff.

I still say it was the best job I ever had.

This guy, Eddie Boersma, was on the staff, too.  He was always the guy with the camera, either still or Super 8, recording memories of the summer.  He was 70 or so when I worked there, and like most of the staff, we became friends.

Last year, at the age of 97, Eddie passed away.  When I learned that he had worked at Pendalouan pretty much until his final days, and that he had been there since the 1920s(!!), I was gobsmacked.  And kinda jealous.  Eddie spent his days doing what he loved, and wow what a mark he left on the thousands of kids who met him over the 70 years at camp.  

My boss at the camp back in the day was a guy named Daryl.  Daryl posted the news about Eddie on Facebook, and let the community know that there was a Eddie Boersma Memorial Fund being established in his memory, with the intent of helping kids get their most of their Pendalouan experience.

Having more time than money, I thought it would be a good idea to do a fund-raising print.  Daryl thought so too.  So I got to work.  I started with this flag, which I won on an e-bay auction a few years ago, trolling through the offerings looking for bits of nostalgia.  I think the pennant dates to the 1940s, and probably one just like it hung on Eddie's wall at the time:

Instead of the Y logo, I used the picture of Eddie above, which Daryl sent to me, and incorporated into the design. 

 

 

I printed 40 of them, making the prints at 8"h x 18"w, in order for them to be readily framed.  Here is the result:

I think I was able to capture his likeness :)  I really like the simplicity of the print, and am excited to get it into Daryl's hands for his fund-raising efforts.  I made a special one, number 1 of 40, for an auction.

 

I use watercolors for my hand-painted prints.

And here is the final result:

 

I am really honored that I got the chance to contribute to the memory of such a memorable man.

A Commission for a Painting

Here are some shots of the painting I just finished, commissioned by a collector in Atlanta. While I have painted this before, this painting is much larger -  60" wide by 30" high - and I really enjoyed working it at this size.  Like most of my work, it began with a photo.  I took this one in February 2008, while walking along the frozen shores of Lake Michigan near my hometown of Muskegon:

 

I ordered the canvas online at French Canvas.  They construct them in every imaginable size and build them to last.  

My first step was to paint a neutral gray background, then give it the splatter treatment to break it up a bit:

 

Next, I chopped in some tree forms by painting the negative space with some light blue:

When that was done, I painted in the shapes of the trees:

They needed branches, so those came next:

The thing that struck me about the scene was how a layer of snow had plastered itself on the trees, only in the direction of the wind coming from the lake.  So when I was painting white on the black trees, I kept on thinking about that:

Breaking up the white, playing once again with the negative space.  I added shadows on the ground, too, the same way.

 

The last step was to make the shadows on the ground more interesting:

 

When it was finished I signed it with my initials:

 

And then smiled for the camera:

 

April will be a big painting month.  I am going to work on about 20 smaller paintings for a show in May.  I'll be blogging about it here.   

 

 

Morning Garden

It is that time of the year.  In the spring, I like to walk around my backyard garden to see what is happening there.  Spring hits early here in San Francisco - I saw the first daffodils pop up in mid-February this year. And this week the lilacs came out, so I thought it was a good time to take my new camera and get a few shots. I hope you enjoy them!

 

Here is the view from under our deck.  The bamboo plants in the big pots create a little portal to walk through into the greenery..

 

There have been some awesome days out here by the beach.  We set up a hammock to catch some rays and some zzzzs on those lazy weekend afternoons.

 

 
There is a fern in our backyard that I planted about 5 years ago, and now it is over 6 feet tall.  I think it is called an Australian Tree Fern.  But I'm not sure.  Whatever it is called, I love it, and I liked how my camera was able to capture this new sprout.  Growing up in Michigan, we called these fern sprouts Fiddleheads, as they look like the top of a fiddle. I once ate them sauteed in butter at a restaurant in Portland, Oregon.  They sort of tasted like walnuts.

 

California Poppies literally grow like weeds around here.  And I'm fine with that.

 

These clovers grow like weeds, too, and again, not a problem.  They remind me that the other owner of this garden is from Ireland.  

These are the yellow blossoms of the above clover plant.  Our friends Steve and Erica have a lovely daughter named Lili who picks these and then proceeds to chew on the end of the stalk.  She likes the sweet and sour taste.  I tried it once to humor her, but I didn't care for it one bit. The face I made gave her a laugh, though.

 

Succulents do really well in this climate.  I like all the shapes, colors, and variations.

 

I don't know what these little purple flowers are, but they look great.

I planted these bulbs years ago.  Which I seem to forget every Spring, because I am always surprised when these guys pop up.

 

I know what this is - this is my rosemary bush in bloom.  This is my go-to plant for many recipes.  I want to expand my herb garden this year, and add some vegetables, too.  I am thinking that will be a big project, so I am procrastinating a bit.

