<?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-1664907478359907005</id><updated>2011-12-26T23:22:49.717-08:00</updated><category term='Top'/><category term='Starting New Things'/><category term='Small Paper Studio'/><category term='Bottom'/><category term='ED JR. Painting in Yves Klein Blue'/><category term='Joe Fig&apos;s Table Top Sculpture of Amy Sillman&apos;s Studio'/><category term='CoLaboratory Opening September 9'/><title type='text'>Studio Practice</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-4924348517654647087</id><published>2011-11-27T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T13:14:35.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallow Fields</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INUpQcYr3Ao/TtKnzLUp0lI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YMUQU0PWSu8/s1600/IMAG0661.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INUpQcYr3Ao/TtKnzLUp0lI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YMUQU0PWSu8/s400/IMAG0661.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679786577722200658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my two shows have closed, I have done very little in the studio, except organizing, class prep and preparations for my upcoming trip to India. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am relishing my time with my girls, Merry and Bridgit, pictured here with me on the beach examining a wonderful driftwood assemblage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-4924348517654647087?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/4924348517654647087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=4924348517654647087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/4924348517654647087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/4924348517654647087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2011/11/fallow-fields.html' title='Fallow Fields'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INUpQcYr3Ao/TtKnzLUp0lI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YMUQU0PWSu8/s72-c/IMAG0661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-5307708530043222911</id><published>2011-09-11T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T11:06:55.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CoLaboratory Opening September 9'/><title type='text'>CoLaboratory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CaXrsqRSOws/Tmz301w4wGI/AAAAAAAAALk/OgBjfkotHzE/s1600/coLab.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CaXrsqRSOws/Tmz301w4wGI/AAAAAAAAALk/OgBjfkotHzE/s400/coLab.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651164119600513122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a magical opening reception at Glass Curtain Gallery, Columbia College. We, ED JR. (Edra Soto, myself, Jeroen Nelemans and Ryan Richey) and (f)utility projects (Paola Cabal, Mike Genge, and Chris Grieshaber), curator Annie Morse, and Glass Curtain's Director Neysa Paige Lieberman and Curator Mark Porter were content.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-5307708530043222911?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/5307708530043222911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=5307708530043222911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/5307708530043222911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/5307708530043222911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2011/09/colaboratory.html' title='CoLaboratory'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CaXrsqRSOws/Tmz301w4wGI/AAAAAAAAALk/OgBjfkotHzE/s72-c/coLab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-8822268588760407761</id><published>2011-09-10T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T19:41:21.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wendy Jacob</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Scu99Ql6Q78/TmwfugTGp6I/AAAAAAAAALc/g3Fw4SYezdg/s1600/wendy.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Scu99Ql6Q78/TmwfugTGp6I/AAAAAAAAALc/g3Fw4SYezdg/s400/wendy.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650926516247635874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Wendy Jacob's exhibit opens September 17 at the MFA Boston. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mfa.org/programs/special-event/meet-2011-maud-morgan-prize-winner-wendy-jacob"&gt;http://www.mfa.org/programs/special-event/meet-2011-maud-morgan-prize-winner-wendy-jacob&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is a highly discerning and inventive artist and a great inspiration to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is her piece from 2007 with a tight rope walker at MIT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/19445559"&gt;http://vimeo.com/19445559&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-8822268588760407761?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/8822268588760407761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=8822268588760407761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/8822268588760407761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/8822268588760407761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2011/09/wendy-jacob.html' title='Wendy Jacob'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Scu99Ql6Q78/TmwfugTGp6I/AAAAAAAAALc/g3Fw4SYezdg/s72-c/wendy.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-9076115929240696034</id><published>2011-07-16T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T09:56:08.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Paint do the Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PDBLbB3aLJ4/TiHB772S3qI/AAAAAAAAALM/DojhyP2sMIw/s1600/Untitled-31.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PDBLbB3aLJ4/TiHB772S3qI/AAAAAAAAALM/DojhyP2sMIw/s400/Untitled-31.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629994244611694242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw the movie Cave of Forgotten Dreams lately. The paintings felt so real, immediate and freshly executed, the painter's hand so present. I was very moved. One of the scientists working on imaging the cave related an anecdote about an aboriginal painter who was invited to restore some paleolithic paintings in another location. He was asked why he painted. He answered, I don't paint, the spirit paints through me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-9076115929240696034?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/9076115929240696034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=9076115929240696034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/9076115929240696034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/9076115929240696034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2011/07/letting-paint-do-painting.html' title='Letting Paint do the Painting'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PDBLbB3aLJ4/TiHB772S3qI/AAAAAAAAALM/DojhyP2sMIw/s72-c/Untitled-31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-3977960796639282769</id><published>2011-07-09T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T12:59:49.