Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Opening of the Standing in the Shadows (no more) exhibition at Ashe Cultural Art Center March 6,2015

 
Well we are coming around the closing our our workshops at Ashe Cultural Art CenterShadows no More last day will be January 27th,2015.  I'll then have the fun and the honor to document the quilts and prepare to mount the show on March 3nd.


The Ashe Quilt~ Karel Sloane Boekbinder,artist





 
The opening reception is on Friday March 6th. 

Addendum:  I am delighted to say that our Standing in the Shadows workshops have now become part of Ashe's family!

We have now become "Lydia's Purple Cloth Comunity Group". You are invited to participate in the classes held every Tues from 6-8pm at Ashe.







 
 
Part of the vision for Standing in the Shadows (no more) was the foundation for not only these women but others to examine in a creative way a desire not to be swallowed up by shadows, either ones of their own makings but also dynamics others try to force them into.  Quilting, a millineum old tradition dating back to ancient Africa & China is being used as that jump off point. For many, this was a safe, soothing yet forceful way to articulate sometime what could barely be thought of let along being spoken of.
 
Shadows don't always have to be somethng formidable... sometime it is a quiet yearning, a secret desire to do things a bit differently, to try or embrace smething new or see yourself in a different light. 

Now we will have as a sister companion exhibition opening a few days later at Galerie 1501 located at 1501 Canal Street the "Lydia's 1st Purple Moon: You are Ish-Shah" (Hebrew for woman) exhibition that will run from March 10th-May 10th.  You wil see many more pieces of these talented women, other women artists and their allies there in support to the "Standing in the Shadows No More"


 




 

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

And the Lioness Spoke...

Lydia's Purple Cloth Quilting Community: And The Lioness Spoke
Jacquelyn Hughes Mooney

(Each Tuesday) | 6:00-8:00 p.m.
NO CLASS February 17, 2015 - Mardi Gras
Ashé Cultural Arts Center | 1712 Oretha Castle Haley Blvd., NOLA
Free and open to the public

Quilting continues! We're excited to have more time to work on creations that will hang, not only at Ashé, but also at the Galerie 1501, a pop up gallery located at 1501 Canal Street . How's that for motivation?   The focus in the name change with the classes becoming part of the Ashe's regular lineup is on Lydia, Biblical figure, who was a seller of purple clothShe was very hospitable Christian woman, entrepernurial, creative, quite prosperous, and a visionary. She sold her wares  to the rulers of her time, the clergy and the wealthy.
 
 
The color purple, in ancient times, was and still is a difficult process to produce.  Having that skill allowed Lydia to provide not only for herself sn d her household, but the community around her.  That is why the renaming of the class as such is appropiate.
 
 
The talented quilting class participants are still creating incredible pieces. Bring your imagination and join in the fun for a series of quilting workshops led by visual poet artist Jacquelyn Hughes Mooney. These workshops will provide participants with opportunities to incorporate their own compelling personal stories as they produce vibrant, jazzy, contemporary, quilted textile collages. Finished quilts will be formally exhibited at the Ashé Cultural Arts Center opening March 3-April April 24,2015 entitled "Standing in the Shadows (no more)". 
 
 
 It will also have a second component at the  Galerie  1501 on Canal Street located in the historic Texaco building.  That exhibition entitled "Lydia's 1st Purple Moon: A Seasoned HeART is located at 1501 Canal Street from March 10-May 10,2015...


www.ashecac.org
 
 
 
 
 Karel Sloane Boekbinder,artist

 






 
 
  No sewing experience necessary.Every couple of months there will be a specific theme.  For February & March, it will be: "And the Lioness Spoke".  March is Women's History Month & April is National Quilts and National Poetry Month.
 
 Be sure to bring a pair of fabric scissors, and if you desire, fabrics you can share at this communal event. For more information, call (504) 569-9070
 




 

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Standing in the Shadows (no more) exhibition at Ashe Cultural Art Center March 6,2015




Works in progress for the upcoming Standing in the Shadows (no more) quilting exhibition opening during Women History Month and running through April.  This is simply a teaser of the phenomenal work coming out of the quilting workshops by the same name.

This lovely work is designed and created by Karel Sloane-Boekbinder and is a work in progress.  You'll have to see it in completion at the exhibit opening March 6,2015 on Oretha Castle Haley Bl in Center City.


