NEW BLOG!!

Dear Readers,

I just started a new and improved blog:  www.karenremusgeniusbillionaire.blogspot.com, and I sincerely hope that you will follow me there.

Every post contains a new drawing or painting and a short story--usually both comedic.  Shatner just wasn't doing it for me anymore.  I think I have grown.

Thanks again for your support!!

Love,
Karen

Taking a Break

Dear Readers,

Thank you for following my blog.  I wanted to let you know that I'm taking a break for a while.  I'm all Shat out at the moment.

I will resume when I think of something worthwhile.

Thanks again,
Karen

Dancing SHATNERCLAUS has a message for you!

Santa Yourself - I am dancing Santa and I have wish for you.

Support Your Library: Use "Geek" as a Verb

I work as a Public Library Reference Associate, and I LOVE IT!  Our library has taken part in a national campaign called "Geek the Library," which highlights the fantastic, free, and incredibly diverse resources that public libraries offer.  One hundred and twenty eight people--library employees and local celebrities--were photographed with things we "geek" (or love), which the library supports.  These photos are appearing on billboards, in newspapers, and online, encouraging people to visit and support the library.  So there I am, above, showing what I "geek."

The website www.geekthelibrary.org, explains in greater detail how "geek" became a verb.  "Get your geek on at the library!" is the organization's slogan. There must be a fine line between "geek" and "freak" these days, as sometimes they are used interchangeably.

When I first heard about the campaign, I was skeptical, because I had understood a "geek" to be a carnival performer who bit the heads of chickens and/or snakes.  Indeed, this is one of the first definitions listed in Webster's dictionary.  However, once I saw examples of the photos, and the wide range of things people "geeked," I changed my mind.  It's harmless fun and it supports libraries, so why not?  I didn't have to bite the head off of anything.

It is Finished!





"Blue Self Reflection," by Karen K. Remus, Copyright 2012
Acrylic on Canvas, 26" x 53"

How do you know when a painting is finished?  Especially an abstract, expressionistic thing for which you had no specific "destination" in mind to begin with?

In the case of this painting, I was finished before I knew it.  Not that I did it quickly--no-sir-ee!  This thing took YEARS, on and off.  It started out vertically as a window block intended to cover a depressing, dark, barred, window in a prison-like Chicago apartment in 2003.  Then we moved, (window idea out the window), and it turned into a "sun over water" scene, still in the "portrait" position.  That went nowhere, so it flipped horizontally, and became the story telling "triptych" that it is today.

I started with the skeletons conversing on the left and the "blue self" looking back on that interaction.  I got stuck on that for a while, because I couldn't figure out the "style," or degree of "finish" or overall look I wanted to achieve.  I also didn't know what the third "panel," or the area to the right of blue self would contain.  That part represented the future.  I experimented with different things--heads mainly--that didn't work.  Then I got MAD at it.  I attacked with ratty brushes and pallet knives, and colors straight out of the tube.  I told myself "I don't give a shit!"  And then it started to come to life.

Then the "sparkler" idea came to me.  I didn't think of it as a sparkler at first, but that's what it ended up looking like, so that's what I call it.  I think the sparkler and the dubious environs surrounding it causes my friend Dalton to call this painting, "Fourth of July in Hell."  If he sees it that way, more power to him!

But my feelings about this painting are not hellish.  Well, maybe a little, regarding the skeleton interaction, but on the whole, I see it as a positive statement.  The blue figure looks back on the past and evaluates it, while ahead, waits a bright future where she can use what she has learned.  

But back to the issue of "when it was finished."  After painting the "hand" beneath the sparkler, I had no idea what to do next, so I put this painting away, frustrated, for months and didn't look at it.  Then one day, I looked at it and thought, "I have nothing more to say or paint with regard to this.  It is done."  At it was!  That's what I meant when I wrote, "it was finished before I knew it."

So now, it's hanging in my living room.  Sometimes I think it's too busy.  Sometimes I think it's too dark--or I should put a blue/violet edge on the hand.  Sometimes I tell myself to stop criticizing and just accept it as another experiment.  If I want something different, I just need to do another painting.  

I'm through with those skeletons on the left.  One was me as a young, naive art student, and the larger one was a teacher who should have realized and respected that.  Old enough to know better but too desperate and egotistical to care.  Now he's just old.  A big old phony who ended up in my painting, and now, I'm done with him and all of the crazy mental and emotional tentacles that wove their way throughout my psyche.  Eradicated like a heart worm.  Have you ever seen a heart worm?  Our vet has an advanced one in a jar of formaldehyde in her office.  EEEEEEEWWWWW!

Someone + Someone = Someone Else

by Karen Kay Remus
Copyright 2012

Installment #2

Alternate Title:  What's Happening to Dr. Oz's Face?

Obviously, the anti-aging guru is getting little lifts & injections here and there, but lately, when combined with heavy make-up, this dude is starting to look Dr. Odd.  The photo of him below isn't even the most extreme example.  My equation here isn't as dead-on as "Installment #1" (see previous post), but it gives you the general flavor of what I'm trying to express...

Someone + Someone = Someone Else

By Karen Kay Remus
Copyright 2012

Installment #1

I'm always looking at people and thinking, "He or she looks like a cross between so-and-so and what's-'s-face,"  and I am always DEAD ON.  So I decided to start documenting these observations as I discover them.

The first is entitled, Tom Cruise + Jackie Kennedy = Mary Kennedy (no blood relation)