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Studio Gouache</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJXibDkXWkI/Thiy8RA36mI/AAAAAAAAALE/stb4uYDOE7k/s1600/Spring%2BStudio%2B10%2B2011%2B15%2Bx%2B17%2B3%253A4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJXibDkXWkI/Thiy8RA36mI/AAAAAAAAALE/stb4uYDOE7k/s400/Spring%2BStudio%2B10%2B2011%2B15%2Bx%2B17%2B3%253A4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627444482828397154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working in the studio and preparing for two fall shows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-3977960796639282769?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/3977960796639282769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=3977960796639282769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/3977960796639282769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/3977960796639282769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2011/07/spring-studio-gouache.html' title='Spring Studio Gouache'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJXibDkXWkI/Thiy8RA36mI/AAAAAAAAALE/stb4uYDOE7k/s72-c/Spring%2BStudio%2B10%2B2011%2B15%2Bx%2B17%2B3%253A4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-6468385999704085376</id><published>2011-05-23T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T11:43:32.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leslie Baum at Devening Projects + Editions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GuCRG2hV6jQ/Tdqqx6Emg5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/teDm-_GlxU4/s1600/th_6cc5dd93717faee89c385b06d4040a2f_1305448881largeLB2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GuCRG2hV6jQ/Tdqqx6Emg5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/teDm-_GlxU4/s400/th_6cc5dd93717faee89c385b06d4040a2f_1305448881largeLB2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609984060222243730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New paintings by Leslie Baum's present intensely satisfying nuggets from modernist faves (Guston, Gottlieb, Dove, Baziotes to name a few) floating in fields of gestural brushwork.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-6468385999704085376?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/6468385999704085376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=6468385999704085376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/6468385999704085376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/6468385999704085376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2011/05/leslie-baum-at-devening-projects.html' title='Leslie Baum at Devening Projects + Editions'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GuCRG2hV6jQ/Tdqqx6Emg5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/teDm-_GlxU4/s72-c/th_6cc5dd93717faee89c385b06d4040a2f_1305448881largeLB2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-59384237304196636</id><published>2011-05-15T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T10:19:28.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ED JR. recent studio shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XJwaXZTgUX8/TdAK7QlARgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Az-rnUvXpPg/s1600/edjrblue.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XJwaXZTgUX8/TdAK7QlARgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Az-rnUvXpPg/s400/edjrblue.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606993549255001602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ED JR. in mourning for Yves Klein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-59384237304196636?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/59384237304196636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=59384237304196636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/59384237304196636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/59384237304196636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2011/05/ed-jr-recent-studio-shoot.html' title='ED JR. recent studio shoot'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XJwaXZTgUX8/TdAK7QlARgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Az-rnUvXpPg/s72-c/edjrblue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-3883567672809749249</id><published>2011-04-19T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T12:39:37.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La La La Singing practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gn_4jj0N4hc/Ta3e77l5f-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Vh-YVrwdDmc/s1600/la%2Bla%2Bla%2Bsinging%2BMarch%2B5%2B2011-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gn_4jj0N4hc/Ta3e77l5f-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Vh-YVrwdDmc/s400/la%2Bla%2Bla%2Bsinging%2BMarch%2B5%2B2011-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597375033081692130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deborah Boardman, Ryan Richey, Lisa Cline, Susan Abelson, and Craig Trompeter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/home.php#%21/group.php?gid=478879450383"&gt;La La La Singing&lt;/a&gt; practiced recently with Craig Trompeter. Singing in a  group is a great pleasure. I forget myself and focus entirely on the  sound, the vibration of the music. We are preparing for our April 30  live streaming performance with&lt;a href="http://www.lowlives.net/index.php?/contact/news/2/"&gt; LowLives 3&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-3883567672809749249?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/3883567672809749249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=3883567672809749249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/3883567672809749249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/3883567672809749249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2011/04/la-la-la-singing-practice.html' title='La La La Singing practice'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gn_4jj0N4hc/Ta3e77l5f-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/Vh-YVrwdDmc/s72-c/la%2Bla%2Bla%2Bsinging%2BMarch%2B5%2B2011-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-2634066444700327293</id><published>2011-03-06T11:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T12:55:36.592-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ED JR. Painting in Yves Klein Blue'/><title type='text'>ED JR. Painting in Yves Klein Blue Video Still</title><content type='html'>Life as An Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zOAVXTUIESg/TXPiSxlx0eI/AAAAAAAAAI8/p5H-uQP9GVM/s1600/ED%2BJR.%2Bfor%2BDock%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zOAVXTUIESg/TXPiSxlx0eI/AAAAAAAAAI8/p5H-uQP9GVM/s400/ED%2BJR.%2Bfor%2BDock%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581053175419490786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-2634066444700327293?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/2634066444700327293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=2634066444700327293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/2634066444700327293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/2634066444700327293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='ED JR. Painting in Yves Klein Blue Video Still'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zOAVXTUIESg/TXPiSxlx0eI/AAAAAAAAAI8/p5H-uQP9GVM/s72-c/ED%2BJR.%2Bfor%2BDock%2B6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-8762374294476981872</id><published>2010-04-18T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T08:38:26.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faults Still Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/Boardman_Deborah_3-795403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/Boardman_Deborah_3-795344.