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March/April 2009 online edition



End of an era

Drawing from the past, Brian Duffy sketches new horizons

By Michael Swanger


Brian Duffy can draw from memory his first week as editorial cartoonist for the Des Moines Register as if it were yesterday. It was August 1983 at the Iowa State Fair, and he was assigned to sketch caricatures of fairgoers — sort of a trial-by-fire initiation to Iowa culture for the Chicago native who had also lived in New York, Connecticut and Milwaukee.

“It was extremely hot and everybody said, ‘Boy, you have big shoes to fill,’ [referring to his predecessor Frank Miller who had died that February]. It was like 110 degrees, and it felt like I was a turkey in an oven because it was a lot warmer by time I got done. I was struck by how Iowans took their cartoonists to heart,” Duffy says.

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After the Flood: UIMA’s Artworks get ‘temporary housing’

Davenport’s Figge to host exhibition of UI’s artistic legacy

By Emily Grosvenor


First, the University of Iowa Museum of Art’s (UIMA) director resigned last April, and then the flood in June left the UIMA without a home. Then, Iowa politicians began floating the idea of selling the museum’s most prized painting, Jackson Pollock’s 1943 painting Mural, igniting a national backlash that distracted the museum’s staff from the hard work of moving on from the flood.

“These have been a very difficult eight months,” says Kathleen Edwards, curator of European and American art at the UIMA. “But we’ve got a very committed core staff that has never given up, and we’re pushing forward.”

Jackson Pollock (American, 1912-1956)
Mural, 1943
Oil on canvas
8' 1 1/4" x 19' 10" (2.47 x 6.05 m)
Gift of Peggy Guggenheim 1959.6

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Handmade Haven

Iowa Artisans Gallery going strong
after 25 years


By Katie Mills Giorgio


The winter wind may still be blowing outside the doors of 207 East Washington Street in downtown Iowa City. But inside Iowa Artisans Gallery is a different flurry of activity.

Art is being moved and remerchandised for display. Some spots are better than others, and “we want to be fair to all our artists,” says Astrid Bennett, Iowa Artisans Gallery’s Marketing Director.

That can be quite a feat when you consider the gallery currently represents more than 200 artists. Visitors (often hailing from all over the country and world thanks for busy University of Iowa programs) will find a variety of gift items, from clay, glass, and metal to wood, fiber, jewelry and select 2D work.

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On being a non-profit in difficult economic times

ICON’s Bill Teeple gives one perspective

By Cathy Wilkie


The arts community recently breathed a collective sigh of relief when the $50 million earmarked for the National Endowment for the Arts (NEA) survived a Senate/House showdown. But down in the trenches, just how have these difficult economic times affected the arts sector?

Some for-profit arts businesses are seeing dwindling sales or traffic, and some are cutting staff or programming to save money. Nonprofits, however, don’t have that luxury. If they cut programming, they run the risk of not being as palatable to grant-givers once the storm is over. If they cut an already bare-bones staff, they can’t operate.

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The Price of Art

By Michael Betancourt


Because most artists will keep making things even when they aren’t getting paid, have an audience or even can afford to make art, it may seem that the “laws of supply and demand” should apply to how we value art. That they don’t thus seems very strange because it is fairly obvious that there will always be a lot of artists around making art, and that the supply should always be relatively high.

However, we don’t value art like this: the value of art is thought to be separate from economics, even though during the past decade-long art boom the prices for art by the most prominent artists, trained at the most prestigious schools and selling through the highest-priced galleries continued to increase seemingly without end — until the bust finally arrived at the end of last year. Certainly during the boom years there was a lot of art that was sold for too much money, just as during the bust years there will be art sold for too little money. The value of the work nevertheless remains somehow a different matter than money.

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BLIND CRITIC

Olson-Larsen Galleries

Four Solo Exhibitions
Artists: David Ottenstein, John Beckelman, Karen Chesterman, Stuart Klipper
Opening Reception February 6, 2009
Olson-Larsen Galleries – 203 Fifth St. – West Des Moines, IA 50265



Gallery Statement:
Olson-Larsen Galleries represent the finest of original artwork by Iowa and regional artists. The gallery maintains a diverse inventory that includes work in virtually all art mediums. The gallery also offers a variety of services including consulting, presentations and proposals for both corporate and individual clients, museum-quality framing and commissioned works of art.


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Ode To Maynard Reese

Poetry

More or Less

Two legs are fine,
But what if I had more or less?
With one leg,
Could I still dance the two-step?

With three legs,
Would I have two right feet and one left?
Or two lefts and a right?
Or a neutral middle foot?

With one arm,
I’d prefer a center mount.
So I could rest on either side
Without my arm falling asleep.

With three arms,
One in the back would be grand
To tend to other business
Unbeknownst to others.

With two tongues,
I’d have one silver and one forked
To vary my speech
Given my mood that day.

One chin is desired,
But most folks have two.
Three or four would preclude you
From the cover of GQ or Cosmopolitan.

And two heads?
Then people would think I’m crazy
For talking to myself.
But then again with one,
They may believe I already am.


By Mike Corum



FireFlies
Slowly Rising out of the Fields
Sparks  Scatter  across  the  Horizon
Frogs Sing Stars

By Kathy Kapitan



Nature of Death

Death looms in the shadows of the night.
Or does death glisten in the beams of the sun?
Restricted, death is not.
Indeed is its possession of a nature that seems vindictive
If one were to unlock the secrets of death, would its true nature be revealed?
Perhaps it is true that pain is death.
No, death can be painless.
Death does not attain its mystique from turmoil, but from life instead.
Death may be gleaming in the rays and lurking in the shadows.
Death then, is ever-present.
Rob life from the living death does not.
A ubiquitous force in life is death.
Hand and hand is the relationship of life and death.
For if not for death, life would not retain significance.
And be not the existence of death if not for life.

By CR. Meyer



The Hidden Truth

I thought I was free from the darkness that captured me,
But what I found was I held all the tears down.
I attempt to comprehend the motivation of my foolishness.
Why would I allow myself to endure torture,
And not attempt alleviation?

Stories roll from their tongues,
Words meant to cause pain.
I deliberate over the facts and artificial exploits of these senseless machines
And let none know the reality of the situation.
I keep the truth tucked within the corners of my mind
An experience played over and over that shames

But still, the rats nibble at my feet eagerly waiting for the word.
Choking on their anticipation
They crave to spread the poisonous tongue.
Truth has no relevance, even when the situation has gone so terribly wrong.

The puppet master hears my torment
And the gun is shot by him once more.
His round of bullets is not yet through.
By him the pain was first initiated and now continued.

I watch him.
He whispers in their ears and glares into my face
A searing pain that burns to my soul
They play a game of telephone, mocking the childhood memory of playground fancy
Irony laughing in the face of the grown.

By Ivory Becker



All a Matter of Perspective
(Or, Maybe the Hamster’s Just Right)

What is success?
What is failure?
It’s all a matter of perspective.

If you succeed as a hamster,
Perhaps that means
You’ve made a few more
Rounds on the wheel than the day before.

In you succeed as a human being,
Perhaps that meansYou’ve made a few less
Rounds on the wheel than the day before.

It’s all a matter of perspective.
Or, maybe the hamster’s just right.

By Mike Corum



Ledge State Park

A drive through the park
dipped through streamlets
in sight of cliff climbers,
roadside delights
when I took the time to stop.
Summer rested before college’s first year,
on my wide-eyed journey
to learn what the countryside offered.

By
Mike Bayles

































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