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This is my newest completed painting. In it, I responded to many ponderings on the way we recognize one another as human animals. How we coalesce because of another’s connection to our lives. I will leave it at that, as there are so many ways to travel from those conversational/meditative starting points. Our Faces Come Because You Look For Us, 2017, watercolor, ink and pastel, 27 1/8″ x 19″, archival paper, unframed. You can view more at my shop. Enjoy.
Tonight, The Women Who Paint will again be having a group show at the Artery/Studio 6 based around the Art Detour 29 theme The Selfie. The artists included are Charmagne Coe, Carla Keaton, Cindy Schnackel, Lucretia Torva, Marisa Hall Valdez and Randy Zucker. I had to contemplate this theme for a bit… as I am not wont to think of myself as a solo self, but rather, I am me because of all of us. Universality. When I chose the works for the show, I saw my image in the works as me as having been affected by others. And, they are of you too if you see yourself there.
The Selfie Show
The Artery/Studio 6, 623 Indian School Road
First Friday, March 3rd, 6 – 10 pm
Art Detour Hours:
Third Friday, March 17th, 6 – 10 pm
Saturday, March 18th, 11 am – 5 pm
Sunday, March 19th, 11 am – 5 pm
A little more about Art Detour 29:
“Art Detour is expanding from two to four days in 2017, and will feature a diverse slate of activities created by local artists and art venues to celebrate the growing, vibrant Phoenix arts scene. The event is produced by Artlink Inc., in partnership with the City of Phoenix Office of Arts and Culture, Downtown Phoenix, AZ and Artlink Articipants.”
This is the recent drawing, Write the Words’ on Chapters’ Mouths.
Last month’s Small Works Love Show at The Artery was an intimate exhibition of works by my artist group, Ladies Who Paint. This gallery is located in the heart of Phoenix. It is home to the art collective at Studio 6; there art studios are upstairs… and when you visit, do take the time to see them! This was the first of many shows to come at this location throughout 2017. Below’s picture is courtesy of MJ Deen.
Here is my most recent painting. I so enjoyed the creation of this biophilic and expressive work. I continue to explore the automatistic, spontaneous pulse of the narrative that unfolds when I paint or draw each element. And as well, I seek to combine the spontaneous gestures with my personal reflections on nature and life at large. You can also see this work at my website.
The Verse Of Flora’s Gate, watercolor, ink and pastel, 14 5/8″ x 11 1/4″.
I’ve joined a group of Arizona artists who meet monthly. We enjoy discussing technique and latest community arts news, planning painting/drawing meetups and collaborate on exhibits. 12 of us will now be presenting our work in The Artery, a gallery run by a local artist collective, through a variety of group and solo shows. For February, we’ve chosen a love-themed group exhibition. Join us this first Friday!
Small Works Love Show
Friday, February 3rd
6pm – 9pm
623 E. Indian School, Phoenix, AZ
I will be exhibiting Diviners, a watercolor, ink and pastel painting, Say That Again, an ink drawing and giclée limited edition prints.
I have received an invitation to a surrealism group show, Figure So Surreal, in May. This will be a large gathering of surrealists — some whose work I’ve followed for many years. “A journey into the minds of over 3 dozen talented artists as they dance with images of a surrealist world. From Arizona and beyond!”, writes Travis Fields, curator. I’m very excited to be a part. You can visit Facebook to RSVP or learn more. I’ll have more details as the date gets closer.
Here is my latest painting. The process of it almost haunted me as I swam from color to color, through tawny swirls of soil and rosy blossoms, then finally arrived at a greener palette. It seemed to me to be reflective of an innate tendency to draw toward nature, away from man made material, to be humbled and alive in a force that is greater than us, yet every bit a part of who we are. I feel we all need to go there, lost into nature places, to remember what we cannot say with words. I still feel a lot of mystery about this work. I wonder if some day I might meet someone who knows the rest of the story.
When He Himself Is Covered Green, 2016, watercolor, ink and pastel, 12 3/16″ x 15 15/16″.
In 2010 I painted The Gift. I am thrilled that this magical painting will be included and for sale in Herberger Theater Art Gallery’s upcoming group exhibition, Home for the Holidays. This show will be located at their Arizona Center gallery at 455 N. Third Street, Suite 1200 in Phoenix, AZ, opening reception November 18th, 6-8pm. The show runs from November 18th – January 16th.
Below is a work in progress.
I’ll leave you with a little drawing. Feel all there is with and within the one you love, while you have the time.
I’ll Stay Awake to See Your Colors
Enjoy the following two new works.
Sun Breaks With Helios, 2016, watercolor, ink and pastel, 13″ x 15 3/4″.
Locus One For Another, 2016, watercolor, ink and pastel, 10 1/2″ x 9″.
These new paintings and others are available to purchase at my website: http://charmagnecoe.com/store/
Ghost Gallery continues to represent the following miniature works, Awake, and Stir. These are a lovely, though unintentional, pairing.
Diviners, 2015, watercolor, ink and pastel, 8 15/16″ x 9″
It’s been an extremely first wet winter season in the PNW for me. Record-breaking, in fact. What an induction, let me tell you. There is always water clinging to ferns and filling the bird baths. The skies are blanketed in gray.