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 20px; font-family:'times new roman', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want your list of faults! What do you hide, what do you consider weak, what embarrasses or shames you, what do you wish would go away, or wish that you could change about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;We are singing them, painting them, printing them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;Here are some previous entries:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: normal;  font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;... slow to figure things out ... too skinny ... gullible ... irritable ... too serious ... not serious enough ... a bad friend ... the master of nothing ... selfish ... shy ... cheap ... short ... guarded ... afraid of taking chances ... a lazy exerciser ... judgemental ... envious ... a bad speller ... overweight ...&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-8762374294476981872?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/8762374294476981872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=8762374294476981872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/8762374294476981872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/8762374294476981872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2010/04/faults-still-welcome.html' title='Faults Still Welcome'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-5464274385154284764</id><published>2010-02-27T14:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T16:19:59.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/faults14ab-735057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/faults14ab-734934.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/faults2ab-794395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/faults2ab-794340.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(0, 0, 73); white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;There are a few important themes I am exploring in my work right now. One is the energy of old churches, which I loved so much I decided to do research on them and visit as many as possible to see what I could learn. One theory I discovered that I am particularly excited about is that 1000 year old European churches were purposefully constructed on top of underground currents of waterways and fault lines so that when you enter the space, you get an energetic charge. I wanted to use that principle in my art exhibitions, to see if I could connect what I do to what is already there in the earth, and possibly make me and other people feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000049;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(0, 0, 73); white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;   I am interested in circulation of all kinds. Like the underground currents of old churches, I see painting, and many other activities we bring our full attention to, like singing or even dishwashing, as ways to increase circulation or even health. When thinking about fault lines as a kind of weakness that is actually good and necessary for the vitality of the planet, I thought that naming personal faults in community could be a way of shaking hands with ones demons, and maybe coming to a place of acceptance with them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000049;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(0, 0, 73); white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;So, for my upcoming June exhibition at COD, A Porous Space, I asked professional dowsers, a couple who live in upstate New York who helped me with my September exhibit at Heskin Contemporary in NY, as well as my 2007 show at the University of Indiana, Kokomo, to probe specific underground energies of the Gahlberg Gallery space. They use traditional divination methods to measure the unseen energies created by underground waterways and fault lines. I want to poetically demonstrate how geological weakness can be seen as analogous to human behavior and human need for interdependence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-5464274385154284764?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/5464274385154284764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=5464274385154284764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/5464274385154284764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/5464274385154284764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-are-few-important-themes-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-1559365220304474312</id><published>2010-02-23T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T14:06:21.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake 2/24/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/lake2-23-10small-763948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/lake2-23-10small-763767.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-1559365220304474312?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/1559365220304474312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=1559365220304474312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/1559365220304474312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/1559365220304474312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2010/02/lake-22410.html' title='Lake 2/24/10'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-3746494348614874190</id><published>2010-02-15T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:35:37.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swan at Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/21944_1344300365741_1178202113_31024759_1239954_n-707394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/21944_1344300365741_1178202113_31024759_1239954_n-707392.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-3746494348614874190?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/3746494348614874190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=3746494348614874190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/3746494348614874190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/3746494348614874190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2010/02/swan-at-lake.html' title='Swan at Lake'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-6456426901090136654</id><published>2010-02-10T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T08:11:33.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Lake Drawings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/2:4-780840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/2:4-779843.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/2-2small-710524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/2-2small-710394.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/2-1small-799189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/2-1small-799043.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/1-31small-772883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/1-31small-772722.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/1:30-727898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/1:30-726990.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-6456426901090136654?