For futher info you can contact curator Karel Sloane-Boekbinder at Ashe: 504-589-9070 or www.ashe-cac.org.

You can also contact the curator/workshops facilitator, Jacquelyn Hughes Mooney ar rhythmnhues@gmail.com or via this blog.

There will be a second exhibition entitled "Lydia's Purple Cloth" coinciding at Galerie 1501 opening March 10th-May 10th.  The pop up gallery is located at 1501 Canal Street downtown New Orleans.


Information to follow.








































































Saturday, January 24, 2015

So You Know...

 
I thought this was an incredibly touching and reflective piece by Mr. Tyler Perry.
Tyler Perry
 

Hey guys,
Yes, this is a long one but don’t act like you don’t have two minutes to read it. LOL.
 
I remember being a very young little boy going to visit my Grandmother. Everybody called her Aunt May. It was always a trip I enjoyed because she had the most interesting things around her house. She had things I had never seen before, like an old washing machine on the back porch where you fed clothes through the wringer. I got my hand caught in it one time; not a good feeling, lol. I also remember her wood stove and her outhouse. She didn’t have indoor plumbing at the time. When I would arrive there with my parents I would jump out of the car, run past the chickens, and up the old wooden steps into the old rundown 4 room house. It looked to be leaning from the outside, and on the inside, there was newspaper stuffed in the cracks of the wall. I loved the faces on the black and white comics hanging out of the walls. It made my heart happy, but my hands would get slapped if I pulled them out, especially in the winter. I didn’t know that was the insulation. The house had no heat. In the front room of the house there was this very old man in a bed. His skin was like bronze, and to my little boy eyes, it looked like a million wrinkles ran through it. When he would open his eyes, I’d see that they were grey and faint. His name was Papa Rod. That’s all I knew about him until I was told that he was born a slave. Of course, I didn’t know what that meant at the time. I was too busy studying the quilt that was covering his body to pay attention, to tell you the truth. This quilt looked as if it had millions of colors and millions of patches to my little boy eyes. I thought to myself, “that is an ugly quilt? Why didn’t my Grandmother go to Kent’s or TG&Y (if you know these stores you’re telling your age, lol) and get a good quilt like my mamma had? What is this raggedy thing?” Later on that night, when we would go to bed, my Grandmother would bring lots of these homemade quilts that she had made from her old dresses and scraps and put them on the bed for us. I thought to myself, “all these quilts are ugly, they smell like mothballs, but my it sure is warm.”  
 
When I was about 21 I decided to move away, and guess what, here came my mother giving me one of my Grandmother’s quilts. By then, I had an appreciation for the hard work that went into making it. So, I appreciated it, but I was still a bit embarrassed by it. I took the quilt with me to Atlanta. I not only used that quilt to keep me warm at night, especially when I was sleeping in my car, but I used it when I had to get on the ground to work on my car. Now don’t get me wrong, it was special to me because my Grandmother had made it, but when you’re in a struggle nothing has much value. So, I would use it for whatever and whenever I needed it. Most of the time it was thrown in the trunk for wrapping tools or thrown in the closet until I needed it.  
 
Not long after I moved to Atlanta things got really bad. I remember coming home from work one day. I was behind on my rent, and the sheriff had evicted me and set all my things out on the street in the rain. I drove up shocked, and I got out of the car trying to get all the things of value that were left that my neighbors hadn’t picked through. In my mind, they had taken everything of value, but there on the ground was my Grandmother’s quilt. I used it as a bag. I put as many of my clothes in it that I could and stuffed it into the car and left. I went to a storage company and put what few things I had left in storage and started trying to find a place to live. 
 
Stay with me. I’m going somewhere with this. A few months later, I couldn’t afford to pay the storage bill. So, I just let it go, losing everything in storage including the quilt.
 
