The Winter Hexagon

The Winter Hexagon

Right now if you look up at the sky on a clear night from pretty much anywhere in the northern hemisphere you’ll find the winter hexagon. Depending on where you are, around 8pm-ish you’ll see the stars that make up this six-point polygon directly above.

A northern hemisphere winter asterism that appears most prominent between December and March and is pretty much visible in even the most light polluted areas. Made up of a series of the brightest stars visible in our night sky, Capella (from Auriga), Pollux (& it’s twin Castor from the Gemini constellation), Procyon (from Canis Minor), Sirius (the brightest star in our night sky and part of the constellation Canis Major), Rigel (from Orion) and Aldebaran (from Taurus).

I’ve been admiring this little group of stars this season. Looking for the 3 stars in Orion to point me to Sirius and seeing the moon occasionally makes it’s appearance with the group and Jupiter not too far west.

“The Winter Hexagon”. February 29, 2024. Watercolor and Gouache on Cold Pressed Arches Watercolor Paper. 7” x 10”

Stories from my Lineage: Mama Lupita and Papa Santiago

Stories from my Lineage: Mama Lupita and Papa Santiago

I never met Mama Lupita she was my great great grandmother and passed before I was born. I have heard many stories about her, she was the town “healer”. She cared for the sick and brought babies into the world. Made shampoos and ailments for people and she had a certain knowledge that helped the people in the crater mountain village they lived in.

Mama Lupita was set to get married. Due to the location where they lived, they needed to travel up the mountain to the city in order to officiate the marriage. She requested that her groom send horses for her and her bridal party. However when the day came the groom only sent one horse. Mama Lupita called off the wedding.

His cousin, Papa Santiago, saw this as his opportunity, asked for Mama Lupita’s hand in marriage and when the day came made sure to have the horses, they got married and had many children including my Grandma, Mami Mitty.

Papa Santiago died at age 49, due to complications after a surgery in the city. He was a good man, hard working, caring, loving. He died when my grandma was still a kid. She fondly remembers going with her sister to bring the food her mom would pack for him to the campo where the men were working. My grandma looking back thought about how he must have been tired and hungry but he would share his food with them whenever they were craving some. My grandma and her sister at the time blissfully unaware of his loving sacrifice.

When he passed, my grandma recalls her youngest brother, who was very fond of Papa Santiago, becoming deeply sad, until one day he too passed, they say he died of sadness. Occasionally my grandma’s older siblings would attempt to discipline her, she would grow frustrated and run to the mountains, shouting for her dad to intercede. “Like a crazy child” she said, telling me this story one rainy day in Durango while we sat on a dusty couch in her old home looking through photos we had found in a box.

I was able to visit both Mama Lupita and Papa Santiago’s graves on my last visit to Durango, July/August of 2021.

Laws of Nature

Laws of Nature

I am not an am. For once you claim I am it will shock you to see the counter. A being is expansive, ever changing, free to form, free to choose, unknown. I am, I am not, it’s probably because I never was, nothing but a sandwich of essences attempting to balance on a scale. An ever-changing path that strives for a certain way. A fragment of time in your path that lead you to assign me an incomplete is. An am is stagnant and truth never is.

Volcan Toliman: Picture from Lake Atitlan in Jaibalito, May 17, 2023, during the time of day of the wind of Xocomil (of the Kaqchickel language meaning "the wind that carried away sin")

Thinking about Spring

Thinking about Spring

I have a memory of being at my grandparents home in Guanajuato one summer and going to their garden with my older cousins to collect some vegetables and herbs for lunch. I remember there being a small stream running though it and the garden feeling so lush and cozy with smaller trees that created pockets of shaded areas for my then 4-year-old self. In my memory that garden has always stayed as a wondrous place that transported me to a new world. It was something I stored in the banks of my mind as inspiration for what I wanted to have and the world I wanted to live in.