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/6456426901090136654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=6456426901090136654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/6456426901090136654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/6456426901090136654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='More Lake Drawings'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-8511890209661833898</id><published>2010-01-12T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T12:27:33.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Geo Physicist</title><content type='html'>This is the radio program that enlarged my thinking about fault lines...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://speakingoffaith.publicradio.org/programs/2009/fragility/&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/1664907478359907005-8511890209661833898?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/8511890209661833898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=8511890209661833898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/8511890209661833898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/8511890209661833898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2010/01/geo-physicist.html' title='The Geo Physicist'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-3892608254642597607</id><published>2010-01-10T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:55:09.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please send me your faults</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/windowdetail-740607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/windowdetail-740567.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want your list of faults! What do you hide, what do you consider weak, what embarrasses or shames you, what do you wish would go away, or wish that you could change about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Some of mine: My perceived lack of success, always feeling broke, that I don't earn more money doing what I love (making art and teaching), my skin's dryness, slackness and bumpiness, the bunion on my right foot...and I'm just getting warmed up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I was inspired by listening to a Speaking of Faith podcast of Xavier Le Pichon: "one of the world's leading geophysicists, as well as a compelling spiritual thinker. [He discussed] the meaning of what we call "humanity" through his discoveries in plate tectonics," describing the earth's fault lines as a fundamental aspect of the earth as a living, changing organism. Likewise, in humans, it is through our weaknesses that we connect with each other, and create community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The faults you send me will be gathered and arranged by my friend and collaborator, Robert Metrick into a sung performance for my upcoming installation A Porous Space, at College of DuPage Gahlberg Gallery in June, 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-3892608254642597607?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/3892608254642597607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=3892608254642597607' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/3892608254642597607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/3892608254642597607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2010/01/please-send-me-your-faults.html' title='Please send me your faults'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-2638350176731725014</id><published>2010-01-05T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T13:13:15.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter on the Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-61160609a7522adb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D61160609a7522adb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333162930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CEF4E32A5BCE54BE1362144E114303CB6944894.1C80C8C98A2DE87B40F2429B5A4BB6BC95D75B00%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D61160609a7522adb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DscubaHjeYNPeoNHGVr1kNsNesYY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D61160609a7522adb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333162930%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CEF4E32A5BCE54BE1362144E114303CB6944894.1C80C8C98A2DE87B40F2429B5A4BB6BC95D75B00%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D61160609a7522adb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DscubaHjeYNPeoNHGVr1kNsNesYY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take morning walks on the lake with my dogs all year, but the winter is when the lake is completely transformed with snow and ice. This year I have been drawing every day and feeling very humbled by the task of finding lines that somehow respond to all that moves and changes around me. It is invigorating, and I find myself looking forward to the task, and what colors the light and water will present to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-2638350176731725014?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/2638350176731725014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=2638350176731725014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/2638350176731725014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/2638350176731725014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2010/01/winter-on-lake.html' title='Winter on the Lake'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-8643050706342885948</id><published>2010-01-02T18:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:20:10.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonfire in Wisconsin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/bonfirewisconsin-717885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/bonfirewisconsin-717764.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Post Farm the day after Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-8643050706342885948?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/8643050706342885948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=8643050706342885948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/8643050706342885948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/8643050706342885948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2010/01/bonfire-in-wisconsin.html' title='Bonfire in Wisconsin'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-6070593554185334424</id><published>2009-11-29T16:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T18:02:11.397-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting New Things'/><title type='text'>Starting New Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/sketchbook-766420.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/sketchbook-766389.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I cleaned out my studio. I unstretched canvases and rolled them up and wrapped a great many in bubble wrap. Bit by bit, I cleared out stuff, and washed and painted the floor a new color, a sort of putty yellow that lifted my spirits considerably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/sketchbook-723648.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I find it so hard to start work again after a show, even if I think I know what I plan to do for the next show, I am overwhelmed by a sense of not knowing, a state where my anxiety and self criticism run amok.