When The Media Shows Up

This has been an exciting few months.  I’ve been preparing for a solo show in November.  I’ve just been selected to be in a juried show in October entitled Conversations in Color.  But truly awesome was being interviewed by Newsday, a major New York newspaper.  I was interviewed in several sessions over the summer and then determined to be one of four artist to be included in a major feature on artists dedicated to their craft for the long haul.

After a month a chatting with the reporter, the paper sent their photographer to my studio for a photo shoot.  While shooting, I discover he’s a PULITZER PRIZE photographer.  I am in AWE!  He’s world travelled and had just returned from covering the presidential political conventions. 

Suddenly, I just had to stop our session when it truly hit me that this truly world travelled photographer who had covered wars, Nelson Mandella, politics and more for decades…was in MY studio shooting my artwork and crocheted jewelry…holy cow!  I suddenly loose my quiet professionalism and shift my mode to an unexpected lighter feel:

Me:  Uhh, can we stop for a moment?

Photographer, slowly lowering camera, concerned:  Is everything alright?

Me:  I need to take a ten second break.

Photog:  You OK?

Me:  I just need a moment to pretend like I’m on the TV game show The PRICE IS RIGHT and they’ve just called my name.  ‘Cause that’s how I’m feeling about right now.  I’ve just been selected from the audience to win prizes.

Photog, truly perplexed:  Huh?…Uhh, OK…go on…

Me, in deep announcer’s voice like from the show:  ALICIA EVANS…COME ON DOWN.

I throw my hands up like they do on the show, jump up and give an excited hush-hush scream:  I can’t believe it.  I have a Pulitizer Prize photographer in my studio, taking pics of lil ole me…YES!  YES!

The photographer is stunned.  He’s laughing, about to drop his camera and realizes he has a crazy behind comediene on hand.  He’s starts chuckling out loud.

I slowly go back to my seat, pose and say all professional, as if nothing just happened, smooth down my clothing and say, “OK…let’s get back to the shoot”.

He continues to chuckle while shooting.

At the end of the session, still smiling, he confesses:  “I ain’t never had so much fun.  You are too funny.”

#fiberartistturncomediene
#fiberartistdoespriceisright

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Photographer's camera set up in my studio.
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Photo equipment of Pulitzer Prize John Williams preparing for photo shoot.
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Lights, camera...almost ready...

Stay tuned for the story.

~Alicia~

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Front Page News, Santa & More

It was like waiting for Santa Claus.

It had been weeks since the newspaper interviewed me and sent out their Pulitzer Prize photographer to my studio to do a story on inspiring artisans.  I was one of five selected and boy, oh, boy how honored I felt.

Finally, after two months, I get the call:  the story comes out on Sunday. 

Well, the night before, I just toss and turn.  What’s the story going to say?  What about the photos?  Which ones would they choose?  How will this impact my business? 

The writer was so supportive, too.  Filled with an art passion and a skilled writer, I was thrilled to have her support.

I wanted to get the paper as soon as it was delivered to my house.

Around three in the morning, I glanced at the clock…again.  I’d been waking all night, excited, wondering, giddy.
I turn over and try to go back to sleep.  I doze and pop awake at four.  Dammit!, go to sleep I tell myself.  I slowly drift and bam 4:49, I awake again.  Dag, might as well get up and just wait for the delivery woman to toss the paper on the lawn.  Too, perhaps I can beg for some extra copies for my files, too.

Quietly, I slip from bed, grab my robe and slowly open the front door wanting to avoid its loud creeking sound which could awaken all in the house.

So there I am, on top of the steps, hair disshelved, looking back and forth up the street for the newspaper delivery lady.  Nothing.  I listen to the awakening birds.  Still nothing.  I consider going back in to get my glasses for I am truly blind without them but, no, I am too excited.  Another ten minutes, it’s still dark although the sky is brightening…still nothing.  I sit like a lil kid waiting and waiting for Santa Claus.  Where is he with my gift of coverage?

The sky’s getting brighter now.  More birds are chirpping.  I consider walking across my lawn to the street to look up the block.  I stand atop my steps seeing all kinds of blurred images because I left my glasses in the house. Nah, won’t leave the steps; can’t see too well.  And the neighbors might see me in my robe. 

I decide to sit back down.  I get a glimpse at some rubbish that I suspect the wind blew against the bottom steps.  Ahh, too anxious to get it now; will get and discard later.

Forty-five minutes go by and still no Santa Claus.  What the heck is going on?  The sun’s now up.  More birds are out.
I stand tall, wide awake, determinedly more pro-active and don’t give a darn about what I look like as I proceed down my front steps a little miffed.  As I reach the bottom step, I remember that clump of rubbish…but…wait…upon closer inspection…WHAT THE???…My blind self!!  The paper was right there the entire time.  I thought it was trash.