Last year was my first time trying my hand at gardening. There were many things to consider for the front and backyard. How will we use it, where will Ozzie run around, will he destroy the grass, will the pea gravel be uncomfortable for him to walk on, what do we want the space to feel like. We mapped it out, Miguel built a deck and I planted seeds, starting some seedlings indoors in early spring and transplanting them to the beds after the frost. I got packets of basil, fennel, jasmine, zinnias and a midwest wild flower assortment.

We discovered a few things this past year about the space: The neighbor’s tree released lots of sap and leaves on the deck; Mosquitos liked hanging out in certain areas making it a pain to be outside without some sort of protection be it fire or a huge blanket; Ozzie did really well with the grass areas; I encountered some cute insects and butterflies and many curious robins; I planted too many wildflower seeds and they grew in a tangled fashion making it a sore sight in late summer; The zinnias provided an on-going source of flowers to cut and decorate the home with; and the basil was a graciously abundant herb that we shared and used until the frost ended its season in the fall.

This year, I’m being proactive about the garden, I’m checking out books from the library before the season starts and found a few YouTube channels to pull inspiration from. I’m growing lavender in pots from the seeds I harvested from gifted lavender sprigs and since lavender is a natural rat and mosquito deterrent I’m hoping that will solve some of our pest issues. I also want to clean up the beds from all the wildflower seedlings I crowded in there last year and shift my ambitions to focus on growing more greens and paying attention to color palette combinations.

I have reasonable hopes for this year’s yield and I’m hoping it will help set the tone for the following year. Elva from my ceramics class told me it’s taken her 20+ years to get her garden where it’s at. Sometimes it’s just trial and error, patience, experimentation, continued care and an effort to learn.

Video still from “Wendy’s personal video archives” August 8, 2023

In preparation for the Eclipse

In preparation for the Eclipse

Today I looked up what date 90 days before the Total Solar Eclipse is and discovered it was today. I’m preparing for this journey to the eclipse as a certain kind of rebirth. I’m not sure what this process will look like yet and I’m hoping my natural intuition will take over and guide the process. It could be a cleansing, a fast of some sort, a process of internal understanding, meditation. I’m unsure, but I suppose the coincidences have aligned to signal that today marks the first day in preparation of this journey.


Click for eclipse path video animation

Back from Oahu

Back from Oahu

This year for the holidays we decided to leave the cold Chicago weather and spend majority of December and our first days of 2024 in the island of Oahu visiting Miguel’s long-time childhood friend Jon and his fiancé Kanako.

Hawaiians have a long history with the cosmos. The first Polynesian explorers of the Pacific, who ventured the ocean, used the stars as a form of way finding and the moon to predict the tides among other things. Way finding using the night sky is part of the Weriyeng system used by the master navigators of Micronesia that remains one of the valuable forms of knowledge that has been retained in an increasingly technologically dependent world. Which is something that gives me hope to know when I ask myself how much natural knowledge is at risk of becoming lost or has been lost?

The stars and planets were very visible in the night sky of Oahu. During our time there Jupiter usually made the first appearances in the sky as the sun began to set and since we were lucky to be visiting during the full moon season, we saw the moon opposite to the setting sun. I learned that Hawaiian moon tracking cycles account for all 30 stages of the moon, each with a name and understanding. The 8th-10th night after the full moon, like clockwork, the jellyfish float closer to shore increasing the chances for a swimmer to get stung. The night of Pō Kāne/Kāne, the 27th night of the moon, the tide is lower and a belief that the veil of the spiritual world thins during this time. Mōhalu, the 12th night, the night before the start of the 4 full moons, is a night of low tide, for planting flowers that will be round and root vegetables, it is said that on this night what is hidden is meant to remain that way. Which may be in reference to something in the spiritual realm or simply be a mnemonic teaching device for the knowledge that rooted vegetables that grow in the darkness of the ground are meant to stay in that space on this night.

