Found Art Friday 266

Dear ones,
Welcome back to the Department of Homeland Inspiration, which is a state of mind. Today, we feature images from two artists whom have not yet met, but that seem to intersect along similar nodes and lines, both of whom have recently graced Art Ranger's inbox. Each of these artists is a unique three dimensionalist who has taken (weaving) to unexpected places. Art Ranger is awed by what other artists are magnetized by and how this steering by the eyes may affect their hand built objects.
 Amanda Salm

shared  "dragon fruit-crazy looking inside and out!"

its not just the seeds and the color, but those other fiber rhythms akin to swimming in the light, or a drawing by the artist

Also collected by Salm at Point Lobos.  We are happy with erosion as birdfoot sculptor of the ages

Horsehair being the primary material with which she creates, this one called "Sinks": Best go to Amanda Salm's website.

And featured before is Anne Mudge: this artist/friend/colleague also walks similar dog while parallel processing: we seem to be co-observers in different California eco-systems.

From Anne Mudge:  elegantly built and broken. It's what she sees and how it's framed folks.

Art Ranger admires these two artists' focus as laborious tasks grow into alternate life forms. 

Praying Mantis Egg Sac discovered by Mudge

Also appreciate seeing a dried used model as housing bulb

Digressions:  glimpse of hanging sculpture by Anne Mudge:

Indeed, digressions may actually be our stuff of life: (Yesterday while trying to whisk away books from the home to make room for new ones) this one grabbed us by the eye: 

"Yah - we know what you mean man!!!"

 Parting Words:  a series in which we make a copy of one page of each book we give a way now:
Despite all the baggage, Page 29 speaks to us:
"What is more natural than that we should persist in looking for happiness along the path on which we first encountered it? ..... We may go on from here to consider the interesting case in which happiness in life is predominantly sought in the enjoyment of beauty, wherever beauty presents itself to our senses and our judgement -the beauty of (human) forms and gestures, of natural objects and landscapes and of artistic and even scientific creations. This aesthetic attitude to the goal of life offers little protection against the threat of suffering, but it can compensate for a great deal" Okay dawg, we are committed to this work, tis our service, our wheelhouse, our generator.  Hence highlighting the two artists featured above. And seeking to attend to the art (beauty? - not exactly) in everyday life "The enjoyment of beauty has a particular intoxicating quality of feeling.  Beauty has no obvious use; nor is there any clear cultural necessity for it.  Yet civilization could not do without it...."
Please share your revelations and beauties with us: subject FAF (for Found Art Friday): homelandinspiration@gmail.com, and we will try not to let where did it go? happen.
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Found Art Friday 265

Dear ones,

Next month, we embark upon our ninth year at The Department of Homeland Inspiration and we wish to welcome your participation in this appreciation of art/Art /"art" in everyday life.  Found Art Friday is a forum for observing while living with an eye-asking frame of mind as one moves about the world and its inhabited pathways.  Art Ranger watches out for art:  hence a sampling/review of our way too many images:

Apple store employee raised his technological eyebrows about our computer's 12,000+ photos

You too are more likely to not have an established art enterprise or publication in your midst today, yet (art) is potentially all around you in moments of perception, noted, somewhat recorded.

Found Paintings find you u, the essence of The Department of Homeland Inspiration

During these past eight years of nearly weekly blogging, our (smartphone) use/over topping has blossomed into a full-blown brain extension/ human algae bloom that we are trying to understand as we speak. Meet Powerama: live documentation of a recent performance by the artist on this topic. She raps, she rants ....

We originally started this blog on the suggestion of a dear friend, poet Stacy Doris who now has departed this dimension.  An experimental way to keep things rolling during the thick of the child rearing years when a ten minute segment of time might need to suffice for our art practice that day.

Offspring #2 was 12, when he was furious with the dog for this infraction

 Roadtrip Bonding Experience with Offspring #1

At times, we needed to be able to distill art out of wall, a parking lot, out of a dog walk, a reflection, or more recently out of being assaulted by the spray of the absurd tragicomedy of our nation state.

How does this shiny rectangle of obsessive documentation interface with and inform "photography?"
We feel like Claude Monet of intricate changes in light on the same (now dry) pond. 

Yet, this blog endeavor is still about art. How we frame things. The lens through which we interpret our experience. And what Art of other humans has lodged in our brain to color it?

chin sculptures made by bored stable horses :)

Please send us images or thought contributions from your own Department of Homeland Inspiration, because "Life is the most interesting thing on earth" as our mid-west then Florida grandmother accidentally said.  Send to: homelandinspiration@gmail.com

Found Art Friday 264

Dear ones,
How is your whipsaw going? Whew! Phew!!! And have you noticed how many more exclamation marks there are in the world?!!  It's hard to wade in when Art Ranger can't even keep up with the punctuation! *#$#%

INSERT MEDITATION herbal tea units

It's surreal how much you can like a picture taken by accident while fumbling

Bizarre and amazing the way color is no longer free (either), a part of the spectrum lit up a certain way.  You see now how meaning is a mesh you must make up yourselves. 

GOOD and"Scrappy", even functional, a Nicki Sucec siting

While the pendulum just clocked us in the head again as its shit hits the speed of the fanfare, aflame with (its) pants on fire.  Meanwhile, it was extremely heartening to participate in a pre-election moment of art activism in the form of a "PopUp" art show. 

car and this photo by GOOD AND MAD participant and colleague, Nicki Sucec

Women, for instance, rocked it!!!  But, we were meant not to be able savor a thing before the shit was thrown.  It's a game show and we're in it.  Check your balance, practice walking over rocks and icecubes and poker sticks.  Consider reading "This Bridge Called my Back".  Here at the NSA National Sanity Administration, we are here to care about your  Pre-exhausted Conditions.

It's no wonder that RBG fell down and cracked her ribs the day after, look what she has been carrying?  Prayer material to patch her upright.  Breathing, laughing, coughing, and talking will hurt.  Her neck says it all.  (THE Bench sculpture grows here).

RBG hang on!!! A life of intellectual tension weighing in

Dear Ruth, we are worried about your neck.  Please last, at last please  oh pretty please .....
we will send beeswax for your ribrepair  and threads of understanding.  Michael Moore even offered you his own on TV, offered to cut them out of himself and trim them to fit. Did we dream this?

Art Ranger savors then the sturdiness of this communication relic

And we wish for the porous thinking brought on by this image, Yes, "we are listening" thoughts float through threshold.  Now, glass bubbles crash against our sliding thumbs, yet we love the tiny thought extension a text message can be.  Please send (yah text) us your discovery of an appreciated image mement that did not already slide by on Insta:  homelandinspiration@artistatlarge.net.