BERNARDHOYES Speaks on the WORKSHOP in progress over 5 Days
Duration: Wednesday June 26-Sunday June 30, 2024
Bernardhoyes completes Printing workshop on Electrolyte Etching production techniques. Etching Editions was created incorporating the featured issues of Public Health, Environment, Social Justice and Civic Engagement, In accordance to the Creative Corps SoCal inLand Empire Grant Guidelines. Material resources provided by the Master Printer, as well as his Artistic and Technical consultantion in the featured Discipline, ELECTROLYTE ETCHING, Printing without exposure to Toxic Acids, using 6 volts of electricity and saltwater instead, to etch the Plate.
Workshop includes 6 invited Artists. MAURICE HOWARD, LISA LOUDIN, ADEOLA DAVIES, DEBORAH McDUFF, KAYREN LYLE, and ELLEN FINAN.
Each Artist produced an Edition, curated, signed and numbered and co-signed by the Master Printer.
The Editions are then divided into three parts. One third went to the Artists for their personal use for exhibiting, distributing and sale. One third is divided amount the six artists to compile a Portfolio for each representing the workshop.
The workshop Portfolio is a takeaway for each Artist, to have one sample of fellow workshop participants for their own collection.
The last third of the Workshop Portfolio will be submitted to Archives for Collection, such as Creative Corps Inland SoCal, Riverside Art Museum and others for future exhibitions.
ARTISTS STATEMENTS
MAURICE HOWARD statement
I enjoyed the process that made the special print makings possible.Using salt and electric current, I seen the work shop as a historical moment,where the artist could create and give meaning to social justice in our time.
My piece speaks on having freedom to create the importance of being one with the Universe,namely. Ancestor Freedom thank you
Maurice Howard
951.384-8967
mauricehoward1951@yahoo.com
LISA LOURDIN
LISA LOUDIN Statement
Electrolyte Printmaking compliments the style in which I like to work with pen and ink nicely. Fine lines and words transfer onto metal plates beautifully. However, the meticulous process to create a successful print requires zen-like patience, some mad scientist skills and a love of the craft. It is a practice.
My focus for this project is environmental. My piece “Trees, Save Us” is a play on the 1975 Green Peace campaign to “Save the Whales”. It was a successful campaign and first of its kind.
My belief is trees save us daily. By simply adding a coma in the title, the context changes a statement to a clarion call for help. I am asking trees to help us recognize the symbiosis we share. We are all connected. Trees can teach us a thing or two if only we would listen.
Printmaking is a fundamental aspect of my art practice, allowing me to explore layers of texture, line, and form, creating intricate and meaningful visual narratives. This medium offers a unique way to blend my cultural heritage with contemporary themes, fostering a dialogue between the past and the present. In my etching “Ancestor Warrior” based on “Sacred Imprints,” I draw inspiration from my ancestral, channeling their strength and resilience to address today’s pressing issues. This piece serves as a powerful tribute to those who came before us, amplifying their voices and connecting their enduring spirit with our current struggles for justice and empowerment. Through this work, I aim to honor the legacy of our ancestors while inspiring collective reflection and action in the present.
Electrolyte Etching Workshop was a complicated process. Creating an image for printing was the easy part, but this process required transferring your image onto a zinc plate, cleaning, and maintaining reproductive quality of the work. My design focused on social justice issues when it pertains to family trauma and when it begins.
Deborah McDuff
562.233.7686
Debrwil2@gmail.com
KAYREN E. LYLE
KAYREN LYLE Statement
KAYREN E. LYLE
The electrolyte etching atelier was hands on and turnkey. I left confident that I could repeat the process unsupervised.
My print, based on the assignment of Civic Engagement, presents abstract themes memorializing all artists and geniuses excluded from major art institutions through the bias of color, background, gender and ethnicity.
Kayren E Lyle
310.415.5705
Kayrenelyle@icloud.com
ELLEN FINAN
ELLEN FINAN Ststements
ELLEN FINAN Electrolyte Print statement on workshop. As a textile artist and weaver, I am accustomed to making and printing handheld stamps to create designs on my fabric. However, this was the first time I was exposed to electrolyte printing, a far more formal process of designing the plate, etching the image in a pan with salt and 6 volts of electricity to etch the zinc plate and then inking and making copies on a press. There are of course multiple steps but essentially this is the process. It is intentional, careful, and painstaking. This project was a departure from how I work. As a weaver, I work without pre-planned drafts, freeing myself to embrace serendipity, being in the moment. The design evolves through the intersection of vertical warp and horizontal weft. Color and texture add dimension; boundaries — selvedges— are often broken.
So the invitation from Bernard was welcome. Not only would I learn a new technique that I could employ in the future, I would also create a different way to approach making art— with intention. I chose to use fiber textures in making my plate and I used the moon as my focus. As an intuitive artist, I feel pulled by the moon and its stages, so my piece is called Pulled by the Moon. Guided by a master printmaker and artist is a valuable experience. Bernard was there the whole time demonstrating at times better technique and also how to view the prints by using established criteria. I walked away knowing I could add etching to my repertoire of artistic expression. I thoroughly enjoyed the experience. Thank you.
Ellen Finan 64048 Dolomite CT Desert Hot Springs, CA. 92240 760-288-1244
The Festival in Black, held at MacArthur Park downtown Los Angeles in 79’. The Pie Lady was a cultural icon at the Festival evoking Market women who occupies public spaces as an exotic laborer carrying her seasonal produce on her head, selling her wares. The image she present, the primordial entrepreneur, reminded the Artist of the commonality of African cultural customs presented everywhere at the Crossroads of the Caribbean.
