<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1037663451468374523</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:13:03.776-07:00</updated><category term='Introduction'/><title type='text'>Tribecca-art</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tribecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409456627323668657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SM0jJgESCQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fp6gYrByJ6I/S220/for+nctribecca+blog+9-14-08.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1037663451468374523.post-8321743651725081252</id><published>2009-09-08T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:53:19.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artwork or not???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, I have been thinking that art can take on many forms - creativity is analog.  (Thanks Nadine!).  I started this blog wanting to write about my artwork.  But I now realize that I am limiting myself.  I do so much more than draw or create visually. Yes there are pastels, pencils, photography, greeting cards, mouse pads and prints....  but there are also ideas, writing  - presenting in Toastmasters and dancing.  So I have decided that my blog is about what ever I want it to be.  I can just ramble and occupy a bit of cyber space. So much more productive than watching TV! I have about 40 hobbies... I think I will little by little talk about those.  Maybe I should rename the blog... Hmmm, What do you think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037663451468374523-8321743651725081252?l=tribecca-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/feeds/8321743651725081252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1037663451468374523&amp;postID=8321743651725081252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/8321743651725081252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/8321743651725081252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/2009/09/artwork-or-not.html' title='Artwork or not???'/><author><name>Tribecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409456627323668657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SM0jJgESCQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fp6gYrByJ6I/S220/for+nctribecca+blog+9-14-08.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1037663451468374523.post-3100740438102822978</id><published>2009-03-15T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:25:39.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes Yes and Yes - Dancers Portraits - an extension of my obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/Sb181Ioex8I/AAAAAAAAACk/cc0jGCUHO5M/s1600-h/blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/Sb181Ioex8I/AAAAAAAAACk/cc0jGCUHO5M/s320/blog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313540387659237314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay - I love to ballroom dance  and perhaps obsession is too strong a word....or maybe not... it certainly is a captivating, consuming, thoroughly engaging joy filled activity!  In addition to being very kinestetic - obviously - it is also very visual - it is after all a 'presentation of bodies'.  There are certain dance figures that are said to have 'lines', they are 'poses' and 'shapes' taken by the man and the women dancers (sometimes there are very interesting techniques in order to achieve them...more on that later perhaps).  Often the man is said to 'shape' the woman or a woman extends her 'line'... these are physical movements or 'holds' for presentation purposes. That is often the right time to get a picture that portrays the elegance of ballroom dancing.  This drawing was done from a 4x6 photograph.  The studio in which it hangs is called 'Classic Ballroom'.. so I created it in only black and white- pencil with indian ink touches (the man's shirt) - to give it that classic feel. Since in ballroom dance, it is the man's role to make the woman look good and stand out - I wanted to create that notion on the page and only colored the dress.&lt;br /&gt;I started working on this project because I like the shape of the body and there are many interesting ones in ballroom dance but also to be able to capture likeness.  It sort of took on a life of its own - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I now have approximately 12 portraits done and am working on my next series to be in the dance studio.  Hope to have them done next month!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037663451468374523-3100740438102822978?l=tribecca-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/feeds/3100740438102822978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1037663451468374523&amp;postID=3100740438102822978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/3100740438102822978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/3100740438102822978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-yes-and-yes-dancers-portraits.html' title='Yes Yes and Yes - Dancers Portraits - an extension of my obsession'/><author><name>Tribecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409456627323668657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SM0jJgESCQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fp6gYrByJ6I/S220/for+nctribecca+blog+9-14-08.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/Sb181Ioex8I/AAAAAAAAACk/cc0jGCUHO5M/s72-c/blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1037663451468374523.post-4775749401512359004</id><published>2009-02-11T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T18:11:24.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another kind of creation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SZOCH-g_HzI/AAAAAAAAACY/2VW3h5llGF0/s1600-h/B+7+New+Orleans+Street+Car.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SZOCH-g_HzI/AAAAAAAAACY/2VW3h5llGF0/s320/B+7+New+Orleans+Street+Car.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301724259897253682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This street car is not named desire.  It has no name.  This is a water color that orignated from a photograph that I took when I lived in New Orleans.  Ahhh what a town! It is almost Mardi Gras you know... Should I hop on a plane and join friends?...sooo tempting!   Then again, that is not what I should be talking about here :-).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This work hangs on the wall of dear friends that I met and grew to care about while living in New Orleans. I just like street cars. They are such an interesting way to travel.  Not quite a train, not quite a bus.  Lots of rattling and charm.&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of the street car that passed by my apt.  