I snap up the paper like a mad hungry woman.  So many parts to soar through.  Damn, these ads; I chuck them aside as I turn and turn and turn pages.  And, there, right on the front cover of one of the sections…there’s my picture used as a promo for the inside story.  Wow!  I anxiously follow the promo advise: story on page 33 and…sigh…relieved…there it is.  A fabulous story highlighting me with four other artists.

The story highlights:
*My childhood years crocheting
*Features my artwork
*Highlights the forthcoming launch of an Artist Business Alliance
*Next steps in partnering to use my art for therapeutic work in healthcare facilities…hospitals, nursing homes, rehabs

Yes, Santa Claus did come with a wonderful early, early, early holiday gift.

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That's me in the corner as a promo for the inside story.

~ Alicia ~
Fiber Artist

Alicia’s ArtWear: Necklace Inspired Art

Alicia’s Artwear:  unique jewelry inspired by art, can serve as lovely frameable art, created by an artist. 

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ArtWear "Lite Pepper" Necklace Copyright 2016 (c) ALICIA EVANS

I truly love this piece which actually twists on the side of the neck with two small red wood beads.  Crocheted, 100% cotton.  A truly smart piece charmingly authentic, one-of-a-king. Works by day and by night.

You like?

Introducing: “Purple Reign” Tree

When the great musician Prince transitioned, I felt compelled to create a tribute piece.  I created a swirling purple tree encompassing an abstract silhouetted side view of Prince’s hair with a tree bark reminder of his icon symbol.

I had the pleasure of introducing this oversized work as part of a wonderful new exhibit on Long Island, New York along with the works of several other talented artists.  Oh, how wonderful to share my “ROYALTY REIGN” with the company of others from The Creative Corner.

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"Purple Reign" Copyright 2016 (c) Alicia Evans
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My fiber art displayed during the exhibit opening night. Artists pictured left to right: Eddie Hug, Alicia Evans, Mike Cantone, the artist who calls herself: Miri Had a Little Lamb, Mickey Byrne

It was a glorious affair.  Another highlight in my continuing creative journey.

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"Redd Tree" and "Simple Tree" and "Red Butterfly" All three works Copyright 2015 - 2016 (c) ALICIA EVANS
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Alicia Evans with fiber art during opening night exhibit at Creative Corner in West Hempstead, New York.

Let The Yarn Speak: Can we go for a “dry”?

Working with yarn, textile or fiber to create art may involve experimenting.  For instance, when framing my wool pieces, I do not place anything under glass because yarn can actually sweat under it.  My motto is to allow the yarn to speak to me; that is, to carefully observe and intuit what can work.

Let the yarn speak!

Recently, after the first steps of crochet before sculpting it into a finished product–that of jewelry or fine art–I got a calling to toss a bunch of items into the dryer.  Crazy but I was compelled; the yarn told me to do it.

Well, I tossed my works in, then went on to do other things.   A short while later I returned and was amazed.  I actually sat and became mesmerized watching the toss of all my stringed works.  It was a wonderful rainbow swirling around. The blues and yellows and greens and red. 

Then I busted out in laughter. 

This is sick:  what the heck am I doing lovingly watching a rainbow of string toss around in circles?  Reminded me of being a child watching my teddy bear dry…slowly bumping around in circles.  Joyously chaotic.

Then even more crazy, I ran to get my camera for a picture…a crazy photo shoot of yarn in the dryer.  What the what???

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Crocheted yarn string in the dryer. Photo Copyright 2016 (c) Alicia Evans
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Well, when it all finished swirling around, I must say there was, indeed, a far more fluffier appearance.  Next step, to create finished works.

Ahh, the mind of a creative is always at work.
What do you think of this? 

Opps! Went the Cactus

What a title, huh?

Well, here’s the backstory.  While in the midst of preparing for an exhibit this weekend, I was in the final stages of a piece.  I was sculpting my crocheted works into a cactus.  Yes, it was shaping up fine.

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I was about to do the final adhering of the image when…daggone!…the work seemed to jump from my table and fall to the floor.  Now once it shifts, moves in anyway, I am unable to reproduce the same image again.   Thus, I have to begin from scratch.  Here’s that same crocheted piece now sculpted into a piece I now call “Simple Tree”.

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"Simple Tree" Copyright 2016 (c) Alicia Evans

Look very closely at the image and you will see it is the same twirls as the cactus.  It’s simply now ‘sculpted’ into a tree image. And, guess what?  I happened to like the tree imaging better.

What about you?

Alicia Evans
Fiber Artist