Monday, March 31, 2014

I am in Portland until the 10th

i will never reek -- i am just one with her foot caught on the yarn on the ground
i spill nowhere over -- i have just that simple smile, the daily breadbody, the cottonmouth

today i tied that orange yarn to the kitchen chair for the cat to play with
while tidying in the first room, i heard a dolloping sound and the cat nearly tipped the chair over

it is lightening in milwaukee tonight, i know this because jon facebook'd me from his phone
and said so.  it started to rain during my nap today after i finished "On the Road"

I am listening to Parker's spotify playlist that is labeled "for me," it is not for me
but when I am not sure if I want to listen to the movie soundtracks like usual, it is for me

i gave my job 6 months notice and although i will always feel like i am abandoning,
i am weary.  i am weary of starting over but i feel just as if i will wake up from a 12 hour nap

benjamin is at work.  i hope he meets another woman -- or circle of women -- with a foreign name
i hope she explains to him when she uses words that may not mean a thing to him

how could neal cassady have been so remarkable?  can a man have the how-now power,
to be written about by so many?  was it a joke?  or, was it simply a recording out of love?

one time my dad was explaining to me the Eagles are the greatest band or whatever ever
(not nec. his opinion) and I said, "fuck the Eagles."  Now I always say fuck the Eagles.

I don't mean it.




Friday, March 28, 2014

    On these yawning evenings I think about how we fuck up when we try to live other lives, narratives that don't belong to us. When we try to grab the threads we were not born with, we are miserable. I am slowly learning big lessons. I create mottos to plant them in my brain. I talk to my dad about religious differences over a very nice and pricey meal, I watch him and his girlfriend silently disagree, I watch them become awkward, and then come back to their normalcy. I think of my  soul friend in Portland who is taking pictures and feeling out the streets, probably smoking, I am sure she says something shining and layered to at least 5 people a day. I am thinking about my best friend, who is at a wedding, and whether the wedding party will see the way he illuminates spaces around him or whether they will just see how handsome he is. I am thinking about my guilt. How it grows in a myriad of small seeds throughout the day. I try to avoid hurting my knees to sew them but my body knows patterns I wasn't aware of developing. I am thinking about my sister. Her very esoteric and burning hands and all the materials they've morphed: duct tape, yarn, paper, paint, ukelele strings, the ears of strangers. I am thinking of my little brother and his incredible history that weighs heavy and wise and I wonder what his shoulders feel like sometimes. I am thinking about my nieces who have the most interesting syntax. I am thinking about my oldest brother who clicks with me at the most unforeseeable times and it feels like an entrance to a wall most people don't see. I think about my ears, obsessive. I think about my eyes that scan and take everything in. I consider a decision to be kinder to myself, to allow these sponge-like phases to come and go. I consider opening my mail as soon as I get it but that's less likely to occur. I am thinking about love. And the spirit. And how much of my self itches for an answer and how some days it feels so simple as to feel silly I keep asking. But I inquire in the form of books, strangers on the bus, and opening my fear and pride, perusing them like old texts that should be respected. I think about love.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Milwaukee Art Exclusive: Cara Hutchison


             Milwaukee Art Exclusive: Cara Hutchison


I had a chance to sit down with a local Milwaukee artist by the name of Cara Hutchison. She was very excited to get into the interview, and so at this Starbucks coffee shop on the east side of Milwaukee we decided to jump right in. I asked her about where she was originally from and she smiled excitedly and began to express her feelings on her hometown New London, Wisconsin.


What I like most about where I came from is what I took for granted when I was there. Its that small town feel. You can go out into the country and hangout in the woods. Thats something I really miss. I was kind of the odd ball kid, in New London, that liked art.


 The conversation then turned its focus to the art opportunities available in Milwaukee. She goes on to say:

The things I like most about Milwaukee is the art scene and that I have all these art opportunities here. You get to be around these people who have the same interests. 

We talked about how she comes to find this Riverwest art scene through the connections she made with other artists and professors while attending UW-Milwaukee. Cara expresses that networking in Milwaukee provided more opportunities for her than she would have found at home.

There were many things that inspired and sparked Cara’s interest in art. She first goes on to answer that exposing question: Why art?

 It was always my gateway for expression. Some people write in journals and some people do poetry and what not, or they get into sports, and that’s like their therapy. Art was my therapy.  

Passionately she addresses her adoration for art in saying: 

You can always reinvent yourself in art. I can change it up, I can do whatever, I can experiment with things and if I dont like it I can paint over it, or something. I can fix it somehow

I got a chance to talk to her about her academic experience on the road to becoming an artist.

 I studied at the lovely UW-Milwaukee. At that point my whole plan was going into graphic design. I took a graphic design course and I hated it. It wasnt art for me. It wasnt tangible enough. It wasnt something I could get my hands dirty with. 

Cara explains further why she had to turn her focus to a different subject on expression. 

Im not having the actual experience of making it (the art piece). When you make the mistake you have to figure out how to fix it. Its not like a click, or undowhen you make mistakes it evolves (your work). 

Lastly she adds:

 I really liked UWM because I was exposed to almost every different medium. 

As you see when we look at her pieces she is very adept at expressing her self through whatever medium she chooses to use.

