December 22nd, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards
July 25th, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards
“Winner” has its foundation in something my mom always used to say.
“There’s a real winner.”
This phrase would invariably be flung in the general direction, yet out of earshot, of some hapless doofus, loud-mouthed jerk, or scowling ne’er do well. “Winner” to my mother was a sarcasm, a sour taste, an ill-bestowed honor.
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March 15th, 2014 by Corey A. Edwards
radio silence
you know it
because you can hear it
silence like someone left a window open during a storm
silence like a mic full of reverb in a fat room
silence like a man in search of a lozenge
back’a th’throat, meditative like
aural snow
radio silence
October 10th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards
[continued from Working at Cross-Purposes (pt. 2)]
I’m the kind of person who always has a host of mid-process projects cluttering the corners of both their home and mind. Some of these projects are just dormant seeds I squirrel away for decades at a time. Others blossom more quickly … and some stall.
The devotional cabinet and crucifix lay in hibernation for almost a year.
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September 28th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards
[continued from Working at Cross-Purposes (pt. 1)]
There must be something about autumn because, here I am, a year later, back on this project.
As mentioned in the first part of this rambling, incoherent stream of blasphemy, after finishing the crucifix project, I became more and more aware that I wasn’t done, yet, that the crucifix was just one small part of a larger piece.
How was I to know, that fateful day when I picked up the chunky, wooden crucifix with the corny, plastic corpus on it from the shelf at Goodwill, that it would lead to me building a devotional cabinet?
Well it did.
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August 8th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards
detail of unfinished piece, acrylic on canvas 3′ x 2′
I’ve never really indulged my painting urge. I yearn off and on for the capacity and thus, occasionally dabble but it remains one of those things least often attended to in my panoply of petty distractions. Maybe four short, concentrated periods prior to this one. As I’ve mentioned too many times before, I grew up feeling incapable of art and something about painting terrifies me.
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August 1st, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards
acrylic on canvas 2.5″ x 3.5″
Upended unreeling
Bereft and unfeeling
There
Up near the ceiling
Am I
Am I?
July 29th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards
acrylic on canvas 2.5″ x 3.5″
“Paint as you like and die happy” – Henry Miller
July 15th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards
In a recent post, I mentioned having worked at a bronze foundry close to 20 years ago (“Lost and Foundry”) and the sense of family that the place left me with, despite all the time and distance that has accrued.
Thanks to Facebook, I have reconnected with a number of the folks I worked along side with (or for) in those days and one of those people is sculptor Ted Schaal.
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May 27th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards
(Part 1 of “Lost and Foundry” can be found here)
The longer I worked at the foundry, the farther I rose up in ranks – whether I wanted to or not – and it wasn’t just because of my abilities.
First there was the appointment to head of Monument Sprue, a change that mainly involved me going to lots of pointless meetings and wandering around the foundry with a clipboard, talking to friends – not because it was part of the job but because the position and clipboard gave me the excuse and camouflage to do so. Then they allowed me to move to patina and, in short order, made me head of that department.
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May 20th, 2013 by Corey A. Edwards
In the mid 90’s I found myself in a very precarious position: the husband in a married team of new parents, unexpectedly locked out of their business by their silent partners for suspicion of embezzlement.
While this presents a story all on its own, suffice it to say that our business partner’s accusations were eventually discovered to be unfounded (the butler did it) but the damage was done and, in the meantime, I needed work!
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November 23rd, 2012 by Corey A. Edwards
August 20th, 2012 by Corey A. Edwards
August 13th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
I don’t know
but man
it’s like
for me
the deal is
I gotta get
into the
out of
my mind state
to like
be there
without
being there
and then
it’s like
you know?
Yeah.
July 11th, 2011 by Corey A. Edwards
I was digging through the computer one day when I ran across a couple of old images of my daughter that made me step back.
She looked … she was … well, I don’t know what the hell she was doing. I hear hazy explanations now that she got tangled up in chains but, yeah. Okay. All I saw was the possibility for an interesting illustration.
It took me forever to actually get to it but here it is.
December 22nd, 2010 by Corey A. Edwards
