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Callie
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December 24, 2021
December 12, 2021
Studio visits, one at a time.
I am now offering studio visits, or, virtual visits. My first one today went very well!
Sold!
Brutalist Society: The Promise of Glass, 2018 For decades, writers photographers and artists have focused on the modern urban landscape, hoping to access its towering language of dehumanizing jutting angles.
Inspired by the glass architecture that has been invading big cities around the world, Callie has created a series of paintings of abstract glass buildings that flirt with illusions of transparency and reflection. The Brutalist architecture deflects light, maintaining the mystery of what lies behind them. Geometric shapes and muted colors imitate the soulless feelings provoked by the facades of structures that appear empty and devoid of life. As this series evolves, vibrant colors begin to crack open the façade and morph into new reflections on hope and transcendence.
Glass buildings convey implicit and explicit meanings to passers-by and facilitate ways of seeing and being seen. They are simultaneously reflective, illusory and amorphous leaving it up to the viewer to interpret what’s transpiring. Callie’s interpretation of these window views, more reflective then transparent, serving as her own reflective feelings of the present reality that envelops us.
Thank you for viewing! Callie
Brutalist Society: The Promise of Glass, 2018 For decades, writers photographers and artists have focused on the modern urban landscape, hoping to access its towering language of dehumanizing jutting angles.
Inspired by the glass architecture that has been invading big cities around the world, Callie has created a series of paintings of abstract glass buildings that flirt with illusions of transparency and reflection. The Brutalist architecture deflects light, maintaining the mystery of what lies behind them. Geometric shapes and muted colors imitate the soulless feelings provoked by the facades of structures that appear empty and devoid of life. As this series evolves, vibrant colors begin to crack open the façade and morph into new reflections on hope and transcendence.
Glass buildings convey implicit and explicit meanings to passers-by and facilitate ways of seeing and being seen. They are simultaneously reflective, illusory and amorphous leaving it up to the viewer to interpret what’s transpiring. Callie’s interpretation of these window views, more reflective then transparent, serving as her own reflective feelings of the present reality that envelops us.
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December 08, 2021
America, a photo essay
A journey on a train, on a rainy day in America. Taken on a train ride home through New Jersey, 12/2021.
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November 27, 2021
Night Movements, a photographic essay
Mysterious, only the night sky as witness.
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A Fern Study, a photographic essay.
Facinated by the fern expressions.
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Viewing from within, A photographic journey
My life encounters.
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Callie
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November 18, 2021
Art Essay featured in Feminist Studies Journal Vol. 46 | No. 2, 2020
Callie
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September 03, 2021
Badge of Honor, for the Nurses
Badge of Honor I & II
Commissioned for First Responders in the continuing fight against COVID-19.
Originals have been shipped to a nurse and her team at Harborview Medical Center, a level-one trauma center in Seattle, WA.
* In the eye of the storm,
we have not forgotten you, and your ongoing work and sacrifice. *
Badge of Honor II
After we sent the Badge of Honor to our nurse friend in Seattle, we got such a teary, heartfelt video of her thanking us for thinking of her and telling us just how hard it really is. Day in and day out fighting with people to wear their frick'en masks and to stay out of the hospital. Get your vaccine, covid-19 and its variants are well worth avoiding. We do not yet understand the long-term affects of the virus. We need to stop infecting each other. Her eyes and shaky voice reveal her true frustration. What is wrong with humankinds that they are so inherently selfish?
Badge of Honor I
Acrylic on black paper, free digital downloadable jpgs available upon request. Commissions also available. 50% of all proceeds for professional prints and commissions will be donated to www.forthefrontlines.org, which offers free crisis counseling for health care professionals and essential workers dealing with anxiety, stress, fear and isolation.
Please write callie@callieart.com to request one! Professional prints available at: ImageKind.com
Stay safe and masked. Cheers, Callie CallieArt.com
* In the eye of the storm,
we have not forgotten you, and your ongoing work and sacrifice. *
After we sent the Badge of Honor to our nurse friend in Seattle, we got such a teary, heartfelt video of her thanking us for thinking of her and telling us just how hard it really is. Day in and day out fighting with people to wear their frick'en masks and to stay out of the hospital. Get your vaccine, covid-19 and its variants are well worth avoiding. We do not yet understand the long-term affects of the virus. We need to stop infecting each other. Her eyes and shaky voice reveal her true frustration. What is wrong with humankinds that they are so inherently selfish?
Acrylic on black paper, free digital downloadable jpgs available upon request. Commissions also available. 50% of all proceeds for professional prints and commissions will be donated to www.forthefrontlines.org, which offers free crisis counseling for health care professionals and essential workers dealing with anxiety, stress, fear and isolation.
Please write callie@callieart.com to request one! Professional prints available at: ImageKind.com
Stay safe and masked. Cheers, Callie CallieArt.com
July 11, 2021
A Manifest: Art of the Sea
By Callie Danae Hirsch
Thoughts ricochet around the walls of my brain, playing a game of jumping from synapse to synapse. Ebbing and flowing, modulating like the ocean’s waves, leaving me with a mesmerizing glazed appearance of someone with very little resistance. I feel it all, I am at one with the idea of the sea. With my arms outstretched, I call it home.
