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We are so elated to announce NOW will be partnering with House of Friends starting in June 2019. We will be collaborating on presenting an Artist Residency opportunity in Kenya, Africa starting in 2020. This newest venture “NOW-FRIENDS” will give artists the opportunity to immerse themselves in real communities and obtain authentic experiences. houseoffriendskenya.com
On April 15th 2019, two thirds of the roof and the spire of the Notre-Dame cathedral caught fire. 850-year-old wood was engulfed in flame and crumbled around the roof’s Gothic arches. All tourists and attendants were successfully evacuated. Although two police officers and a firefighter were injured, no one was killed.
The stunning center rose window within the cathedral was kept intact. All of the artworks, sacraments, and statues have been saved or had been moved to different locations before the fire. The raging flames were likely started by an accident.
Mere hours after the fire began, two French millionaires, Francois Henri Pinault and Bernard Arnault, each pledged over $100 million for the restoration of the cathedral. Several other donors from across Europe have also pledged huge amount of euros, causing some backlash and raising the question–Where were these donations during the Syrian crisis? Why haven’t these funds been directed towards other destroyed monuments in poverty-stricken countries?
As disheartening as it is to see charitable efforts turn political and hypocritical, there actually was some good that came from Notre-Dame’s publicity. After tweets began circulating about the destruction of several black churches in Louisiana, celebrities and activists started rallying for donations to be directed towards the smaller community rather than the already well-funded cathedral. The GoFundMe page for the repairs soon skyrocketed from below $50,000 to $1 million.
There were also some small miracles that occurred within the rush to salvage Notre-Dame’s treasures. The chaplain of the Paris Fire Brigade, who had previously comforted and assisted the survivors of the 2015 Paris terrorist attack, rushed into the burning building to save two holy relics from the wreckage. The three hives each containing 60,000 bees living inside the cathedral’s roof miraculously survived the collapse. The bees were planted there in 2013 as part of a biodiversity project and have become an integral part of inner Paris’s urban ecosystem.
Amid the panic, worry, and confusion over the burning of Notre-Dame, a few things are certain. The damage is not so bad that it cannot be repaired, and with the millions of dollars of donations, the gorgeous cathedral is in good hands. This is not the first time Notre-Dame has suffered damage, and being the resilient structure she is, she’ll be able to hold up for years to come. Notre-Dame may not be exactly the same once the repairs are complete, but she is just another example of how national heritage evolves with its people. Lastly, there is hope that the overwhelming support for the repairs of Notre-Dame will send ripples of change and awareness for other heritage sites and unique artworks that must be guarded, restored, and internationally loved.
Happy Easter –Sophia Valdez
The Map is Not the Territory
Portland Art Museum – Portland, OR
Only moments after walking through the familiar doors of the Portland Art Museum I was immersed in a sea of lights and flickering shadows. Huge projections danced on sheets of fabric that hung across one of the museums’s tall-ceiling rooms. I watched, my neck craning up, up, up to find the source of the silhouettes of people that walked across the walls. I wondered if these blurry forms were taken from camera footage, perhaps from somewhere near the entrance. I moved around and waved my arms, but I could not see my shape in the ghostly images. Now that I reflect upon it, it’s funny that I was so eager to be under surveillance just so I could be a part of the exhibit.
A far smaller screen soon caught my eye from the corner of the large space. I entered a theater with a low ceiling and saw that the far wall had a projection of scenery from the Pacific Northwest with words that were small and difficult to read scrolling across the film. A male voice narrated a story in a native tongue, and I assumed the scrolling words were the translation. While the few other visitors in the room left in confusion and boredom, I noticed that if you blocked the projection of the scenery, the scrolling translation became clear and easy to read.
My eyes adjusted painfully as we entered the next room–a wide, open space with plenty of lighting. To my right, a collage of rock slates covered the wall, some formed into the shape of what I interpreted as a stegosaurus’s spine. Upon closer inspection of the wall piece, I realized that it was actually a collage of fish skins sewn together. The faded, tanned colors of the scales looked so similar to the other rock sculptures that they blended together into the same dry material. The whole thing looked like an archaeological exhibition.