I called # 930  my car.  The funny thing is - years later I saw a picture in a restaurant that was car #930 with the same tree in the background.  If I could have bought that black and white print I would have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would really love feedback on this one.  Often it is the only one that people make note of when they visit my gallery. I don't know why? And to add to this intriguing bit of information. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Men notice it.  Women do not.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is just interesting and I wonder why. ... Any insights or comments - feel free to share!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037663451468374523-4775749401512359004?l=tribecca-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/feeds/4775749401512359004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1037663451468374523&amp;postID=4775749401512359004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/4775749401512359004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/4775749401512359004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-kind-of-creation.html' title='Another kind of creation...'/><author><name>Tribecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409456627323668657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SM0jJgESCQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fp6gYrByJ6I/S220/for+nctribecca+blog+9-14-08.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SZOCH-g_HzI/AAAAAAAAACY/2VW3h5llGF0/s72-c/B+7+New+Orleans+Street+Car.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1037663451468374523.post-7799883252556854945</id><published>2009-02-08T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T09:44:21.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A colorful face this time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SY8U01nCaHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/sb81nV_u41k/s1600-h/B+6+Womans+colorful+face.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SY8U01nCaHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/sb81nV_u41k/s320/B+6+Womans+colorful+face.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300478184414931058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This piece is a demonstration of how much I love working with colors!!! As well as how much I like drawing faces.  Perhaps this is why I am trained to see 'faces' in other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It must be in my blood or a genetic trait.  My sister is an amazing portraiture artist. (See &lt;a href="http://nadinerobbinsportraits.com/"&gt;http://nadinerobbinsportraits.com/&lt;/a&gt;  OR    &lt;a href="http://nadinerobbinsportraits.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://nadinerobbinsportraits.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of course artists have different styles and forms of self expression... but I have to say that I consider myself a wannabe artist :-) compared to her.  However, as you can see this doesn't stop me in the slightest from having the urges to draw, being attracted to color and wanting to learn more about different formats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that formats are often 'different vocabularies' in art.  Right now I feel comfortable with pencil and oil pastels.  And just like my french.. I am a bit rusty in watercolors. I can't speak a word of Russian or of 'oil painting' .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will be sharing more of the work with pencils in a next post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037663451468374523-7799883252556854945?l=tribecca-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/feeds/7799883252556854945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1037663451468374523&amp;postID=7799883252556854945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/7799883252556854945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/7799883252556854945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-piece-is-demonstration-of-how-much.html' title='A colorful face this time....'/><author><name>Tribecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409456627323668657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SM0jJgESCQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fp6gYrByJ6I/S220/for+nctribecca+blog+9-14-08.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SY8U01nCaHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/sb81nV_u41k/s72-c/B+6+Womans+colorful+face.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1037663451468374523.post-5075342057175119082</id><published>2009-02-07T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:36:27.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more face....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SY39dyFDbeI/AAAAAAAAACI/mSMp4DDUuwg/s1600-h/Face.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SY39dyFDbeI/AAAAAAAAACI/mSMp4DDUuwg/s320/Face.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300171024585944546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This face is a little less obvious and some folks will have to 'stretch' to see it and some will not see it at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And actually if I look closely I see two faces.  One under the horizontal branch on the right hand side.  Almost looks like a smiling ghost or smiling skeleton face.  The other is made up of the two snow covered rocks (in the middle - under the horizontal branch).  It appears to be more of a creature of some sort - almost alligatorish.  The brown bit of rock in the middle not covered by snow is the 'mouth' or part of the snout. The snow on the rocks makes it look like the eyes are only somewhat open - heavy eyelids in a way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes I know.... a very vivid imagination!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My next posting will be more of my artwork...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037663451468374523-5075342057175119082?l=tribecca-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/feeds/5075342057175119082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1037663451468374523&amp;postID=5075342057175119082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/5075342057175119082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/5075342057175119082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-more-face.html' title='One more face....'/><author><name>Tribecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409456627323668657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SM0jJgESCQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fp6gYrByJ6I/S220/for+nctribecca+blog+9-14-08.