ugh, failwhale

okay, so, here’s the thing–i’ve been making videos and making (slowly) art and doing things, and because work and brain space and the general suckage which is a body that doesn’t work the way that i want it to, i haven’t been getting things posted the way i really, really want to:  not here, not patreon, not youtube, not redbubble–nowhere.

it’s very frustrating, so this is gonna be a kind big post.

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I’m lacking in thinky-thoughts today.

I spent most of last week down with The Cold That Would Not End kindly shared by The In-Laws:  Wisconsin Edition, and I’m still feeling a little down from it.  Due to The Evil Cold, I’m giving my 20th and 21st Century Art History lecture(s) this week (I did the first on Monday; the second is on Thursday.), so I have a people hangover on top of the remnants of The Evil Cold.

Needless to say, my little squid brain isn’t really working all the way at the moment.  So!  Here are some pictures of the series I’ve been working on:  spindle’s work, Zellandine’s denouement.

I know that I showed y’all one last week, but I can’t remember if I’ve shown y’all the rest of them.

spindle's work, Zellandine's denouement: the moss from Allerleirauh's tree

spindle’s work, Zellandine’s denouement:  the moss from Allerleirauh’s tree

hand-spun yarn (by me; art bat by Hello Purl)

Katrina Blasingame


spindle's work, Zellandine's denouement: first born

spindle’s work, Zellandine’s denouement:  first born

commercial yarns, plastic-clad electronics wire

Katrina Blasingame



spindle's work, Zellandine's denouement: Schneeweißchen's flight into the forest

spindle’s work, Zellandine’s denouement:  Schneeweißchen’s flight into the forest

hand-dyed wool with procion dye in an acid dye method, hand-spun wool (dyed and spun by me), cooper wire

Katrina Blasingame


So, yeah, more of what I’ve been doing.  I’ve also been working on mono-printing as well as more of the Nothing(s), but I still haven’t taken pictures (or scanned the pieces) yet.

One day, soon.  I swear.  Maybe?


stuff and things and other things

So, the real post is going to happen soon.  I’ve been digging about on Caprica (one of my externals) looking for a Humanities lecture I did awhile back so that it can be updated for next week.

Don’t y’all wish that you were having this much fun?

Honestly, the lecture’s always fun (I essentially do “Why the 20th and 21st Centuries Went Collectively Wiggy and How Contemporary and Modern Conceptual Art Reflect That Wigginess.”  Yeah, it’s a bit of a wordy idea.), but the putting it all together and deciding which artists and art to talk about while balancing the idea of thinking critically about art and what constitutes art is always a horror.

…maybe, I should do it as a Prezi this year.  Give everyone motion sickness.

So, I shall leave y’all with this:  images from The Cell, one of the strangest, visually stunning, and oddly interesting movies about serial killers I think I have ever seen.

It was on this morning (great time for it to air, right?), so it’s kinda been rattling about in my head all day.

Beautiful and gory and visceral.  Oh, happiness.  <–I’m like the only visual artist in the universe that actually enjoys horror movies; an entire Art Department thought I was weird because of this.  I’m not kidding.

If the aesthetic seems familiar to y’all, it might be because Tarsem Singh directed it, and he also directed REM’s music video “Losing My Religion” and was also influenced by Mark Romanek‘s Nine Inch Nail’s videos for “Closer” and “Perfect Drug.”

“Losing My Religion” REM

Tarsem’s influences can be seen to cross years and genres here.  Not only does this scene have some of the feeling of Caravaggio, but it also has influences from prayer cards and Mexican art.  Catherine becomes a saint, an almost-Joan-of-Arc image crossed with Saint George killing the dragon.  Or even Saint Michael with his fiery sword.

Nine Inch Nails: Closer (Uncensored) (1994) from Nine Inch Nails on Vimeo.

“Perfect Drug” Nine Inch Nails

Dawn by Odd Nerdrum

The costume design is magnificent and designed by Eiko Ishioka, who died earlier this year.  *SAD*  She also designed the costumes for Bram Stoker’s Dracula, which is another one of those movies that I absolutely love.

Mother and Child Divided by Damien Hirst

It almost seems like cheating to riff off of Damien Hirst.  *shrugs*

Okay, I’m off.  They’ll be something more than “Hey, look at the pretty, creepy pictures that totally influence my art in a assbackwards kind of way if you know where to squint” post here soon.  Take heart.


World Water Day=snowpacalypse

It’s kinda ironic, if you think about it.  Not that the now isn’t beautiful (and I have totally been taking night photos of the snow storm–they are forth-coming).


So, last week, I told y’all about the two pieces that I submitted for “The Voice of Water” competition at College of Menominee Nation‘s Sustainability Institute.


Both of my pieces placed!  The photograph placed third, and the painting placed second.  Honestly, the third place means more to me because there was more competition for it, but both of the pieces placing is very exciting since neither medium is my preferred medium.  <–Although, the painting is kinda sculptural due to the use of modeling paste medium.


What I didn’t remember to tell y’all is that “The Voice of Water” prompt was for World Water Day (I’m not sure I actually knew it at the time I entered).  I went to the little showing at CMN because I totally wanted to see the Best of Show (it was an art quilt; it was awesome).  I also wanted to see the little kids interpretations of water.  They were looking really good.  Loads of potential.


Also, today–because World Water Day and a snow storm just wasn’t enough–I did my guest lecture thing for the Husband’s Humanities class.  There were a whole four people, but it seemed to go well.  Since an hour-and-ten-minutes really isn’t enough time to do more than a cursory drive by of the 20th (and 21st) century, I did a more “let’s talk about how we perceive and define art and how that has changed through the 20th century” thing.  The kiddos talked (*shock* *awe*), and there was even a bit of contention between students about what constituted art.  I did a drive-by of ontology and a reminder of semiotics, and I got the chance to show them some of my favorite artists.


It was shiny.  Probably in my top ten teaching experiences.  And!  There wasn’t all the normal pressure of teaching since I was just a guest!


Later this week, there will likely be another blog.  I wanna show y’all the night photography I’ve been doing (got a new tripod, thanks to the Husband), I can tell y’all about the fabulous coffee and cheese prizes I got for my art placing, and I can tell y’all about Gallery Night at The Art Garage.


*points*  If you’re going to be in Green Bay Thursday night, come to the Gallery Night!