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Okay, I know, you are SO over hearing about the Feminist Ink series, but just one thing more, I promise. Since I forgot to include additional links and images for Feminist Ink in yesterday’s post I thought it might be fun to share the top ten Feminist Ink picks so far on Pinterest:
To see images go to: https://aefraserart.blogspot.com/2020/02/feminist-ink-favorites.html
I swear I’m not bragging, but I can’t deny that I am completely thrilled that people are showing an interest in these works. They may just be looking at it in horror for all I know, but whatever. I’m happy! I’ll take an honest reaction any day. And as they say, art doesn’t exist until someone sees it. So hurray, the work has escaped the confines of the basement storage and exploded into the universe. My editing efforts were not for nothing! The work is out there for better or worse and I am positively chuffed. Oh dear, please immediately disregard the UK slang; I binge watched/listened to Downton Abbey for the last stretch of the Feminist Ink edits. My poor darling pets had to listen to my dreadful British accent for the last week or so. Thankfully I was able to curb it when the Mr. came home from work. I’m sure he would have thrown himself out in a snow bank if he’d been subjected to too much of it. Although, my grandmother was a war bride from England, I feel as though I should have a genetic right to sounding posh. How did I get so far off topic? The gerbil that functions as my brain must have fallen off his wheel again…
So, what’s next? Now that I’ve completed the Feminist Ink series it will have to get tucked away into the middle of my Fine Art America image display where hopefully it won’t scare off too many more viewers. At least it shouldn’t be front and center to hit them over the head at first glance anymore. I have been experiencing some guilt because my small group of followers on FAA seems fairly conservative, creating mostly decorative paintings and nature photography. As they should, because ladies ripping their guts open to spew forth piles of ugly melting faced babies is hardly popular or mainstream. Certainly not art to sell on tea towels and shower curtains! But obviously, it remains an option and I welcome it with open arms if anyone wishes to purchase such fabulously unique items! I am proud to say that I have had a few good sports that have been supportive and willing to comment no matter how harsh or offensive my subject matter may be. I was extremely impressed by some of their interpretations and responses. Those nice enough to take the time to comment are the brave open minded few who seem to get it, and me, and I am unbelievably grateful for their kindness. In fact, I feel even guiltier because I really do owe those amazing artists some decent comments back.
And yes, I’m dodging the real question of what’s next because I don’t actually know what I want to tackle next. Yesterday I was sure if I slept on it; I’d wake up with a definitive answer and be excited to start working right away. But I’m afraid I had a terrible night’s sleep due to another skunk death match in the middle of the night. I’d had enough melatonin to dose an elephant so I couldn’t drag myself out of bed to see what was happening exactly, but the painful high pitched screaming was sufficient to paint a horrifying picture. I hate that they fight and much to my family’s dismay, I’ve actually stepped into the middle of a few screaming skunk battles. And nope, I haven’t been sprayed yet but I know my odds are lessening with each encounter and that I’m bound to be sprayed at some point. That’s the consequence of believing I am the New Hampshire equivalent of Snow White. By the way, if you think my husband’s concern is for my safety, it is, sort of, but in the case of the skunks, it’s mostly that he doesn’t want to be subjected to the stench. I won’t mention the times he’s encouraged me to go pet the new fox kits or stand next to the bear. It’s fine, really. It’s totally okay that our “friends” have suggested more than once that he take out a bigger insurance policy on me. I just hope my rabies shots are still good?
Well… looks like it’s time to put an end to this roundabout ramble and close this post. Here is a link to the Feminist Ink Gallery
The Feminist Ink collection is a series of dark, surrealistic, female focused, stylized figurative art, depicting Feminist, Womanist and Humanist subject matter from the perspective of the artist in 2000. This body of work explores Western Cultural ideals of gender, female fertility, feminine intellect, and societal constructs of strength and beauty. These black and white works are hand drawn in pen and ink. The original drawings were created in 2000 and digitally enhanced in 2020. This drawing is part of a series of 32 concept sketches created in 2000 for Amy E. Fraser’s Dartmouth College, Master of Arts and Liberal Studies Thesis: “Dissecting The Western Woman Artist; An Artist's Dialogue”.
The final paintings that evolved from these works were published in Amy E. Fraser’s book “Dissecting The Western Woman Artist; An Artist's Dialogue” and featured at Amy E. Fraser’s solo exhibition entitled “Confronting Femininity” Recent Paintings, October 2001, at Gallery Alexie, 529 West 20th Street, New York, NY.
“Dissecting The Western Woman Artist; An Artist's Dialogue” by Amy E. Fraser is conceived as a symbolic autopsy discussing both the societal as well as the personal meaning and intention of the artist’s figurative work from that time period. The entire book is available to read online at the Amy E. Fraser Art Blog. Original Hard Copy Publication by Dartmouth College, Copyright 2000. All versions of related art and text, Copyright Amy E. Fraser. All rights reserved.
For more Art and Information on Amy E. Fraser go to Aefraser.com