We visited during the Ho’oilo, wet season, mid November- early May, a time when the sun sets closer to the south produces massive stories-high waves in the North Shore of the island attracting surfers and typically being the time for surf competitions in Oahu. However, the west and east facing shores would produce comparably smaller waves for swimming. I took every possible opportunity to swim in the ocean during this trip. The lovely part of being on an island is being able to drive to a variety of beach experiences and witness the many behaviors of the ocean.

Island life was good, a few other friends also came to Oahu during our time there. On Christmas Eve, Jon’s friend took a group of people out on a boat, Jon dj’d some house, eventually a bunch of us jumped into the deep sea ocean to swim and watch the sun as it set on the horizon. Christmas Day we decided to go on a hike to Kuli Ou Ou and after a hectic trek up some seemingly endless stairs we were met with a beautiful view. New Years Eve we swam at Papa Oni Oni beach and the waves would push us in and pull us out. On one lazy day we hung out on the upstairs porch until the stars came out. Poke was good at any given spot (except for Speedway, I’m told) and the Seven 11’s have some pretty good takeaways for the road.

Unfortunately, I’ve become increasingly worst at documenting memories since my phone camera malfunctions earlier last year so I’m experiencing a bit of regret looking at my photo album. I did take some video footage on my video cam of the surfers at Bonzai beach so I may share clips of that at a later date. <3

Images from the book Fishers' knowledge in Fisheries Science and Management
Haggan, Nigel , Neis, Barbara , Baird, Ian G.
published 2007 (pages 128-131)

Kohala Center breakdown of Hawaiian Moon Phases here

Visions: In the path of totality

Visions: In the path of totality

I’ve been thinking about the eclipse more over the past two months. This will be my first time experiencing a Total Solar Eclipse and a special place near my heart happens to be on the path of totality. This image came to me two days ago. I felt the need to put it on paper and was able to finish these two paintings in a little over a day.

For more details on where to see the April 8, 2024 Total Solar Eclipse visit the resources below:

https://nso.edu/for-public/eclipse-map-2024/

https://science.nasa.gov/eclipses/future-eclipses/eclipse-2024/where-when/

“Visions: Renacer en la zona del silencio”. December 2023. Watercolor and Gouache on Cold Pressed Arches Watercolor Paper. 7” x 10”

“Visions: In the path of totality”. December 2023. Watercolor and Gouache on Cold Pressed Arches Watercolor Paper. 7” x 10”

2024 Wendy’s Annual Lunar Calendar

2024 Wendy’s Annual Lunar Calendar

Hi hi, I’m distributing my 2024 Artist Calendar soon. If you haven’t yet emailed me and would like a copy let me know. Here’s a sneak peek :) ______________________________

And if you want to keep up with the latest sky and cosmos happenings, highly highly recommend this resource: www.skyandtelescope.org

They have my favorite resource, sky charts where you can type in any day and it will tell you where the planets and stars were in the sky, if you type in you’re birthday you’ll probably discover that your sun was in fact not in your astrological sign on the day you were born, and most likely was in the sign prior to your known astrological sign. You can anticipate which planets will be visible and get a feel for how the stars in the night sky change with the seasons.

Other things available on sky and telescope include daily sky news, podcasts and informational resources.

An Unsettling Dream

An Unsettling Dream

It was dream within a dream. I stepped our of their home, it was night time and I was looking for my shoes that I had left on their upstairs patio. In the shadows I saw a rabbit. In its panic the rabbit ran towards me in between my legs as I stood there and stopped by my feet and froze there. I could tell it was scared, scared of people as rabbits are and I had spooked it with my presence. I wanted to calm it. I felt it’s body breathing in between my calves, it was rapid. I met it at its breath and tried to slow it down. The rabbit synced with my breathing and I felt it calming down and relaxing. I heard a sound behind me, from a pile of things on my back left side, but I couldn’t see anything in the shadows. A cat jumped out and in its quickness sliced the rabbit’s neck killing it. The blood sprayed on my legs. The dead rabbit laid at my feet. I felt like I had betrayed the rabbit, given it a false sense of security before its death. I was angry with the cat, I scolded it, but the cat’s instinct was to kill, it had done nothing wrong. I felt guilt for not having done more to protect the rabbit, whose trust I had gained in the last moments of life. Then another animal ran to me, not a rabbit but something else that I couldn’t remember when telling my mom in my dream and I can’t remember now as I write this. But in the same manner it ran to my feet and in the same manner the cat came out and killed it. Two animals laid on the porch covered in blood. It felt like a waste. What was the purpose of their deaths?

