South Dakota Thanksgiving
with Phil B.
Langford, South Dakota. 2013
First print to go at the Art Sale.
I could hear the water drop from the rooftop into a puddle of rocks below. The sun was shining and snow slowly melting. I watched the water without even noticing the rabbit half blanketed with snow. Its color camouflaged into the earth and cinder blocks, the snow not yet ready to reveal its treasure. Yesterday I could only see feet and torso. Today’s sun was warm and the rabbit’s head was exposed, a brilliant blue eye hidden by winter.
Today I was informed about Wisconsin’s Taxidermy and Cheese shops. I WILL be going to some of these. This photo I found online from a store in Mapleton WI was titled ‘Cheese Heads.’ Thank you for my new fascination Stevie! All of the best things, all in one place. Only in Wisconsin.
A golden female moth, a biggish one with a two-inch wingspread, flapped into the fire, dropped abdomen into the wet wax, stuck, flamed, frazzled, and fried in a second. Her moving wings ignited like tissue paper, enlarging the circle of light in the clearing… At once the light contracted again and the moth’s wings vanished in a fine, foul smoke… Her antennae crisped and burnt away and her heaving mouthparts cracked like pistol fire…And then this moth-essence, this spectacular skeleton, began to act as a wick. She kept burning. The wax rose in the moth’s body from her soaking abdomen to her thorax to the jagged hole where her head should be, and widened into a flame, a saffron-yellow flame that robed her to the ground like an immolating monk. That candle had two wicks, two flames of identical light, side by side. The moth’s head was fire. She burned for two hours, until I blew her out.
A few photos of a very sketchy install for my senior project. Editing down proofs and playing with image groupings and objects. After my critique with David Little, and the many conversations I had with people while sitting with my work on Friday, I am rethinking my initial plans but am excited for where I will go from here. It will be up in a 3rd floor alcove at MCAD until Wednesday.
2.11.13 Courtney Reints
A recent select few from my ‘working files’ folder for my current project. 2104 images and counting.
"life will sneak upon you
insignificant will happen
in response your body
shakes and shudders
when the muscles finally
and there is silence
and life is suddenly run by you”
I found this today. It was written in pencil on the top of my kitchen cabinet, surrounded by scattered dead leaves.
"If you get to experience being in the midst of the moment of creation, of exceeding what you thought was possible for yourself… Being able to get up and do that when ever we feel like it. It’s a thing all humans sense as being valuable, but very few have the courage to pursue for themselves."
Most recent progress with my project, made on Feb 6. My website revamp will be done soon. For now, the project is titled ‘In Progress Work.’
Apparently, I like evergreen branches.
And bird things on velvet furniture.
I found this terrarium in the basement of National Camera today. So naturally, I left a note on it saying I would take it off their hands if they were going to trash it. I want to photograph it so badly! But in a different setting.
Yet, I have no idea how I would get it home, and have absolutely no where to keep it.
I still hope someone calls me about it….
"Balance between initial and potential observations, and an awareness of clearly looking at the world with analytical, focused attention. Intuition demands reality a more intimate experience."