RAGS is expressing textures, moods, in its own language through MONO-Printing.
The mission was to recollect the language I “buck up” on while creating a series on elements causing Changes to Present Atmospheric conditions. An imbalance of Air, Water, Fire, and earth taken to extremes. Rags laden with colors give Textures, cross hatched and fused as elements would amalgamate. These original pieces done in the Desert of California was lost on my trip to Kingston. Cause ironically, extreme Climate conditions as in “regional Hurricane.” Forty flights to the Caribbean canceled one afternoon in Miami International Airport, including mine to Kingston. Total disarray and confusion as my contribution to the conversation I am having with Fine Arts Printmaker of Jamaica. A cooperative I am encouraging to amplify Printmaking in Kingston was delayed and never found, up to now. So, the show had to go on. Calling on the creative energies, my studio in Kingston became a Laboratory as I recreated the spirit of my pieces I intended to show. The Exhibition opened at University of the West Indies, Headquarters in Mona. This past week, will close July 15
The Absence of mr. Bentley is going on a year. Our fears was stronger that his. We fared for his survival while he was busy taking care of his with adapting. There is a thing as” call of the wild”. It’s the acclimatization of the senses to the immediate surroundings.
Bently had adjusted. He had defined his territory around Syncona. In the Mornings, we would let him out to explore and signify.
He had his spots to piss. With the grounds so large he would divide the task into sessions. There was the attack on the selected Bushes. Bushes that he would not venture into, but had to announce his presence. He knew whomever is in there, beware, I have this area covered, clear out.
The wild Dogs, he would take them on. drive them to the edge of the property as a border collie would handle sheep. He would not only herd them from both sides but confound them by circling thru their legs. It was amazing to us to witness, while at the same time in fear for his life.
There was the rub. With LaVera leading the single member chorus of trepidation, every time for a walk was a time of anxiety. After a couple of late nite run in with coyote, I out fitted her with a 9mm Beretta. Small, have 8 round with a holster and belt. She was fearless with him on a leash and packing. Only he was never satisfied with his walks with her. It was never in exploit, there was no territorial mapping, no adventure.
He would come in, still looking back thru the window, then looking at me, waiting for me to say “come on” then unleash him on the grounds. He would rush out in full gallop heading out into the mesa. Be it day or night it was the same Geronimo yelp as he attack the selected bushes.
Mr. Bentley reverted to his natural nature just after one year in this reasonable Wild Mesa, I call, Syncona. I read some where that his breed were rodent hunters. Sure enough, he had an instinct for stalking Rats and Lizards. That stand off with the Bobcat over the carcass of a Jack Rabbit, was a serious regress.
LaVera enjoyed hunting with him, it gave her that excitement that she misses after living in L.A. She began to give him leads to their whereabouts. Other than the rats being Rats, they eat the eggs of the CooDoves, her Peeps, which made them her arch-enemy. After awhile, he began to refuse house and Dog food. Pieces of lizards and Rats on the Patio was alarming. Turned out some of the Lizards were endangered.
He knew his limitations though. The Red Racer that comes around, he manages to alert us and Run when he has to. Like that night when he took on the Coyote, to only realize, he was in over his head, and retreated to my heels. Two other time he had encounters. Both time in the light of the Day. Once, LaVera fired off a round. The other, three Coyote had them surrounded, she wasnt armed but mustered some bravado to confront them. Realizing they were outnumbered, She stood in the Path of the one closest, and in her biggest voice told Mr. Bentley to run home, which he did.
He was constantly getting dehydrated. Had a couple of near death experience. His symptoms would be a swollen stomach, hard like a rock, with listlessness. Massaging his stomach while dropping distilled water mixed with fresh blended Aloe Vera in his mouth worked to revive him. Each time he had a quick recovery, but we wondered just how much the experience weakened him.
Once he came up lost. For a whole two days he was nowhere to be found. called on the neighbours on the Mesa. there are five houses only three are occupied all year around. No one had seen him for days. He would wander off on occasion over to the Closest neighbour to visit Adrian, the Doberman. They had a friendship that intensified into a serious affair with Adrian in heat. Our thoughts were they ran off together. But we had already call their bluff by getting them together. Adrian a good two feet taller than Mr. Bentley made is impossible to satisfy their intentions. So the next scenario was that he was stolen, then, the Coyotes finally got him.
At the beginning of the third day I went into the Garage to go through some Boxes. The Back story on this is that we recently moved. A majority of the unpacked Boxes are stored to the ceiling in the garage, ever so often I go in and unpack a few. This day, my back was feeling well, so to take my mind off Bent, I started to unpack some boxes. There he was, happy to see me, shaken and weak. those three days with the average temperature being 105 he has been locked away, no food or water, took a lot out of him.
Good thing I had installed a evaporative cooler to keep the garage, now a Storage for my Published works on Paper, Paintings and Boxes from the Studio in Los Angeles, Tempered. We had already given him up for dead. Made our peace with his Spirit. Even burned a Candle and read and recited Psalm 91.
The next phase was to get him to a safe and secure place where he can be looked after with love. We found such a place with a neighbour on the same street we had live on for 35 years. Someone he knew and who loved him. She agreed to adopt him before, but the deal fell through when she wanted to have him fixed. Didn’t want to interfer with his Personea. The complete Dog that is Mr. Bentley, survived for two years on Syncona, because his nature prevailed intact. This time, the option was more appealing, only to ensure his perlonged survival.