#CuratorLove, Bonnie Kamhi and “HerStory” 2019

Bonnie Kamhi “Devoured in Nature”

The “HerStory” 2019 continues a decades-long dedication by Renée Phillips in creating and presenting an annual exhibition devoted to art by women on the Manhattan Arts International website. This call was open to all women artists around the world and all themes, subjects, styles and mediums were welcome. The show ran run through September 20, 2019. (I give my sincere apologies to the artist and to Renée for the lateness in my write-up, I was sidelined for a while due to personal issues and my writing got put on the back burner for some time).

I was so pleased to be asked to be a special recognition art award panelist again for “HerStory” 2019 that was juried by Renée Phillips, Director of Manhattan Arts International. She is an amazing mentor and career advisor for art professionals and it is a privilege to work with her in support of women in the arts. Renée stated “We will continue to present annual “HerStory” exhibitions until there is a fair and equal balance of women artists represented by art museums, galleries, art book publishers, major private and public collections, auction houses, and the media.” I could not agree more—and I will continue my focus on exhibition opportunities for women artists, particularly on feminist themes until we see equality not only in the art world but in society also.

For this exhibition I chose the work of Bonnie Kamhi. She is a sculptor, photographer and natural story-teller who expresses contemporary and timeless messages about women. My usual focus is activist/feminist art and while Bonnie’s work does not fall within this genre, to spoke to me of the strength and resilience of women.

Bonnie’s work is visually arresting—it stopped me in my tracks to delve in and explore further. The work is gorgeous and lush, but now knowing her process I am even more intrigued and mesmerized. She is truly unique in her practice. The work has so many layers and nuances and while the exhibition had many fabulous pieces, I kept coming back to Bonnie’s work over and over. It sparked something in my mind and heart that could not be ignored.

A master of form, Bonnie first creates beautiful sculptures, with porcelain clay, of women with exquisite details. How she can capture such realistic form in pieces quite small is a mystery to me. As a feminist, I appreciate that the female form is not through the lens of the male gaze of objectified female—the arched back, unnatural pose with jutting buttocks or hips, waiting passively for male attention. Her figures are strong, self-assured and comfortable in their own al-natural skin, in a meditative state.

She then creates a still life with flowers to place her figures. The figure appears as the original Eve, before man cast and blamed her for sin and subjugated to patriarchy and deemed inferior and weak. The figure is in paradise, reveling in her solitude.

Lastly Bonnie photographs the still life and prints the image as her final art. The lighting and tonality in her prints is superb. My favorite of her works is “Devoured in Nature”, Archival print on Entrada Rag Natural paper, 23 x 29 inches, 2017.

From Bonnie’s statement: “I tell stories through a three-part process that involves first creating sculptures, then photographing and transforming them into digital images.  The focus of my work involves marrying various aspects of the female form with the grace, beauty and lushness of leaves, flowers, and nature.  In this way, I am able to evoke and express emotions within me that I need to share. The special hands-on relationship I have with physically forming each sculpture gives me the freedom to materialize in three dimensions whatever I visualize in my mind.  The fact that I actually touch and feel the softness and flow evolve as I manipulate the clay. It allows me to nuance my work with an intimacy and closeness that I cannot achieve in any other way.”

Bonnie’s artwork is in numerous private collections which include many commissions. All of her work is printed on archival paper “Entrada Rag Natural.”  High quality archival inks are used in the workmanship of the production. The buyer of her art receives a signed Certificate of Authenticity. More of her work can be viewed here: https://bonniekamhi.com/

The hand that rocks the cradle also rocks the world. Women are coming together in empowerment and to create positive change. Women build things, they are the glue for society in creating and maintaining families and building the foundations for their children and their future children to be successful. Women are also coming together to address issues to fight for our shared values and humanity and demand what we need from those in power. Bonnie’s work celebrates women’s beauty and strength.

I’m very empowered by the number of high-quality exhibitions being put together to promote women in the arts. 2020 is going to be a banner year, with exhibitions, the celebration of the 100th year of women voting in the US and hopefully with many more women being elected into politics too!

Laugh and the world laughs with you

Ben and Me

“You grow up the day you have your first real laugh at yourself.” I just read that quote in Real Simple magazine this morning, attributed to Ethel Barrymore. Well, I’m not sure that I agree with it, but it did make me start thinking. I don’t really think it has anything to do with “growing up”, i.e. being more “adult”, but it certainly leads to self-actualization.

But I digress…I recall so clearly the first time I laughed at myself, 47 years ago. I was five years old and in kindergarten. We wore school uniforms (Catholic school) and, in this particular moment I was feeling all grown up because I was allowed to walk down the school hall all by myself to go to the bathroom. I went into the stall and took off my plaid, pinafore dress. I had to stand on my tiptoes to reach the hook to hang it up. Then as I sat down and looked up at my dress, I threw my head back and roared with laughter. I’m wearing a dress, silly, why in the world would I have to take it off? I still remember that moment of mirth but most of all, my self-acceptance. Oh well, I just am who I am, and sometimes that is just silly, imperfect, human.