Adjacent to the fish skins and slates was a collection of fruit-like sculptures made from recycled bits of garbage. Though their dun colors blended with the previous artwork, there was something dirty and unsettling about them. The fish wall had turned death and decay into an optical illusion, it had turned something discarded into something fascinating. I admit that the garbage fruit did no catch my attention in such a way. Tall, vibrant murals of gardens and jungles followed the mud and plastic, giving me calm release from the gritty colors that nagged my eyes.
The murals were followed by a series of sculptures that I can only describe as mud turtles. They did not have all the definable features of the animal, but their general shape evoked a sense of hard-shelled creatures emerging from a deep slumber, thick with sludge and soil. Their placement in the exhibition was pleasing as they seemed to be coming right out of the cheerfully painted gardens. The turtles headed towards a series of woven rods with what seemed to be human hair coming out of the top of each one. At a distance, they resembled strange wheat or thin cobs of corn, another trick on the eyes. Tall wooden staffs carved into points at the end followed the rods, and I thought about how humans modify nature to fit their own means, a theme I noticed was recurring.
At the center of the hall was a sculpture I had already seen on the Museum website–smooth rocks that resembled pebbles but were larger than my head hanging in mid air, suspended by invisible wire and completely still, even with the breeze of visitors bustling by. They looked as if they could fall at any moment, as if time had paused while a God cast them onto the earth. As simple as they stones were, I could have stared at this piece for endless minutes. The title made me smile, Moving Mountains.
As I mentioned earlier, much of the exhibit reminded me of archaeology and anthropology. Trays of white clay, shattered and vaguely organized into bins and shapes, resembled bones that had fallen and cracked during an excavation. More colorful murals depicted apothecaries and scenes of biological study. A series of portraits that I thought belonged to the artists turned out to be an ethnographic photography project on decolonizing race and gender. A fishing net full of clothing, fabric, and plastic objects looked like a scoop out of modern consumerism. The piece that touched me the most, however, was a circle of chairs with a rainbow of blankets and hand-made shoes all facing inward. I imagined the fictional people that may belong to those shoes, the diverse family that could be united under a shower of color and patterns. The map is not the territory, I thought of the exhibition’s title. Surely this was the most social representation of that, besides the photography.
The last sculpture I looked at was a dimly glowing monolith. Indistinguishable shapes coming from within the object created curious shadows on its inner walls. I noted in my journal that it resembled “an almost snuffed candle.” It also reminded my of a dying lighthouse, a match on its last flame, or something to lead humanity to the end of the line, past all of the broken fossils and polluted rivers, into somewhere with more light.
The artists were Annette Bellamy, Fernanda D’Agostino, Jenny Irene Miller, Mary Ann Peters, Ryan Pierce, Robert Rhee, Henry Tsang, and Charlene Vickers. The exhibition is open until May 5, 2019. – Sophia Valdez
Borders: Representation and Reality at the MK Gallery PSU – Portland, OR
The word “border” holds many connotations in today’s political climate, which makes it a rich subject for artists. From February 6th to 27th, 2019, the MK Gallery on Portland State campus featured works concerning the definition of borders, how we build physical and intangible borders, and how we perceive borders in our daily lives. None of the pieces made blatant references to the borders of countries, but instead created a collective theme of division, exclusion, and mobility. Some pieces hinted at spiritual borders or borders within our identities, adding to the general theme of internationality. The wide range of mediums captivated the senses with videos, pieces that covered entire walls, and designs repeated through a variety of sizes and materials.
The scale of the works is what held my attention the most. I stood for what seemed like hours staring at a scene of ancient mesoamerican figures crossing into a modern cityscape which took up an entire wall. A skull that reached the ceiling offered an opportunity to study the huge brushstrokes it took to paint it. Some of the photography hinted at narrative but mostly evoked feelings of transition through time, as did the videos. The piece that was featured on the posters, however, was an American flag decorated in beautiful floral paintings, plants one might imagine in a garden, a park, or even along a chicken-wire fence. The way it swayed with the draft was mesmerizing.