Though it’s enticing to only remain cozy inside by the wood stove or behind insulatory windows, it’s important to go adventuring outside into nature and let those subtle and powerful biophilic forces rejuvenate the spirit. There are many, many ecosystems I know very little about here, having recently moved in September. So I’m educating myself as I go. Hearty duck boots (circa 1991) and fingerless mittens help me go warmly sloshing around. Even on the wettest day, I find it newly feasible to zip up my raincoat and go down to the beach. The forest trails are dense and padded down in a mulch of wet leaves and slick soil. New environments and geography inform new adaptations, both aesthetic and in the mind. This is the middle of the dark Seattle area season, no doubt about it. I’m not acclimated to it yet, but I’m letting it in and feeling.
Lavished, ink drawing
Slip the Rocks and Water, ink drawing
Work in progress, watercolor, ink and pastel.
I am mostly settled into my new home art studio in Vashon, WA. It is a bright space with just the right amount of room to maneuver several paintings at once in various states of progress. Favorite mementos and pictures are arranged. The scanner is ready for business. Outside my window is a small Japanese Maple that keeps me company in rain or shine… mostly rain these days. It has been at least two months since I’ve been able to really dedicate time to to serious art projects during the transition from Flagstaff. For the last two weeks, I’ve tried to hit the ground running and do feel back in a flow of drawing, painting, writing poetry, correspondence and visiting regional artists and gallery spaces. Here are some samples of my recent creativity.
The Seeds of Stretch Marks the Body
Two of many paintings in progress.
In my future are many day-trips to surrounding Seattle and Tacoma. I’ve taken a few already and found myself basking in a botanical garden, playing pinball, eating bacon on a stick, watching salmon jump at Ballard Locks and reading/viewing the thoughtfully curated “Painting Poetry” exhibit at Women Painters of Washington Gallery.
Most of the time, I’m at my house nesting and painting. Vashon is a rare gem of a place — a small island with much to uncover. I am not even close to being used to all the gray weather and rain, but the temperatures are fairly mild and nature is exquisitely unfettered. Just the other day, I was sitting on my deck sketching quietly when suddenly the neighbor’s geese exploded in a hullabaloo of angry honking. A large bald eagle flew over them, then landed in a towering fir tree nearby. Well, no wonder, I thought.
It has been a while since I’ve blogged, but there is good reason… a whirlwind of positive, but surprising events has me relocated on Vashon Island, Washington. The city is a very short ferry-ride away from the vibrant Seattle — just a mere 20 minutes. My head is full of new creative ideas to fill this new chapter in the Pacific Northwest. Though I’ve traveled quite a bit, I’ve never lived anywhere but Arizona. It’s quite a change. I feel a great loss to be leaving my dear community of Flagstaff. The exquisite Senoran desert and the San Francisco peaks will be missed. At times, I know it will be strange to open a window and not feel the warm, arid wind.
Daisy Mountain, AZ
Wukoki Pueblo, AZ
San Francisco Peaks, Hart Prairie, AZ
New River, AZ
I look forward to meeting new creatives, new friends, new nature encounters in this green and oceanic place. I can’t imagine tiring of filling my senses with the verdant flaura and fauna of this region. Yesterday, a large cross orb weaver nearly dropped on my nose while I was getting into the car. I am also interested to find new ways to be a part of community involvement. Wherever one is, there are always people who are in need. It’s important to be a part of positive spirals. I’m already becoming acquainted with some local and cultural traditions. Below are from some recent outings.
Shingle Mill Hike
Shingle Mill Hike
Near Burma Road, Vashon
Here are some drawings (in situ) from the road trip to my new home.
Infinite Formations Emerge Through Preclusions, ink drawing
Adaptability. How beautiful. How necessary. How difficult at times. How elemental.
I like observing the Hawaiian volcanic terrains that rise to meet wind and ocean. Black igneous licks and curls in semi-permanent formation from its ongoing relationship with the elements. The hardiness of its crystallized minerals make it stalwart. The memory of this landscape has been, at times, a simple, deep and gratifying meditation. It elicits contentment to ponder endurance in terms of structure and malleability.
More recent ink drawings:
Sake and Surrounding
PluckFibrils Bring to SurfaceUnfinished drawing
Please do check out my most recent installment of Honey Wove the Marrow, a column I write for Arcadia Magazine’s Online Sundries. This time around I discuss the intricacies of loss, and the painting, When The Lines Disappear, I Am Not Afraid With You.
By summer’s end, I’ll have completed some new works. Stay posted!
Below are recent drawings I’ve completed along the way and while traveling. They are created with black ink.
Future Forwards Her and She Declines
But There Was More, Ma Belle
Sign Inside the Current
New painting: Drawn into Nectar, 2015, watercolor, ink and pastel, 18″ x 15″, charmagnecoe.com. It is intended to be part of Essential Creatures, an exhibition honoring the pollinators of our world. This takes place at West of the Moon Gallery, 14 N. San Francisco St., Flagstaff, AZ 86001. (928) 774-0465. The open reception is April 3rd, 2015, First Friday, 6-9 pm and is continues till the end of April.
This painting encompasses many feelings of child-like wonder and an appreciation for our interconnectedness with nature. Below are some more detail pictures. I often feel there are many smaller paintings within a single painting. Enjoy!
It’s important to recognize the small creatures that support our web of life. Stop and observe. I encourage one not to immediately swat away or squash those who are simply doing their miniature, yet vital jobs as part of our life force. I personally experience the divine sacredness of life when I remember to slow down and look around at, and even better yet, look into nature. Here is a mourning cloak butterfly discovered last spring by my son. He/she was attached to a safe crevice on a wall outside our front door and had just emerged from the cocoon, wings still damp.