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The activity that really helps is writing and drawing in my sketchbook, a free place where nothing need be good, or finished. Slowly, slowing a picture of what I am to do next, begins to appear. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I really don't like not knowing. Something like cleaning or sweeping or cooking dinner is very clear…I know when the floor is cleaner or when the dinner is done and when to stop. In the studio there is no clear criteria other than what I invent.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I also started a singing group recently, very amateurish, which meets Sunday afternoons. It feels so good to I sing, especially when I can harmonize with other voices. There is a magic that happens when the voices melt into one another and verses are traversed like so many swelling waves. I have set a goal to make up songs and try them out with the group. God, it's fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-6070593554185334424?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/6070593554185334424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=6070593554185334424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/6070593554185334424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/6070593554185334424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2009/11/starting-new-things.html' title='Starting New Things'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-8341494487234676002</id><published>2008-11-24T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:16:53.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching Practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/books-792053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/books-791485.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/kundera-716919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 228px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/kundera-716908.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/sontag-773637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/sontag-773520.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my teaching as directly connected to my studio practice. I hope I am willing and able to do whatever I ask of my students. I teach through my motivation to understand better what I perceive as a basic human need to fulfill ones potential as a creative and ethical being who is both a whole and distinct individual and who is a thriving and contributing member in community. With students I explore ideas about art practice through researching the relationship of ethics to aesthetics. These themes inform all I do in the studio and all of my work with students. Discovering and calling attention to existing sets of relationships through one's art practice embraces a sense of connectedness and thereby increases the possibility of wholeness and health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began teaching at the School of the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston in 1986. As a twenty eight year old second year graduate student, I was asked to lead an evening painting class. I was not provided with instructions, guidance or any support whatsoever. I knew immediately that somehow I instinctively could to talk to my first students, some of whom were older, working professionals. I have continuously worked to develop this intuitive capacity that enables me to help students, through reading, researching and consulting with other teaching artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately following graduate school, I was hired to teach painting and drawing at the University of Iowa, where from 1988 to 1994 I taught full time at both the undergraduate and graduate levels. In addition to my regular teaching responsibilities, I created and ran the Art Department's All Media Forum for two years, which I developed in response to a need for increased interdisciplinary discourse. I also helped develop undergraduate curriculum and began teaching an undergraduate seminar, which continues to be my passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1997, I was hired to teach a graduate interdisciplinary seminar on the Role of the Artist at the SAIC. Because of my own interdisciplinary history as a painter and time and performance artist, I especially relished the opportunity to begin my teaching experience at SAIC with this particular class of diverse and intermedia students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unique to my teaching approach is my emphasis on the social function of painting since Manet and the advent of modernism. I help my students to be knowledgeable about the past and well versed in current developments, to know why they choose to paint, to be discerning about their painting materials and to see their choices as part of a historical continuum. I want them to understand that the decision to practice painting has social implications, that it cannot be a neutral set of actions, and to see that their choices have impact and meaning, both on their own terms and, they intend it or not, against the backdrop of history and contemporary practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my seminar students, I read and discuss perspectives that enable us to see the historical relationship of the arts to power as manifested in the realm of art practice. My goal is that each student becomes conscious of his or her attitudes and assumptions about being an artist and what art does, thus bringing them greater clarity in the studio, or however they may choose to shape their art practice. In exploring these issues with my students, I offer various artistic models to help them clarify their own process and to enable them to validate the social place of their painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I must continue to evolve, both as an artist and as a teacher. I embrace the traditions, techniques and disciplines of painting proper and conceptual painting approaches. In my painting and drawing classes, I emphasize the history and materiality of painting. We spend a good deal of time taking as much advantage as possible of seeing actual work in the Art Institute and other institutions and galleries in Chicago, as well as looking at painting from books and digital reproductions during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In studio classes, I provide structure and projects that help train students' capacities for rigor, productivity and discernment. I am an enthusiastic, demanding instructor. As much as I am able, I endeavor to see students' work from their perspective, and to help them to find the language and resources that will allow each grow through their work. I openly acknowledge that I have subjective preferences, share them, open to them to challenge, and invite differing and opposing perspectives to flourish in the classroom studio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-8341494487234676002?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/8341494487234676002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=8341494487234676002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/8341494487234676002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/8341494487234676002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2008/11/teaching-practice.html' title='Teaching Practice'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-5783472512084268653</id><published>2008-09-22T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:19:42.