Sophia ARTS Around
We are so excited to announce “Sophia ARTS Around.” This will be a new recurring series on the NOW blog. Think of it as a column that explores the encounters one has with the arts and all things creative.
Sophia Valdez, our Blog Writer and Editor will be posting her take on all things creative as she experiences them in her world. We welcome and look forward to her unique take on the creative world… in her words.
The NOW and the future.
Over the years NOW open studio has grown from a teaching studio, a residency and now the final piece of the puzzle an advocacy for all things creative; individuals, groups, and art organizations.
As an advocate to the creative world NOW seeks to promote ideals, views and works of the passionate, artistic and curious. We hope to partner with other organizations and creatives to provide new avenues to share all things creative. Some of our new projects will include lecture series, pop up and cross over gallery projects and blog series. We hope you continue to follow us as we continue on this wonderful adventure.
This July – August our founder Gina Hartmann exhibited Mortality and Twine a retrospective covering 20 years of work in SE industrial Portland. Whether sculpture or mixed media painting/drawing, each work was incredibly layered, often containing interwoven patterns melting into other mediums and colors. When first glancing at the walls lined with intricate, beautifully crafted works, the viewer is hit by a strong sense of curiosity, a deep desire to uncover every layer, every brushstroke, every strip of fabric caught in the complex, emotional mesh of the art pieces. This curiosity is almost morbid, for it soon becomes obvious that each piece holds a deeply personal significance, and to strip away the layers of paint and color would not only destroy the tangled stories held within each work, but violate some emotional sanctity barely restrained underneath the wraps of string.
There is no blatant narrative to the pieces, but this does not seem to be the point of them. To turn the gallery into one linear story would be disgraceful, for it is within the timelessness of the pieces that the viewer is enraptured, the feeling that each piece is a moment, a memory, or a forgotten emotion frozen in art that does not need to be placed in a specific context–in makes its own context. Staring at one piece to capture all of its details could take days, weeks, months, etc., for it is like staring at the entire life of a person up until the moment that artwork was conceived.
We thank Gina for gathering these amazing pieces into one place for our viewing pleasure. We hope that she will grace us with more art and sculpture in the near future and keep us wondering about the hidden details.
We welcome Sophia Valdez to NOW Open Studio as the Blog Writer and Editor. Having an intense passion for sharing knowledge and creating accessible content, Sophia is eager to present the projects, programs and events NOW hosts to the public and provide emotional insight to the beautiful artist and creative world NOW presents.
Sophia will be a 2021 PSU graduate with a double major in English & Spanish. While she enjoys reading early English poetry and Spanish postmodern literature, Sophia also seeks to deepen her understanding of language and its effect on society by studying translation and improving her Spanish speaking skills. When she’s not listening to Hispanic pop music or writing sonnets, Sophia spends her time crying over children’s movies, particularly those directed by Hayao Miyazaki, and appreciating their incredible storytelling techniques. She also plays ukulele and happily pets neighborhood cats. We are excited to have her on our team.
NOW is happy to congratulate Chay Albright on her new job at OMSI, which means she will be moving on from her position as Marketing Research Assistant here at NOW. Chay started working for NOW in November 2015 and has helped share and illustrate the many wondrous adventures NOW has been a part of over the past few years. She took the time to go through the NOW cloud and pull down our photos that would have otherwise went unseen. She told our stories and shared our events to the world in her own voice.
Chay was able to balance school, work, and her time at NOW while giving her all in each setting. Without Chay, NOW would not have grown into the fantastic art organization it is today and we are so grateful for her multi-year commitment to help us expand and experiment. We hope that her time with NOW Open Studio will help her provide compassionate, thoughtful, and educational experiences for OMSI’s visitors.
Luckily for us, Chay will continue to volunteer at NOW from time to time. Thanks for the memories!
Congratulations to our Founder Gina Hartmann. She was recently invited to participate in American Portfolio 7 – Pacific Northwest Artists
curated by The Gretchen Schuette Art Gallery @ CCC 4000 Lancaster Drive NE Salem, OR February 20 – Friday, March 16, 2018