. recorders for eyes .

recording memories 

and eavesdropping on dreams

somewhere in the back of my mind

her eyes are recorders

{layered painting collage on paper}

somewhere in the back of someone else's dreams ..

sounds of movements

 

a story of a diorama of an art exhibition

when I lived in Portland

I opened a small art gallery and museum

called  Musee16  ~A diorama of an art exhibition 

{art by Chris Lawson}

it was on the corner of 16th street 

in an old pharmacy 

next to a happy creperie

everyday I looked forward to sitting in the

calm gray blues of the walls

surrounded by old windows

that the rain would pour down on

listening to things like Moondog ,

Red Norvo , Francois de Roubaix

and Syd Barrett and installing artworks

while the streetcars would pass by

organizing objects and collections of things  ,

 rotating themes and collaborating

with so many splendid artists

getting to meet the inspiring

people that would wander in out of the rain

and share their interesting stories

 

{art by Chaim Garcia}

some of the artists and I

would trade pieces when the exhibit had ended 

I still have a piece by Chris and one of Chaim's pieces

up on my wall 

now in my living room

. she sat by the sea . bath tub recording .

she sat by the sea

and thought about Jupiter 

it was sparkling floating next to the moon

I spent a while mixing this blue

using four different colors 

inspired from a dream I had

the other night

 

sitting in the bath tub with 

my recorder and sounds

closed the door and the window

and made this with

an old photograph I collected

and drew on

 

recording dreams

recording dreams

with imaginary devices

and listening to the sounds

of the invisible 

static 

mixed media layered collage painting

prints are available in the shop)

shifting things around 

and listening to Can

in the background

of the studio this morning 

 

. shoes with gold . transmitters .

shoes with gold

transmitters

so that I can

hear you better

sitting by the edge

of the pool

(mixed media collage painting)

the print is available in the shop )

https://www.etsy.com/shop/NoelleMaline

 

. eyes and electrical currents .

a few things I worked on last week 

inspired by last month's slow

moving pace

and at the same time

moving like an

electrical current

I have set up a sound system

a few cassette recorders and microphone

a turn table with a broken waltz

in the bathtub

and recorded the sounds

from the pipes under 

the house 

(the full field recording is on the website)

it's more like a sound . a book of ghost portraits

It's more like a sound .. 

a book of ghost portraits

 that I made during our remote-ness 

and days of long lingering unknown

This small book of 20 pages 

is filled of ghost portraits

 painted with layers of gouache , cut paper and ink on paper

Its is a 5 x 7 soft cover book that has a thick card stock feel

and printed on 100% recycled archival paper

I am happy that it is now available for purchase in the shop )

 

For purchase in the shop ~

https://www.etsy.com/listing/978113220/ghost-portraits-book-by-noelle-maline?ref=shop_home_active_1

ghosts of imaginary friends

 these last few months 

especially the weeks 

 and the days 

 have seemed like a collective challenge

and an experiment of how much one 

can endure

through all of this 

that is going on 

being in now 

in a world of uncertainties

for months

has found inspiration in visiting

imaginary friends , ghosts of the past

and memories of others

Ghost of ione

{gouache paint ink mixed media collage on paper}

 Imaginary friend

{gouache paint ink mixed media collage on old photograph}

these new pieces are quiet moments 

taking bits of contemplation

 to step away from the news of the world

 setting aside time 

 sitting in the studio each day

and visiting these friends 

A ghost and stairs

 A ghost 

An in-between the

dark days of

October November

mixed media collage gouache paint and ink on paper

by noelle maline

October ghost

I'm a ghost

 

October November 

the longest months

I'm a ghost

mixed media

gouache and paint on found cabinet card

Signals floating on a telephone in the sky

There are a few new lovely things in the art store . I really
like one . The colors . Her black arm band and the
waves below fit nicely on this rectangle .
 Signals floating . Floating signals .



A little communication box . She is in the store
and there are a few other things that she looks good on in
the store also )

Art . Prints and other things

the sky . one and two .

The other day .. working in the studio . painting the walls
with powder paint and gesso . organizing boxes . the light is just right
in the mornings . a little haze of shade from the half windows and the
pepper trees . paper walls with masking tape from an installation
a few years back .

The parallel worlds we are living in and have been .. are hovering over
us like . reminders of the fog and somewhere in the in between .

mixed media on paper . The sky one and two .

(~sounds from the back of my mind in the back of the studio)

all mine .

Echoes .

Levitation in a box .
Today's mixed media small work
from my desk in the studio .
Her echoes float .



Ink , paint , old photo .
in an upside down world .

Wires . Static and Telephone Poles

Through the wires and the static .

Under the telephone poles .

upside down 

the other place

messages

dark clouds

two plus two

a few of my recent ones .

mixed media 

communication 

language

. Farewell before and welcome the next

Welcome the new decade .
The next ten years with new art and sounds ,
walks in nature and taking care of it ,
patience and moving softly through things ,
good films , good friends and talks dispersed
with current affairs , sadness , silence
and laughter . Finding inspiration and inspiring .
Reading new books (and old favorites)
Finding new places to visit .. Adventurous places
here and far .

Hello 2020 . Slow , smooth , soft , steady , sane .

(P.s.. last night for New years eve and the last night
of the decade , we picked up crepes for dinner ,
watched The Girl on a Motorcycle and hung out with
the little animals in our warm cabin by the sea .
And while watching the movie ..
I couldn't help thinking about Marianne Faithful
                                                    and the strange obstacle filled life she has led .
                                                    This image of her singing alongside David Bowie
                                                    is somewhere in the back of my mind .)