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Biography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/Boardman_Deborah_30-755145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/Boardman_Deborah_30-755063.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/Boardman_Deborah_32-777686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/Boardman_Deborah_32-777411.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love of painting, with its qualities of hand made materiality and human scale, and the energy of old churches have inspired my work for over twenty-five years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved from Boston to Chicago in 1987. Hired as Assistant Professor of Painting at the University of Iowa in 1988, I spent over 6 years commuting between Chicago and Iowa City. Between 1990 and 1993, the performance aspect of my work dropped away in favor of painting based installations, such as, When Ready, Bear Fruit, at the Hermit Foundation's 1993 Growthrings International Art Symposium, in Plasy, Czech Republic. There I was able to realize my dream of visiting the country that elected the writer dissident Vaclav Havel to be its first president and to make an installation in a church environment. The site-specific installation I created in the Plasy monastery granary was based on a baroque cathedral floor plan and included sculptural objects and my first fresco painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1994, I was awarded a Regional Artists' Project Grant to create Mutual Borders, which took place at Community United Methodist Church in the Back of the Yards Neighborhood of Southwest Chicago. My first community-based work was motivated by my desire to better understand my relationship as an artist to a particular community. I also wanted to see my work in an actual church, since the influence of my Catholic upbringing in my work in terms of materiality and ritual was becoming more and more apparent to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, members of the three distinct ethnic congregations mirroring the ethnic make up of the church community engaged in a heroic but ultimately unsuccessful effort to save their dying church by attempting to merge congregations. They invited me in to work with them, a relationship which lasted two years and culminated in my execution of a traditional fresco painting inside the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to directly involve the church community, I worked with two teenagers from each congregation over a four-month period. As they developed their artwork for the Mutual Borders artist book, we discussed my taped interviews with the congregation elders and how race and economics impacted their lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1997, I began teaching at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago, where I continue to teach today. I collaborated with artist Jeff Hilliard at Prairie Avenue Gallery, Chicago, to create the installation Illumination.Ornamentation.Collaboration.Decoration, consisting of wall paintings, oil paintings and artist books responsive to the history and architectural richness of the historic Prairie Avenue Mansion. This project lay the foundation for the next large site-specific project I completed in 1999 at the Chicago Cultural Center, Death, Dreams, &amp; Heraldry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chicago Cultural Center is Chicago's one hundred year old former library and war memorial. Fascinated by the omnipresence of the Civil War Memorial and its ideals of male heroism, I countered with notions of private, intuitive experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The architecture of the Cultural Center, its two glass rotundas, luminosity, the principles of illumination through knowledge and through public civic service, all influenced the forms of the project. I used the four shapes of cast glass Heraldic Emblems I-IV as the project's central image. Inspired by Baroque window architecture, I began making emblem shapes in 1993 when I first visited the Czech Republic for my artist residency. My emblems reference heraldic shields and their many permutations of symbolic and ornamental representation. The heraldic shield both protects and identifies. An infinite variety of forms are possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the many pieces I made for the show, the content of my artist book Picturing Death elicited considerable response from viewers. Picturing Death consisted of eight gouache paintings and accompanying writings, which functioned as a cathartic vehicle for my fears and experiences with death. Moved by the power of the stories people began to share with me, I produced the simple but effective structure of my next piece, the Picturing Death Project. The project traveled to numerous venues in the Midwest, including the Evanston Art Center's 2003 exhibit, Remembrance, in which I created secular/sacred environments that engage the architecture and culture of each location. The Picturing Death Project provides a structure for journal writing with four questions that help participants examine how we will choose to live with the knowledge that death is inevitable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work on the Picturing Death Project inspired me to curate an exhibition of artists' work responding to the theme of death and dying at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago's Betty Rymer Gallery. Mortal, which opened shortly after the September 11 attacks, provided a forum at the school to contemplate some of the grief and loss of the time. The exhibition came to the attention of counselors at Horizon Hospice, Chicago, who were planning a conference on the culture of grieving. After including the exhibit as part of the conference, we began a fruitful and ongoing collaboration based on their use of the Picturing Death Project, which, presented at both art venues and community spaces, continues to the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2007, I produced two major installation projects, The Flux of Matter at the University of Indiana, Kokomo, and Studio Practice at Koscielak Gallery, Chicago. Looking for an equivalent to Romanesque church architecture in the American Midwest, and intuiting that Native Americans would have an analogous tradition of sacred architecture, I learned of the contemporary tribe of the Miami Nation of Indians of Indiana located near the gallery at the University of Indiana, Kokomo. My personal relationship with this community and my research into their history and culture became the focus of my installation and paintings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also inspired by eighteenth and nineteenth century French artist self-portraits, I made paintings of my studio workspace and explored my connection to other communities, most particularly with the Miamis, who had several centuries of intermingling with French priests and fur trappers, many of whom assimilated into the Miami tribe. Along with paintings, I made paper and cardboard forms based on eighteenth and nineteenth century paintings of artists' studios, heraldry (clan identification on protective shields) and architectural forms, such as traditional Miami Indian longhouses and French Romanesque churches. These forms engaged organic, decorative ornamental shapes with infinite possibilities of energetic, synergistic and symbolic representation. I activated the relationships of these forms in my animation Eulogy for Lost Worlds which symbolically chronicles the loss of identity and history through the intermingling of French fur trappers and priests with the Miami Indians for several centuries in the territory that is now Indiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my exhibition Studio Practice, I presented a facsimile of my studio space, highlighting particular aspects such as my easel and palette table, shelves of books, both sketchbooks and research material, stacks of paintings both in progress and completed, and works by artist friends who inspire and influence my work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-5783472512084268653?