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SY39dyFDbeI/AAAAAAAAACI/mSMp4DDUuwg/s72-c/Face.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1037663451468374523.post-2359887635327188069</id><published>2009-01-28T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:23:53.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SYCq16X2EMI/AAAAAAAAABg/CjhTGKz1qGc/s1600-h/B+5+Snow+Face.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SYCq16X2EMI/AAAAAAAAABg/CjhTGKz1qGc/s320/B+5+Snow+Face.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296421004966760642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here we go again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was taking a walk after a small snow storm.  I brought my camera - of course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There was a small stream next to the walking path.  In the summer or spring I look because maybe I will get to see fish or turtles. This time I looked over the edge of the path and just smiled.  Nature was smiling back at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I look at this face and I see a bit of a 'joker' feel to it. Or perhaps a Mardi Gras masquerade look to it. I cropped it to look at just the face.  But I took different angles and also broader views. Not sure which one is best - the broader view has a different feel to it.  And those two mounds in front of the face - could those be his knees?  As this 'being' sits in the cold icy water - obviously enjoying himself - just look at the smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I sometimes delve a bit more into what 'story' these faces create in me.  The expression, the position, the surroundings serve as a prompts for a character - in a story.  This one creates less of a story for me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SYCtMyLMtXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/U73UCxvHAc8/s1600-h/B+5+larger+view+of+snow+face.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SYCtMyLMtXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/U73UCxvHAc8/s320/B+5+larger+view+of+snow+face.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296423596926481778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The reason I like to create the story is multi-fold.  One, it helps with the creative writing I also pursue (it exercises those story muscles), but it also keeps me curious and wondering. Finally, I think it focuses on something I really like in paintings.  Although they are a two dimensional representation of life, they can be deeper, they can create a feeling of movement but also can tell a story.  I often think about what is the story in my art.  At this time, I sometimes feel that my art is not a story. It is just a 'pop' of a visual pleasure.  Neat to see, drawn to the colors, perhaps interesting and intriguing..but not a necessarily a story with human interaction.  I am working on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyhow, right now I am just collecting these photographs as they come to me - as Nature has them show up.    I have some on my website (www.tribecca-art.com), some are not.  My goal is to perhaps one day put the whole collection in a small book.  And perhaps tell the story I see or even ask what story the reader might see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037663451468374523-2359887635327188069?l=tribecca-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/feeds/2359887635327188069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1037663451468374523&amp;postID=2359887635327188069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/2359887635327188069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/2359887635327188069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-face.html' title='Snow Face'/><author><name>Tribecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409456627323668657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SM0jJgESCQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fp6gYrByJ6I/S220/for+nctribecca+blog+9-14-08.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SYCq16X2EMI/AAAAAAAAABg/CjhTGKz1qGc/s72-c/B+5+Snow+Face.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1037663451468374523.post-4165918056737833386</id><published>2009-01-26T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:17:11.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asian Man in the Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SX5M2Qfcl8I/AAAAAAAAABY/HhglbNBzux0/s1600-h/B+4+Asian+face+in+rock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SX5M2Qfcl8I/AAAAAAAAABY/HhglbNBzux0/s320/B+4+Asian+face+in+rock.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295754706857793474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So do you see it?  Do you see the face in the stone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Usually when I hike, I look down making sure I step on solid ground.  Once in a while I look up to enjoy the scenery – I mean after all, I am going to enjoy nature.  Well, I looked up one day to find something looking back at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I see faces - in lots of things.  No, I didn’t say “dead people”… I said - faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A close friend once told me... "Maybe you shouldn't say that so loud".  I just smiled thinking "Come on - it is obvious that there are faces in all sorts of things around us."  I have subsequently learned - after having spoken to many and having conducted a very unofficial survey - that many do NOT see faces.   Okay, perhaps my mind now trained to look for them...I pick them out of cloth patterns and fronts of automobiles and much more. The ones that interest me at this time, are the nature made ones.  Like this 'etching in stone' I posted today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, that you do not think that I am not only naïve – but also nuts, I am truly NOT the only one that has these ‘visions’.  As a birthday gift, I received "Faces" by Francois and Jean Robert.  It is a small art photography book with faces found in all sort of wonderful objects, from a mop to an Ann Taylor bag.  It is sometimes delightful to not only see the face - but also the expression in it.   Furthermore, did you know that as humans we are genetically programmed to recognize the facial patterns?  So that as infants, we can begin to recognize our care takers.  Anyhow, of course these are all justifications for the simple truth that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'I see faces'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  and spend time looking for them and photographing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More to come!