Remnants of past lives linger in old photo albums (of which I have many); my eyes show that I always longed for the future. That future is now, for many never see a tomorrow. A shiver passes throught us at the thought of how quickly a close one can be taken. The year 2020 will be remembered for the loss of so very many (not just from covid, but also due to wars and hate killings), how do we endure? Is this simply human nature? When will we evolve? The transgression of loss, in what shape does it really leave us emotionally, do we truly understand how deeply we are affected? The ability to keep on moving forward when you just want the world to go into full halt mode so that you can take a breathe and begin to process the millions of emotions washing over you. Do we carry these memories in our blood and pass down through generations? Is it that memory that keeps us fighting, never leting go what was? Never forgetting...
How does one manifest their ideas into existence? I venture within safety’s bounds, afraid to lose what I have gained, too afraid to abandon my path along the road of future endeavors. I embrace the safe; steer clear of wayward paths leading me to the unknown. For it took me quite some time to get on this path of stability. The fear of straying from this road is deeply rooted in my brain from learned mistakes of the past. I am terrified of letting go of what I have even if it holds me back from what I could become.
Life plays it’s tricks on us, we try with all our effort to gain as much as possible to just be. Why does it take so much simply to maintain our daily existence? Day to day duties require so much effort that when it comes time to pursue what we really want, our minds are exhausted. We run around like ants under attack only to find that little has really been accomplished to create your place in the world. It is challenging at best, incredibly painful at its worst.
Creating art does not relieve one from the daily struggles of life; it only makes it more palpable. My mind never ceases its internal dialogue. But making art gives me challenges that I can conquer and manifests into realities of artwork I never could have even imagined. I love making art for that reason, for the surprises it delivers. I endure the rough patches to arrive at places unknown, unimagined. It offers me the freedom to fantasize and be able to share my ideas with others. In the end, it is the sharing that makes it worthwhile, taking me out of the vacuum of my solitude and deposits me back into society. We all need a reflection to see our worth. My hope is to have a body of work to be proud of and continue to manifest the creative gene I was given to the best of my ability.
Just a few thoughts for the day.
Cheers, Callie
CallieArt.com
Thoughts ricochet around the walls of my brain, playing a game of jumping from synapse to synapse. Ebbing and flowing, modulating like the ocean’s waves, leaving me with a mesmerizing glazed appearance of someone with very little resistance. I feel it all, I am at one with the idea of the sea. With my arms outstretched, I call it home.
Remnants of past lives linger in old photo albums (of which I have many); my eyes show that I always longed for the future. That future is now, for many never see a tomorrow. A shiver passes throught us at the thought of how quickly a close one can be taken. The year 2020 will be remembered for the loss of so very many (not just from covid, but also due to wars and hate killings), how do we endure? Is this simply human nature? When will we evolve? The transgression of loss, in what shape does it really leave us emotionally, do we truly understand how deeply we are affected? The ability to keep on moving forward when you just want the world to go into full halt mode so that you can take a breathe and begin to process the millions of emotions washing over you. Do we carry these memories in our blood and pass down through generations? Is it that memory that keeps us fighting, never leting go what was? Never forgetting...
How does one manifest their ideas into existence? I venture within safety’s bounds, afraid to lose what I have gained, too afraid to abandon my path along the road of future endeavors. I embrace the safe; steer clear of wayward paths leading me to the unknown. For it took me quite some time to get on this path of stability. The fear of straying from this road is deeply rooted in my brain from learned mistakes of the past. I am terrified of letting go of what I have even if it holds me back from what I could become.
Life plays it’s tricks on us, we try with all our effort to gain as much as possible to just be. Why does it take so much simply to maintain our daily existence? Day to day duties require so much effort that when it comes time to pursue what we really want, our minds are exhausted. We run around like ants under attack only to find that little has really been accomplished to create your place in the world. It is challenging at best, incredibly painful at its worst.
Creating art does not relieve one from the daily struggles of life; it only makes it more palpable. My mind never ceases its internal dialogue. But making art gives me challenges that I can conquer and manifests into realities of artwork I never could have even imagined. I love making art for that reason, for the surprises it delivers. I endure the rough patches to arrive at places unknown, unimagined. It offers me the freedom to fantasize and be able to share my ideas with others. In the end, it is the sharing that makes it worthwhile, taking me out of the vacuum of my solitude and deposits me back into society. We all need a reflection to see our worth. My hope is to have a body of work to be proud of and continue to manifest the creative gene I was given to the best of my ability.
Just a few thoughts for the day.
Cheers, Callie
CallieArt.com
April 18, 2021
For the Love of Water
Water takes on many roles in our lives. It is quite powerful in the ways of erosion and destruction, but it can also create energy for us to utilize. It is life sustaining as well as providing something for all our senses to enjoy. My theme, Mystery and Intrigue, how to create something that makes people take a pause and ponder.
Enjoy! Callie Art
Enjoy! Callie Art
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