Favorites? by Conor Edwards

For my new website, I was recently asked to delineate a few of my favorite pieces. And I had a hard time of it.  I enjoy all of my pieces on varying levels because they each, in their own way, taught me something: about themselves, about the art, about engineering, about looking and perhaps most importantly about thinking. I find it a difficult task, made harder by the fact that I may see something new every time I review them to fulfill the goal in this process.

Perhaps it is the word favorite. Maybe that is the restrictor here. The implication is the best, precious, something to cling to, favored. What if instead of favored there was a list of Today’s Specials? Or given my lack of propensity for writing often- Weekly Specials. What do you think?

Let me know,

Thanks,
Nanci

Come & See by Conor Edwards

K, I know your not surprised, but, I just fall off the deep end when it comes to writing this blog o” mine. 

I’m able to take a break from the studio after a big final push for my show with Jay Knapp. The show opens August 28th at the Janice Charach Gallery in W. Bloomfield , Mi  Should be a great, interesting one.  If you are in the area, stop by and check it out.

Being able to shut down the studio this week after delivering the pieces has been kinda great. I can clean it out and reorganize, get to all the things I pushed aside in order to keep the beat going and work. But most of all- I get to refresh. Important! 

Try & make the show

Nanci

I Forgot by Conor Edwards

Hey, I forgot to tell you – GREAT NEWS!!!

A couple of weeks ago, a new line of wallpaper I designed in collaboration with Detroit Wallpaper was introduced. There are nine designs with 4 different colorways for each.  Three are based on sculptures, six are based on photographs that Allen and I create. They are incredible!!!(If I do say so modestly myself)

Working with the team at Detroit Wallpaper has been a great experience and I look forward to a wonderful partnership with them. Check it out when you get a chance.

Thanks,

Nanci

More Space Hooray!!! by Conor Edwards

August 24,2015

I broke down a wall or two to add space in the studio. Added more shelving and a sink that works beautifully. There is plenty of dancing room now!!! I’m lucky and happy !!! What a combination! But, hey still built a piece that fits between the floorboards but needs a hole cut into the ceiling to fit …ahhhh well , you can’t have everything.

So it Goes,

Nanci

A Good Thing by Conor Edwards

So, this past weekend “Diva” won an award! She came in second place at the Anton Centers “Michigan LXII”. It was pretty exciting and I must say I really loved it! It was a bonus prize. Not only was she accepted into the show but she received further acknowledgement by coming in second place!

Sweet – I’ll take it.

Talk to you later,

Nanci

A Toast by Conor Edwards

A new year bringing: new snow, fresh thoughts, new starts, continuity and the marvels of technology coupled with the familiarity of the old and the wisdom of knowledge.

New pieces dancing in my head, sometimes wishing I could wake up and they would present themselves on a table in the studio.  Art, magically formed, created and induced in the semi conscious state of slumber, fabricated by elves in my sleep. Sweet thought eh?

A toast to the New Year!!! To all the triumphs and possibilities, learning curves, but most of all to life! Enjoy!

Talk to you later,

Nanci

I Know, I Know by Conor Edwards

So, here I sit, humbled by the fact that it has been way to long since I wrote in this blog. I have pushed writing these thoughts to the back burner or perhaps never getting around to actually putting pen to paper or text to computer is the real reality. Doesn’t matter. I just tend to blow it off. And, I’m regretful, because I know on so many different levels this shouldn’t be the case. But it is. And I know better.

Just Found This: We Walk by Conor Edwards

Cleaning up my desktop, I just found this.  I reread it and hey, it still applies sometimes so here it is:

The majority of our daily lives, we walk through life with senses assaulted. Our ears pealed to the sounds of street noises accompanied with the blatting of lawn mowers or snow blowers. If we are fortunate, and usually it occurs on a rare occasion, the sounds of the nature lull us through our day.  The touch of fabric, another being, and even the steering wheel beneath our fingers is taken for granted, not even felt.  Smells, I’ll grant you are hard to ignore. At least when it is stinky, an action is usually taken, but what happens when it is not? Taste, well that sometimes becomes an auto function. We tend not to take the time to savior, unless of course you allow yourself the pleasure and the advantage of time. Then there are the visual cues of life. We walk through life not seeing, just reacting in a rote way to our surroundings. Not good. Ignoring the senses and living in a robotic way is not good.

Have the best day and really own it!

Nanci