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037663451468374523-4165918056737833386?l=tribecca-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/feeds/4165918056737833386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1037663451468374523&amp;postID=4165918056737833386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/4165918056737833386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/4165918056737833386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/2009/01/asian-man-in-rock.html' title='Asian Man in the Rock'/><author><name>Tribecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409456627323668657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SM0jJgESCQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fp6gYrByJ6I/S220/for+nctribecca+blog+9-14-08.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SX5M2Qfcl8I/AAAAAAAAABY/HhglbNBzux0/s72-c/B+4+Asian+face+in+rock.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1037663451468374523.post-6635574200267582451</id><published>2009-01-25T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:19:50.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chiro Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SXzXI4jQeXI/AAAAAAAAABI/Luu-50IlcTE/s1600-h/Chiro+hands+1+blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SXzXI4jQeXI/AAAAAAAAABI/Luu-50IlcTE/s320/Chiro+hands+1+blog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295343809500051826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My latest.  It is for a chiropractic office.  Can you tell? I honestly never know where these pieces are going when I start.  That is why- I suppose - that I will start with one concept and then create something that I really don't like looking at.... and if I don't like it I trash it or pile it in my closet.&lt;br /&gt;  I guess if you formally train in art you learn how to plan pieces. I don't honestly know.  In any event as I was drawing the colorful spine, the paint was so gooey and interesting (it was an all purpose weather resistant gloss), that I felt called to paint my hand and make an impression with it.&lt;br /&gt;  Little by little, I simply felt like adding one shape or dot at 'this or that particular location' in the whole.  And as with all these types of my drawings, all of a sudden I start to like where it is going - it feels good to see it.  I then patiently wait in between each addition - I stand back; look at the whole; look for where something feels like it is missing.  I choose the color the same way.  Don't ask me where this comes from.&lt;br /&gt;  Well, I will be bringing it to the chiropractors office - this coming week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037663451468374523-6635574200267582451?l=tribecca-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/feeds/6635574200267582451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1037663451468374523&amp;postID=6635574200267582451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/6635574200267582451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/6635574200267582451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-latest.html' title='Chiro Hands'/><author><name>Tribecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409456627323668657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SM0jJgESCQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fp6gYrByJ6I/S220/for+nctribecca+blog+9-14-08.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SXzXI4jQeXI/AAAAAAAAABI/Luu-50IlcTE/s72-c/Chiro+hands+1+blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1037663451468374523.post-608226884678181494</id><published>2008-09-14T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T07:29:08.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduction'/><title type='text'>Greetings and I have NO idea what I am doing here....</title><content type='html'>A blog... well here goes! I feel like a grandma that just got introduced to a new technology.  I have no idea what I am actually really doing...but hey there is only ONE way to figure some of this stuff out and that is to plunge in and have fun feeling awkward.  Just like learning a new dance step I suppose.  You feel it is hard, you feel you look stupid..then you keep working it and then you realize you are doing it and you look back and remember "I remember when I thought that step was hard." &lt;br /&gt;Like right now I am typing this and have no idea how it will look or who will read this... assuming anyone will even find this.  Like I said, I feel like a grandma who thinks an ipod is the coolest new thing ever. :-)&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, enough with the insecurity ramblings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I named my blog Naive Creativity Tribecca-art for several reasons... one being the grandma effect. I do feel naive in this technology, but  also because of the new wave of creativity that has engulfed my life in the past 2 years or so.  I am not a trained artist by any stretch of the imagination, but I find myself drawn and involved in so many creative endeavors.  Drawing, dress design (for my dancing)...oh yes and dancing - ballroom dancing - my ultimate gorgeous, DELICIOUS  obsession, greeting card designs, writing, photography, gardening - and finding myself interested in learning how to edit videos...... Like a said a huge wave just hit me and considering I trained in the hard sciences (re: organic and analytical chemistry) - I feel naive when presented with all the tools found in this new world of creativity.  (Blogging is one example).  So here I go... ploof!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1037663451468374523-608226884678181494?l=tribecca-art.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/feeds/608226884678181494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1037663451468374523&amp;postID=608226884678181494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/608226884678181494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1037663451468374523/posts/default/608226884678181494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tribecca-art.blogspot.com/2008/09/greetings-and-i-have-no-idea-what-i-am.html' title='Greetings and I have NO idea what I am doing here....'/><author><name>Tribecca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01409456627323668657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XqY_EuOOmTo/SM0jJgESCQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fp6gYrByJ6I/S220/for+nctribecca+blog+9-14-08.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
