Kaethe Kauffman

Making the Invisible Visible: In Meditation

2020 November 11 – 2021 December 31Making the Invisible VisibleVirtual Exhibition Kauffman creates mixed media pieces that depict people in meditative states; they dwell where the physical and the spiritual meet. As in much religious art, the creative process itself strengthens the artist’s private contemplative practice. View the exhibit online here. Kauffman begins by making

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Bravo Henri Matisse

Bravo to Henri Matisse (1869-1954). He followed his vision in spite of harsh art world judgments. In 1908, he wrote: What I dream of is an art of balance, of purity and serenity, devoid of troubling or  depressing subject matter…a soothing, calming influence on the mind. The art world has always taken itself seriously, no

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Keeping Ancestors Alive

In October, our thoughts turn to those spirits who may still roam among us. Other cultures didn’t try to keep these phantasms away, but encouraged them to stay with us, believing them to be ancestors who could help us from the beyond. The Standing Gong from North Ambrym Island in Vanuatu, a South Pacific nation,

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Art That Makes Sense

The great American writer and critic, Albert Murray (1916-2013), felt that art should make sense to a person. He believed in artistic struggle and creativity, not as a means to achieve fame or wealth, but as a way to evolve personal order in the world and to comprehend one’s place within it. When I read

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What do you wish for?

Lorna Simpson, III (Three Wishbones in a Wood Box), and Gary Simmons’, Can’t See Straight, works are dissimilar in appearance. But they unite in concept. Both tap into a human yearning: to believe a wish could be fulfilled. Simpson’s presentation is potent, but aloof. An orderly arrangement of seven wishbones in three vertical rows, invites

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Foraging

Foraging is in my blood, as if ancient Hunter and Gatherer genes can’t be denied. At the beach, I compulsively gather interesting rocks and shells. Their designs enchant me, and I rub my fingers over the textures, satisfying something deep within. Four to six inch-diameter stones from my father’s favorite salmon fishing beach, La Push

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