 

Calla lilies thrive here.  I enjoy their simple, classic lines. 

 

I don't know what this is.  I call it a Daisy Tree.  I planted it a few years back when it was in a 4 inch pot, and now the base of this beast is 6 inches in diameter.  I cut it back every year to next to nothing, and it comes back bigger and better. 

 

I love the look of the leaves from my Japanese Maple.  Here it is with a backdrop of my lavender bush.  The salty air here by the Pacific burns the leaves, I think.  By mid-summer they tend to look pretty gnarly - but right now they look great.

 

This is what I call a Butterfly Bush.  It draws those flutter-bys in all summer long.  I have no idea what it is really called.

 

And my favorite - the Lilac tree.  I love the smell of these flowers - it brings me right back to Michigan, where as a boy I would inhale their fragrance like a Hoover.  Annie got me this for our 2nd wedding anniversary.  Now it is about 9 feet high and has more blossoms than ever.

If you haven't figured it out yet, my gardening style is "plant it and see if it grows."  Sometimes I yank stuff out that takes but looks nasty. But more often than not, I let it all stay.  The garden is low-maintenance, too.  I never use any fertilizers or bug dope.  I just weed it every month or two, have my sprinklers give it some water 3 times a week for 5 minutes or so during the summer, and that is about it.

When we moved into this house 9 years ago, the back yard was an empty lot.  Check it out:

 

And now it looks like this (taken last summer): 

 

The garden is a treasure for both Annie and I. Barring bad weather, in the morning we sit outside and drink our coffee and get our head straight for the day ahead.  After work, we sit back there with a glass of wine, taking it all in while listening to the waves crash and fog horns blow a few blocks away.  

We are really grateful that we have such an oasis here on the edge of San Francisco. Happy Spring!

I Have Not Given Up On Blogs

Today it seems routine to go to the computer and get snippets of people's lives. But don't you think a blog paints with a broader and bolder stroke, with words for more expression, depth, and insight than a status update or tweet? I do.

I understand the importance and relevance of Facebook and twitter in 2010.  The vast majority of people who are interested in what I do keep track of me there.  But it is only part of the picture.  A really tiny part of the picture.

So I am going to commit to blogging more.  Why?  Because the people I know that still blog get a lot out of it, and as a result so do I.  And I like being able to go back and see what was on my mind on, say, August 9, 2005.

The short list that follows are the blogs I still find myself going to again and again to see what is going on in the lives of those who write them.  They inspire me, challenge me, humor me, educate me, enlighten me.  Here they are in no particular order, and I know there are more out there that I should mention, but heck, I can blog about that later:

Wexford Girl

Reading Annie's blog continues to remind me what a great writer she is.  Her sense of humor prevails in her posts about nostalgia for her early years in Ireland, enthusiasm for her art, and admiration of all things beautiful.  Several, but not all, of the reasons why I married her.

The Rossiters

My brother-in-law hit the blogging trail with all guns blazing, making it apparent from the very beginning that his keypad could produce just as good of a story as a few pints of Guinness.  (Methinks the two combined create his best work.)  I find myself going here a lot, to see what is going on in Wexford county with the cast of characters that have become my family, and get a window into the lives, wit and wisdom of a real Irishman.

Tweetage Wasteland

Dave Pell is my gold standard for blogging.  Smart, topical, and so well written, his blogs have always enlightened my perspective on current events while entertaining me with his razor-sharp wit.  His latest incarnation, Tweetage Wasteland, is his best to date.  

SFgirlbybay

Victoria Smith, aka SFgirlbybay, has an incredibly gorgeous blog.  It is filled with her images of the random, vagrant beauty of the everyday. What I admire about it is her eye - what she sees - and her enthusiasm and consistency in sharing it with her readers.  

Evany's Extended Cake Mix

Evany is running neck-to-neck with Annie in the "Funniest Woman I Know" race.  God Evany kills me.  Smart, irreverent, and laugh out loud funny, I admire this blog for the honesty and humor in how she tackles life's little (and not so little) curve balls.

The Adventures of Lisa and Wilfredo

Lisa Congdon is the coolest and hardest working artist I know.  Watching her art and her projects unfold on her blog always inspires me to do my best work, and keeps me thinking fresh.  In addition to admiring her artwork (we have a few of her paintings), her work ethic and humility in her success have inspired me for a few years now.  And check out her other project - A Collection A Day.  I really don't know how she does it all so well.

BA's Weblog

We are all grown-ups, right?  BA's sense of the absurd, married with his uniquely weird ability to find some of the oddest bits on the web, always give me a laugh. Or a shutter.  Or both.  

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Thanks to all of you for putting your words out there for all to see.