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/5783472512084268653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=5783472512084268653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/5783472512084268653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/5783472512084268653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2008/09/biography.html' title='A Biography'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-2654963882012600165</id><published>2008-03-09T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T19:09:37.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift</title><content type='html'>The exhibition Martina Nehrling curated at Lake Forest College Sonnenschein Gallery demonstrates to me what can happen when work has a chance to both percolate and circulate. It becomes something greater than its parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading Lewis Hyde's book The Gift and he discusses the state of unkowing that Judith has many times described to me. He says..."the imagination is not subject to the will of the artist. To accept the fruits of these things as gifts is to acknowledge that we are not their owners or master, that we are, if anything, their servants, their ministers." and "The fruit of the creative spirit is the work of art itself, and if there is a first-fruits ritual for artists, it must either be the willing "waste" of art (in which one is happy to labbor all day with no hope of production, nothing to sell, nothing to show off, just fish thrown back into the sea as soon as they are caught)..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it very difficult to hang in there in this state, and tend to look for distractions, chores that "must" be done, dishes, laundry, walking dogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know I have been here many times before and I know it is temporary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-2654963882012600165?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/2654963882012600165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=2654963882012600165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/2654963882012600165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/2654963882012600165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2008/03/gift.html' title='The Gift'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-7237370733127459751</id><published>2008-01-12T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T17:49:00.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Morandi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/Boardman_Deborah_12-779656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/Boardman_Deborah_12-779642.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/morandi-giorgio-natura-morta-stilleben-9701106-712697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/morandi-giorgio-natura-morta-stilleben-9701106-712693.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/morandi-giorgio-natura-morta-ii-2801772-737507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/morandi-giorgio-natura-morta-ii-2801772-737504.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another view from the exhibition Studio Practice at Koscielak Gallery. I included many sketch books for people to thumb through. My sketch books are completely unedited and include writings and drawings of whatever runs through my mind at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find Morandi's late still life paintings powerful and moving in their apparent simplicity. The humble objects frontally viewed and clumped together lead me into a state of wonder...what is the reality he depicts? Is it the artist's hand moving the paint across the tiny surface of the canvas, making subtle changes that destabilize my sense of space and gravity?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-7237370733127459751?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/7237370733127459751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=7237370733127459751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/7237370733127459751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/7237370733127459751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2008/01/here-is-another-view-from-exhibition.html' title='Thoughts on Morandi'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-4333005664468308982</id><published>2007-12-07T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T12:13:19.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Night Studio and Wall of Gouaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/smallnightstudio-740154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/smallnightstudio-740143.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/smallgouachewall-788903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/smallgouachewall-788780.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-4333005664468308982?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/4333005664468308982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=4333005664468308982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/4333005664468308982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/4333005664468308982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2007/12/night-studio-and-wall-of-gouaches.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-819197534935034535</id><published>2007-11-25T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T14:09:47.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Practice</title><content type='html'>Although I usually work during the day, the reflections and faint colors available in the studio windows are of increasing interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/smallnightwindow-746662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/smallnightwindow-746649.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night Studio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-819197534935034535?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/819197534935034535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=819197534935034535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/819197534935034535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/819197534935034535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2007/11/night-practice.html' title='Night Practice'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-3937692416491700390</id><published>2007-11-16T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T13:43:06.