Cara turns our attention to the connections that she had with the Door County art scene, and how tourists just love to go to Door County for the wholesome art experience. She says: 

Youve got all of the tourist that go up there so its a good market for sale. My real connection up there was the glass blowers. My roommate at the time (while attending UWM) was blowing glass and she was working with these two practicing artists. 

Cara goes on to talk about how this leads her to Door County to live for a summer, and the new medium she experienced. 

Through living in Door County briefly for a summer I got to work with them, so I got to blow glass with them. 

When she described Door County’s location in Wisconsin she became really excited, with a big smile on her face she shouts:

Its up in the thumb!

We then talked about who her favorite artists were right now she had a few favorites in mind. 

Stain glass windows with Frank Lloyd Wright, I have an interest in that right now. Im teaching a lesson on that right now, so it is always in my brain. 

She lists off some more qualifiers enthusiastically, such as Kehinde Wiley and Trenton Doyle Hancock. I asked her about her favorite galleries to visit in Milwaukee. Cara had one, specifically in mind. She mentions Art Bar with a big smile on her face, as being one of her favorite galleries in Milwaukee. 

I like the Art Bar because they have a little theme (art exhibits) and theyre always switching it out.

As the interview begins to come to a close we begin to talk about the things she likes to do when she’s not creating art. Cara goes on to say:

I do like to take myself to brunch at Stonefly on Sundays. Theyve got art up all the time. So it’s nice to see art there. My favorite hangout spots when it’s nice out? I like to walk by the river, the river walk, and the lake. I like to go over by the Holton Bridge, over by the lakefront building.

 She expresses her love of the scenery in these areas. Then she says: 

The Bremen has become some kind of hangout spot for me in recent time because it’s close to my home. 

She giggles as she hints at the fact that it is in short walking distance. Cara then throws in one more of her favorite spots. 

I really like the Horny Goat too, because of the whole atmosphere of being outside, and they have a fire place.

I then went on to ask Cara about a memorable reaction to her work. This brought up a beautiful story of artistic expression. She tells me the story of an assignment that she had in class where she was asked to read an article and then create a piece of work that expresses the conflict. 

The word in the article I highlighted was sandwiched. It was sandwiched in between. 

Cara was addressing the issue of drug trafficking from countries like Venezuela and Columbia, through Mexico, to America. The article talked about how Mexico was sandwiched in between these distributing countries and America. Cara then creates this image of a sandwich spread apart with an American flag on the top bun. On the bottom bun was Venezuela and Columbia, these coke producing countries. She then illustrates money coming down from the American end and guns as well as bullets coming down from the South American end. Lastly, there is a tomato in the middle of all of this with the Mexican flag on it. She goes on to tell her the response of her professor.

I remember that one comment that I got from my professor. It was like never in the many years that he had been assigning this article had he ever had such a creative interpretation of that (subject) for a design. So I felt like I was reallyflattered. That was definitely the most memorable one where I felt really good about what I had done .

Another memorable moment of Cara’s had to do with one of her art exhibiting experiences. We talked about her exhibiting at Inova Studio in 2011. She had all good things to say across the board about her interaction with this gallery. 

I thought it was a really nice show and I thought it was displayed well. Also, they kept the show going longer then expected so it did really well. It was very easy. I didn't have to worry about much. It was all handled, you drop it off, they put it up, and it was fine.

To wrap up our interview I asked Cara about her dream project. She says to me: 

I think it would be really interesting to do something large scale, maybe something outside, like a mural. I would like to do a mural on the ground. I would love to do something having to do with fibers and having to do with outside, and somehow making that an interactive piece that people will interact with every day. 

I finally asked her about traces of Milwaukee in her art and if she wants to ever have her work shown in any other cities. She chuckles and then calmly, confidentially says:

Of course. Thats the whole goal right you want to get your art out there. You want people to be able to see it. You want to have them be effected by it no matter where they are. 

She then goes on to disclose her feelings on expressing Milwaukee through her art.

Everybody sees the art museum, everybody sees the U.S Bank building, everybody sees the Miller Park Studios, but I kind of want to get into those places that are gems in the local eye. You know, maybe something that not everybody sees every day. I want to highlight those places or those things that I see everyday.


Cara Hutchison is a very talented artist who intends to continue creating art through her interpretation of the world she interacts with everyday. She’s a brilliant artist to look for in the future. When Cara is not creating art she is teaching forensic art to students in the Milwaukee Public School system. The Art Shore Salutes you and looks forward to our next interview with this magnificent artist.

Sunday, March 9, 2014

howeverly,

i fear voting
will you help me get over my fear of voting
we can vote on what color this flower is
and every one will be okay
no one will get upset!
because purple is purple is purple

you define my jitters
and i stop jittering

you coalesce my questions
and i am mambaing

we are mambaing
or maybe salsaing

i, too, laugh a special laugh when around you
like close encounters of a hilarious kind!
your awareness is just enough stated
and we get along

Saturday, March 1, 2014

mostly known to revisit a girl out of paper. trust, though, baby, is hope. is lonely. it's worth the surrounding water to look around with an empty mouth. how will tomorrow give me teeth, what new fresh hell. look coldly at yourself and shudder as the days ahead cuddle closer to you.