Mexico City, September 2021

Prairie Moon Sculpture Garden by Herman Rusch

Prairie Moon Sculpture Garden by Herman Rusch

We found ourselves on a roadtrip to Minneapolis this past week and we were able to cross this one off the list.

It’s not a place we would have drove 5 hours just to see, and I wouldn’t recommend anyone to drive an extensive drive exclusively with the purpose of visiting, but it was on our way so making the pit stop was easy.

Enjoy the photos, the bear was super cool and I personally loved the multi-arched sculpture, felt like something you could make a game out of.

On the property there’s a bio of the artist, Herman Rusch. In brief he was was an immigrant of Prussia and farm hand at an early age. He lived a very Midwestern life, farming most of his life until retirement. Retired, he purchased the Prairie Moon Pavilion in 1958, which he planned to convert into a roadside museum with taxidermies, fossils, and random oddities he got his hands on. It was during this year, in his attempt to fill his museum grounds that he began making these sculptures with scraps and rocks around the area. By 1974 at the age of 89 he had created 40 large scale sculptures. He was known for playing the fiddle in his museum and taking people on tours around the property. In 1979 he sold his property so he could have more time to fish and fiddle. And 6 years later, in 1985, 11 days after his 100 birthday he passed away.

It’s an odd property to find, located close to the Minnesota-Wisconsin border, Apple Maps absolutely refused to give us the directions to it, but I found it on Google and so here it is,

52727 Prairie Moon Rd,
Fountain City, WI 54629


Few other notes:
The drive to get there was chill, scenic with the Mississippi River and we passed some cute towns along the way. There was a few missing sculptures on the property, one of a man on a horse, along with one other, unsure of why they were missing. The pavilion looks like it could potentially be open for visitors, but it was closed when we arrived.

Perfect day to go would probably be on a clear sky day, you can find some nice scenery with the hills behind and there’s two picnic tables to make it a good rest stop location to chill for a bit on the way to your destination.

Remedios Varo

Remedios Varo

I came across her work this Thursday at the Art Institute of Chicago, It was all a lovely happenstance, much like many things in my life. Since seeing the show, I’ve found myself on a small deep dive learning more about her.

Her practice connected with me. She seemed like a woman captivated by alchemic thoughts and practices with a very interesting life lived in Mexico. I think there is something about the land there or the people that carry a contagious air of mysticism for those who encounter it. I find myself drawn to countless artists of different media who one way or another bring me back to this motherland.

The show is the first show of Varo’s work in the United States in over 20 years. It’s located on the second floor of the Modern Wing next to the cafe. And I very much recommend you view it. It is up until November 27.

Exhibition Details:
https://www.artic.edu/exhibitions/9935/remedios-varo-science-fictions

Images:
1.Still-life Resurrecting, 1963
2 & 3. Harmony, 1956
4. To be Reborn, 1960
5. Exerpt from her journal “How to Have Exotic Dreams”
6. Creation of Birds, 1957
7. Magic flight, 1956

Bottom: Portrait of Remedios Varo by Kati Horna, 1958

Video of Conversations: Remedios Varo AIC

The Birth of Venus

The Birth of Venus

In August, Venus began its shift from being an evening “star” to appearing in the morning sky. The morning sky has always been a lovely thing to witness from Chicago. Watching the colors come out over the lake until the sun decides to make it’s appearance.

Through a few happenstance occurrences, towards the end of the painting, I chose to highlight this Venus resurrection and celebrate my own birthday on September 2, which happened to be the last full day Venus was in it’s apparent retrograde motion. 