Now, let me take you to my deeper point. A few years ago, I saw a familiar looking quilt. It looked just like the ones that my Grandmother had handmade. It brought back so many memories. I knew it wasn’t the same quilt, but I also knew that somebody’s grandmother or great-grandmother had made that quilt and I was embarrassed that they had taken such good care of it. As I was studying the lines and the stitching I got a lump in my throat. It looked so much like my Grandmother’s work. What was so surprising to me was that the very quilt I thought was so ugly through my little boy eyes, as a man, I realized that I was looking at a masterpiece. I asked the curator about the quilt, and she started telling me the story. This woman, who no doubt didn’t know anything about my Grandmother, was telling me my history. She was describing my Grandmother’s quilt. She said it was made by an African American woman and that her family had kept it for years. All of the fabrics dated back to different times in history. There were patches from dresses and her rags from the civil war to the civil rights era. As I was taking it in, I had to ask her what it was worth. She told me that this quilt wasn’t for sale because the family didn’t want to sell it. They knew the value, but she said you could get a few of these limited and rare quilts with this kind of history for around twelve thousand to one hundred thousand dollars each. My jaw hit the floor. I was so embarrassed that I had this treasure in my house, in my possession, in my life, and I had treated it like a rag. What a lesson for us all.
 
It made me think about us as humans. We are so much more valuable than a material thing, but sometimes in life we have people in our lives that should be treated like treasures. Instead, we discard them and treat them like rags, like my Grandmother’s quilt. We only use them when we need to be warm or comforted. Like that quilt, we think they’re worthless until we need them, and like that quilt, it takes somebody else to point out their value to us after they are gone.  
 
If you are like that quilt, and you are being treated like you don’t matter or being pushed aside and used only when you are needed, stop letting that happen to you. You are worth more than the people that created you know. My Grandmother had no idea that one day her quilts would be worth millions. She had lots of them. She created it and didn’t know, which tells me that it’s possible for your parents not to know that you are a treasure. Like that quilt, you are beautiful in your patches, and it took all of those patches to make you whole and who you are. Each one of them represents something in your life that you’ve been through. Wear them with pride. Like that quilt and its thread, something held you together through it all. Like that quilt, even if the people that you give warmth to are not giving you the care you need, you still have value beyond what they know. Like that quilt, you are made from fabrics that have endured and seen more than most people could imagine and you’re still here. Like that quilt, if someone who is immature can’t appreciate your beauty, I’m sure a grown up will. Like that quilt, you are a treasure. Your story matters. I wish my Grandmother’s quilt would have come with a label telling me how special and valuable it was and would be. Then the young foolish man that I was would have known how to handle it, to treat it with care. But unlike that quilt, you have a voice. Use it. Start demanding that you are treated like the treasure that you are!
 
I love you,
 
God bless.
 
Tyler
 
 


 
 






 

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

There will Be (no More) Shadows to Stand in...Standing in the Shadows open March 6,2015



 
Well we are coming around the closing our our workshops at Ashe Cultural Art CenterShadows no More last day will be January 27th,2015.  I'll then have the fun and the honor to document the quilts and prepare to mount the show on March 2nd.
 
The opening reception is on Friday March 6th.  We wil have included at the reception the spoken word artist Dale Duvernay, the sooth jazz stylings of Nomad Theory among others for the reception.
 
Part of Standing in the Shadows (no more) was the foundation for not only these women but others to examine in a creative way a desire not to be swallowed up by shadows, either ones of their own makings but also dynamics others try to force them into.  Quilting, a millineum old tradition dating back to ancient Africa & China is being used as that jump off point. For many, this was a safe, soothing yet forceful way to articulate sometime what could barely be thought of let along being spoken of.
 
Shadows don't always have to be somethng formidable... sometime it is a quiet yearning, a secret desire to do things a bit differently, to try or embrace smething new or see yourself in a different light. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Monday, January 5, 2015

Hot Diggity Dog! Seasoned en Vieux extended!

#nomadtheory #music  #arts #nolamusic
Nomad Theory, New Orleans
 
Wonderful news!The exhibition will be extended to January 27th, all thanks to the Dunkin Donuts franchise owners! 

Secondly, we will have the smooth jazz sounds of Nomad Theory performing to round out the event.  The date will be announced shortly.

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Seasoned en Vieux exhibtion Winding Down in 10 Days

As we entered the last 10 days of Galerie 1501's Seasoned en Vieux, I am reflecting on how much sucess we, the artists have had with this show.
 
This last 10 days gallery  hours and days will be Tuesday-Saturday January 6-10th and Monday January 12, Tuesday January 13 from 11-4p.  Or by appointment.
 
The pop up gallery will reappear somewhere in the next few months.
 
I have another exhibtion, Standing in the Shadows (no more), opening at Ashe Cultural Art Center March 3rd in Center City with the opening reception March 6th an then on Sunday March is the 2nd of the "Seasoning" series