With self-actualization, with the full realization of one’s creative, intellectual, or social potential, this is where you work best and where your creativity flourishes. After the physiological, safety, love and belonging and self-esteem issues have been taken care of, within this level will you be most relaxed and do your best work. Work that doesn’t depend on needing to feel good about oneself (self-esteem). The work just comes out from that inner, hidden place where joy resides.

And I try to remember, don’t take yourself or life so seriously, it’s only life after all. Remember that little girl with the dress, lighten up and laugh at yourself.

Cheesy Goodness and a New Canvas

OK, I’m not biased or anything but I just made the most fantastic spicy, cheesy goodness crab dip for a backyard barbecue this past weekend. It wasn’t real crab but rather “KRAB” — who can afford enough of the real stuff for a party or has the time to pick it out of the shell? I know I sure don’t.

So here’s my recipe. A couple pounds of the fake crab meat and shred it up. Add celery finely chopped, and scallions, both the white and the greens. Lots of black pepper, I mean lots. Now here comes the fun part — mince a hot red chili pepper super tiny (RHCP – one of my favorite bands). Be sure to get all the seeds out or it will scorch you and make you cry, just flicking them out into the sink made me tear up. Add some sour cream and mayonnaise, be liberal–meaning a generous spoonful, Republicans can make this recipe too. But it has to be real mayonnaise, not low-fat and certainly none of that fake Miracle Whip crap. Take a big handful of seasoned croutons and crunch those up into little pieces. Add a super big handful of finely shredded cheese (I like the combo of mozzarella, jack, cheddar and colby), stir it all together and Voila, you are done!

But what the heck does this have to do with art? It’s all about trusting yourself and knowing what looks good (and what tastes good ), what you know works well together and what doesn’t. Experiment, have a little fun. What’s the worst thing that could happen? You have to throw it out and then stop by a grocery store for something ready made? Or scrap the canvas and start over? Nothing is that precious. And if you aren’t willing to experiment, you’re not going to grow and you’re not going to find a new technique and you’re not going to make that heavenly crab dip that was devoured in minutes.

But honestly, I can’t tell you how intimidating a large blank canvas can be. Sometimes just making that first mark takes quite a while. That’s why I’m glad with my activist series, I paste the pages from a 1906 Bible study book to the canvas as its base layer. It’s quite Zen work to glue them all down in nice straight lines. But when I’m done and it’s drying, I’m super excited about starting the piece and that initial fear level and trepidation has dissipated.

Oh, and in the case of the crab dip, I put it on grilled portobello mushrooms, but it could go on crackers or celery or in lettuce cups. Or just eat it by the spoonful out of the bowl.

I do wish it was that simple in my studio. But I find when I let go preconceived notions and just have fun, I create some really unique results. And if it doesn’t work, well, so what. Sometimes knowing what doesn’t work gets you a lot quicker to what will be good results.

There’s No Easter Bunny and other life disappointments…

OK, I’ll admit it. I’m just flat out disappointed. And no, it’s not because (spoiler alert) someone told me that there is no Easter Bunny. Who then, covered our cul-de-sac in brightly colored plastic eggs, I’m just not sure… No, it’s because I feel like I’ve been ignored. No, it’s a fact, based on results, I was ignored.

Every weekend since our GCA (Gutfreund Cornett Art) show was installed in December, I would rush to check the Mercury News (silicon valley newspaper) to see if the arts and culture writer wrote about Beyond Borders. Not a mention in the last 3.5 months. I don’t get it. There were articles on murals around town, vintage signs and student protest art but nada on a ground-breaking social justice exhibition for this culturally bereft area but where issues of immigration loom large? And it’s not like the writer didn’t know about it – I emailed him nine (yep 9) times. And not to mention how many times I emailed art writers at KQED too…

I know I sound like I’m whinging (whining) and I’m usually sooo positive with lots of !!! But dangit, when you work so hard at something, you (I) want validation. So, what do you do when things don’t turn out how you wanted them to?

Imagine humming this tune “Pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and start all over again”. And maybe, now, I’m sort of laughing at myself and thought of one of my favorite writers, Mark Manson. Here’s a quote from his blog “9 Steps to Hating Yourself a Little Less”.

STEP 9: TAKE THE MOST IMPORTANT AMBITION OR FAILURE IN YOUR LIFE AND GO ASK A FOUR-YEAR-OLD WHAT THEY THINK ABOUT IT. They’ll likely giggle and ask you to pretend you’re a tree and play horsies with them. And their response will be totally appropriate and correct.

Plus, I know I can make a difference. Just last week I wrote a letter to the Mayor of San Jose and the Councilmembers in support of public art. I received an email from the Director of Public Art that “It is very likely, that without your input and encouragement, this would have gone the other way.” And to think, I almost didn’t write the email, thinking it wouldn’t be read or listened to, just another blah blah blah.

Now I think I’ll find a four-year-old to ask other pressing life questions, and just lighten up and enjoy this fine day!