For the flower, I originally painted this Miltoniopsis Orchid. I’ve been fascinated by orchids since starting my small collection a few years ago through a gift from my friend Xerx. I was feeling drawn to the patterns the petals have on this species and painted this one into a sky scene, unsure of where the composition would lead me.

During my visit to ArtPrize in Grand Rapids this weekend I encountered a Coleus shrub that caught my attention. I had planned on painting the Coleus in a new scene of it’s own, but after pulling out my collection of started paintings. It felt fitting to incorporate it into my orchid painting, merging the two in an unlikely union that results in the vision of a spirit in flight.

Captions:
Image 1: “The Birth of Venus” painting by me :)
Image 2: Explination of Venus and star placements in the painting
Images 3-5 diagrams of Venus


Resource to accurate Sky map click the link:
https://skyandtelescope.org/interactive-sky-chart/

ArtPrize 2023

Wendy’s Charcoal Drawings
ArtPrize 2023

Special Exhibition at The old Morton Hotel space from September 14 through October 1 for this year’s ArtPrize in Grand Rapids.

Gestures of Love

Gestures of Love

A fond memory I carry with me is my mom carrying me in the shower. I remember it used to be a little treat when I would shower with her, she would pick me up, carry me to the water falling from the shower head and let the water hit my back. I remember it was so soothing to me, it felt loving and it made me happy.

When I was little I would occasionally wake up in an emotional cry during the night, the first time I recall it happening my mom was laying next to me, grabbed me in her arms and calmed me back to sleep, it was a gesture of love, and I remember feeling comforted and safe.

These are some of my early memories of love, treasures I collect in my mind and look back at fondly from time to time.

A list of artist sites I want to see in my lifetime

An on-going list of artist sites I want to see in my lifetime

Earlier this year I visited Intuit art center in Chicago, small museum of outsider art. I came to know of them a few years ago because they have a section on the artist Henry Darger, and if you haven’t looked into his story, it’s interesting, look him up.

On this visit they had an exhibition titled “At home with the Artists” by Ted Degner and is based on his 50 years of roadtripping around the U.S. visiting these off-the-map artists’ sites (show is up until Sep 4, 2023)

A few years ago I began the start of many more years ahead roadtripping through the world. Inspired by some of the homes listed in the exhibition, along with my own curiosity, I decided to compile an on-going list (with links) of some notable artist homes/ sites that I want to see in my life. Feel free to take from this list or send me recs if you think I’m missing any. Enjoy 🙂

Also to note, I visited Kohler, Wisconsin last weekend and came to realize that the Kohler Foundation has a Preservation section dedicated to preserving some of these art sites in the U.S. more on that here.


Love letters to me

Love letters to me

My birthday is coming up on September 2nd. And I have decided I want love letters for my birthday month. TONS of them. All around me, in all forms and all around the city.

I want to find a cute little inscription in the concrete walkway by the lake, a song written for me, a thoughtful little email, a dedication in the paper. I want to get hand written letters from my friends. To have a stranger write well wishes for me in the bathroom stall. I want to have little odes of love all over the city for me to come across. From all sources, big or small, I welcome it all.

So if you’re thinking of me, or just want to put a smile on my face, or like the idea of fulfilling my cute little birthday wish. Don’t be shy, make a little love note for me. And if you put it out in the world, let me know where to find it. whereiswndy@gmail.com.

Video still from “Wendy’s personal video archives” August 8, 2023

Promise to my mom

I was talking to my mom on the phone while I was doing dishes. I like to multitask when I talk on the phone, a little habit I have. I don’t talk to my mom very regularly, we keep up from time to time, there goes months where we talk 5 times over the phone, there’s months where we don’t talk at all. No real reason other than we just talk when we find the time or when one of us picks up the phone and calls and the other answers.

My mom was telling me about a family she had assisted a few weeks back, the family gets together every remembrance day of their loved one and prays a novena, a 9-day prayer for their deceased.