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I began to make copies of David's student, Cochereau's painting David's Studio in late 2005, which led me to make miniatures of some of the objects in my studio, I found there were a number of other artists making related work, like Joe Figg's fabulous recreations of well known artists' studios and Tom Burkhardt's deeply satisfying (if only experienced in reproduction) cardboard recreation of his own studio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historically, of course, there is Matisse, Courbet, Morandi, and Guston to begin a partial list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/david's-studio-727127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/david's-studio-726471.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on the Practice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-3937692416491700390?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/3937692416491700390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=3937692416491700390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/3937692416491700390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/3937692416491700390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2007/11/focus-on-practice-when-i-began-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-5652269820805000744</id><published>2007-11-16T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T18:21:13.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bottom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Small Paper Studio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joe Fig&apos;s Table Top Sculpture of Amy Sillman&apos;s Studio'/><title type='text'>Influences in the Studio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/matisse-717129.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/matisse-717126.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/beehive01jpeg-757326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/beehive01jpeg-757300.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/guston.184.1-725580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/guston.184.1-725577.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/tomburkhardt-783280.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/tomburkhardt-783275.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matisse, Red Studio&lt;br /&gt;Amy Yoes, Beehive&lt;br /&gt;Philip Guston&lt;br /&gt;Tom Burkhardt&lt;br /&gt;Joe Fig, Amy Sillman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/Sillman_Web-781942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/Sillman_Web-781929.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-5652269820805000744?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/5652269820805000744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=5652269820805000744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/5652269820805000744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/5652269820805000744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2007/11/influences-in-studio.html' title='Influences in the Studio'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-5711786776559809231</id><published>2007-11-11T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T15:23:09.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhibition Installation View</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/DBStudio1-737632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/DBStudio1-737629.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-5711786776559809231?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/5711786776559809231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=5711786776559809231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/5711786776559809231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/5711786776559809231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2007/11/exhbition-installation-view.html' title='Exhibition Installation View'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-5326805317279052010</id><published>2007-11-11T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T15:22:35.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Installation View</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/DBStudio5-731083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/DBStudio5-731079.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-5326805317279052010?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/5326805317279052010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=5326805317279052010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/5326805317279052010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/5326805317279052010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2007/11/installation-view.html' title='Installation View'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-4527726247971080338</id><published>2007-11-10T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T09:31:18.642-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top'/><title type='text'>how do you studio?</title><content type='html'>To activate a discussion/blog on the art of studio practice, I am interested in your responses to these two initial questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you do when you are distracted to get yourself back to work, or, what are some common ways you distract yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you do for fun/pleasure while working in the studio?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-4527726247971080338?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/4527726247971080338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=4527726247971080338' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/4527726247971080338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/4527726247971080338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-do-you-studio.html' title='how do you studio?'/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664907478359907005.post-7581837878287075307</id><published>2007-11-02T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T09:05:08.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/071019_others-701009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.deborahboardman.com/uploaded_images/071019_others-701005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studio with My Head and Others&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1664907478359907005-7581837878287075307?l=deborahboardman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/feeds/7581837878287075307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1664907478359907005&amp;postID=7581837878287075307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/7581837878287075307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1664907478359907005/posts/default/7581837878287075307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deborahboardman.blogspot.com/2007/11/studio-with-my-head-and-others.html' title=''/><author><name>Deborah Boardman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03249781618451506458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WL20og30SM8/TdAIkIV7EiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8z8bTMbY5Mg/s220/WEBDB1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
