East Brunswick, NJ.
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"Yellow Pages" a self-portrait
Where do I begin?
A carved telephone book?
"let your fingers do the walking" went an old ad for the yellow pages...
these pages illustrate a transition
We all have beginnings! Mine didn't begin with me, nobody's does!
My father inherited a Chapel in the woods and got to be minister by default,
slid right into it, singing his off key heart out and getting my sister and I to come along for the ride.
I don't think it is important where people are in space or time. Somebody said "Let death have no
dominion", well that's how I feel. It doesn't. We work, play and communicate together, leaping boundaries all
the time. ( Good tried and true example: Libraries )
So what has this got to do with Digital artists? They possess skills which allow their creativity to take
multiple leaps past any art form previously expressed. New technology has unleashed creativity from a thing with
solid form to an idea in a virtual realm.
Houdini asks 100 people from an audience to come to the stage and stick out a finger to levitate a large
body and together ..lift !
Together we can levitate large projects barely trying.
The community draws value and inspiration from artists of all kinds.
Together, we are an engine for change, to re invent, to explore and problem solve.
HURRAH! Art is food, it feeds us! (Bread and Puppet
I began levitating unusual arts projects ( using who and what is all around), with Photoshop
and the Internet.
These projects were born beginning about 12 years ago with a project
using the photo copied images of hands and arms and even a few bones..
ARMS FOR ART, 1993 Close up of a small section
The collage of arms was 31 ft. wide and 12 ft high. For the few weeks leading
up to its assemblage, we made a call for photo copied arms and hands. Different color paper was welcomed. Different
sizes were welcomed. No quantity maximum was stipulated.
Seniors lined up at the YWCA in New Brunswick, chuckling that this was unusual and fun.
Children from New Brunswick's Head Start program were welcomed to Kinkos ( when it used to be across from the New
Brunswick train station ). The manager passed out paper and crayons and the children spread out across the rugged
floor and waited their turn to have their little hands photocopied in both black & white and color.
Michael Preston, from Middlesex, NJ made large 11" X 17" copies of his long ( and hairy arm ), 50
The night we began to assemble all the collected images, Mike came and sat in the hallway helping to cut them all
out like paper dolls.
We took his 50 arms and created a wave spreading out on one side.
It was the Arms for Art project which began to cut a path. I received envelopes of photo
copied hands in the mail from strangers. There was a feeling of being on target and a momentum going past myself as
though some flow or current had been tapped into.
the Wizard behind the projects
Below. A little more past history and development.
"Scream", Bronze, 12" X 8" X 5", 1987
( The bronze period ! ) When I worked at the Johnson Atelier Technical Institute of Sculpture, State of the Art
foundry in Mercerville, NJ, (1987-89), we were taught processes leading up to and including bronze casting. This
was a formative experience, as a cast could be endless variations in addition to a perfect and identical caste.
It was these variations that grabbed my attention.
Working along side serious and gifted sculptors from around the world was an educational experience in many
ways. We were all aware of the health risks and could see the effect that years or even months of working in an
unhealthy environment had on each other.
One of my most unforgettable experiences was when a sculptor whom I admired very much invited me to see a
storage area where his bronzes were kept. We drove over to an enormous old warehouse. Artists had created studio
space on all the floors. We went up the elevator and the door opened to an area of space maybe 3000 sq feet. In
the dusty, dim lighting we stood there silently seeing the hulking ton sculptures under grey tarpaulins, tied
In those wordless moments many things were said. I knew that each month the rent had to be paid for space like
that. I knew the cost in money and labor to produce the sculptures. I knew the wonder of the sculptures
themselves. I saw dinosaurs. Something going extinct.
Ten years between the bronze scream (above) and Tyeast's Piece (Below )
"Tyeast's Piece-Flower Power" 1997
46" diameter, Photo-copied images of Tyeast's fingertips, framed in cast hydostone.
This image is a composite poster showing "Tyeast's Piece" in the upper right corner, Tyeast
herself, (center), and her friend Alex (lower left) along with a guest appearance from the shark and the turtle,
and Chuck the puppy. (Almost forgot! that's me, Judy Wray, with the red hat.) Click the image for a larger view.
All these creatures were involved in creating during the 10 years between bronze sculpture and producing "Tyeast's
Piece" and others below. (The shark leaped off Ginny Wick's ocean mural, if you
pull up " Plastique-the Ocean Show", you can see him again, where
he is supposed to be, but he peels off and there is no stopping him now. He goes anywhere he wants).
Chuck the puppy was around at the beginning when we made clay impressions of Tyeast and Alex fingerprints. When
it came time to pour the plaster in the clay impressions, the mold sprouted several leaks. White fluid gushed
out all over, and Chuck rushed in to lap it up. Tyeast saved the day by plugging leaks with one hand and fending
off Chuck with the other.
Now the turtle.
The turtle has always been around, it seems. From the time my dad would drive down country roads, bringing
turtles home, over and over again, in all shapes and sizes. The turtle is a symbol and a friend, of steadfast
persistence, showing up everywhere, even on doorsteps in far away places.
Click image for large view
56" diameter, Styrofoam, velvet
satin, plaster of Paris and Crayola crayons.
"Floating" was a piece created in reverse logic, using negative space. The problem was digging out the 3-D
shadow of the fish images, then pouring in a solid to catch the ghost of the shape. The rest of the forms grew up
around them. Styrofoam puzzle pieces.