I am no longer religious, but I am a partial contributor to my mom’s religious journey and her religion is very important to her. So as I stood there washing dishes and listening to her tell me about how much she cherished helping this family complete their novena, I made her a promise. That if she were to die before me I would do a novena for her on every anniversary for the rest of my life.

I may find myself regretting making this promise some day. She accepted my promise, joking that if I ever break it she will come and pull my feet in the middle of the night, and we never want to disturb those at rest. So here it is, my promise to my mom.

Ex-votos by Frida Kahlo in Frida Kahlo’s house, Blue House, in Mexico City

Pleasure

Pleasure

There is something so beautiful about pleasure. I’ve been blessed in that I’ve always had a healthy relationship with it. It makes me happy and I actively seek it whenever I can. In many ways I think my life is guided by pleasure. In that way, the universe is so rewarding, it guides through pleasure.

The pleasure I seek in my life is many things, but in this case, sexual pleasure is what I’m thinking about.

From a very early age my mom found it important to talk to me about sexual pleasure. She raised me and would talk to me about her life. She emphasized the importance that I knew and understood my own sexual pleasure. This I am very grateful she taught to me at a young age. So from a young age I knew my pleasure and I treasured it.

The partners I’ve allowed in me, my past and my present, I have so because I’ve trusted them as ones I could fully enjoy the pleasure with, ones I wanted. I am grateful for that. Pleasure is such a beautiful thing, it’s part of the great joy of life and a journey full of discoveries and love <3

Video still from “Wendy’s personal video archives” July 12, 2023

Mini photo album

July 11-16
Mini photo album from Vegas + LA


Seeing the Mexico Gold Cup goal was such a treat :) Thank you Lilly!!!

My phone’s back camera is broken and I’ve been putting off fixing it, LOL so this is what I got :(

Full Frontal Pussy on a Saturday Morning?

Full Frontal Pussy on a Saturday Morning?

I visited Kenrick’s Meta solo show in LA this weekend. I’ve mentioned Kenrick on this blog before, he is a dear friend who I consider to be very wise. His presence and his words have many times brought me peace, I think he has that gift. Kenrick and I have kept up throughout the years, from our days commuting from the burbs to the city and back, bumping into eachother on the bus and the train to spend the time talking about life. I am very proud of him and his journey.

I didn’t really know what to expect going into the gallery. Kenrick is a very good painter. Just on a technical level, I love the way he paints. The openness and freedom, done in such a way that showcases skill, understanding of the medium and confidence. When all comes together, it’s something you have to see in person to really experience.

Walking into the gallery, the first image I was presented with, a woman with her legs up in the air, a pussy and black face. My first thought was that’s WILD, a later thought being “who the hell is buying that painting?” I walked around the gallery surrounded by the graphic images the paintings presented. I feel like I’m partially desensitized from graphic images, maybe that comes from art school, I think I’ve grown to expect to see many tabu things in the art world. That is partially why it is so important to exist. The images in this show explore some of the shadow spaces of the mind. Darker elements, that like nightmares, have their space and deserve their presence and meditation.

I am glad Kenrick has this space to explore, that there is this freedom of expression he has cultivated in order to give us images that explore these elements of humanity. It really is a show to see in person, if you are in the LA area or just have some cash to blow on a trip out there, highly recommend. He also has a show coming up in September in Paris this year, which like all his other shows I’m sure will be one worth seeing.

Kenrick Mcfarlane “Meta”
M+B Gallery in Los Angeles
July 7 - August 12, 2023


Images of Kenrick’s show from M+B gallery website
Copyright the artist

More images including THAT one on the gallery website here:

https://www.mbart.com/exhibitions/294-kenrick-mcfarlane-meta-m-b/overview/

 

Paintings by Kenrick Mcfarlane from left to right
1. “Majora’s Mask”
2.“I Get Those Goosebumps Every Time”
3. “Theaster’s Final Warning”