{"id":2797,"date":"2017-03-02T16:14:05","date_gmt":"2017-03-02T16:14:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/?p=2797"},"modified":"2017-03-02T16:14:05","modified_gmt":"2017-03-02T16:14:05","slug":"the-dramatic-ordinary","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/the-dramatic-ordinary\/","title":{"rendered":"The Dramatic Ordinary"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">One of my goals this year is to read more artist memoirs \/ biographies. (Suggestions please!) While it&#8217;s interesting to get the detailed and distanced perspective\u00a0an art historian can provide, there is nothing quite as enlightening as an individual describing their thoughts and journey in their own words.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2799\" style=\"width: 510px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2799\" class=\"wp-image-2799\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Alone-1024x664.jpg?resize=500%2C324\" alt=\"One Glove\" width=\"500\" height=\"324\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Alone.jpg?resize=1024%2C664&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Alone.jpg?resize=300%2C194&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Alone.jpg?resize=768%2C498&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Alone.jpg?resize=624%2C404&amp;ssl=1 624w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Alone.jpg?w=1250&amp;ssl=1 1250w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Alone.jpg?w=1875&amp;ssl=1 1875w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2799\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><strong>Alone<\/strong> \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a92017 Elizabeth Fram<\/p><\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I just finished <a href=\"http:\/\/sallymann.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">Sally Mann&#8217;s<\/a> 2015 memoir <a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Hold-Still-Photographs-Sally-Mann\/dp\/0316247758\/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1488388994&amp;sr=8-1&amp;keywords=sally+mann+hold+still\" target=\"_blank\">Hold Still: A Memoir with Photographs<\/a>. On many levels it reads like a novel; Mann goes into great depth about her family history, and those folks were anything but\u00a0boring! More importantly, she does a wonderful job of relating how all the varied people and parts of her life fit together\u00a0and have influenced the direction of her work.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">But on a more personal level, one quote resonated particularly\u00a0strongly\u00a0in relation to subject matter. She says, &#8220;Part of the artist&#8217;s job is to make the commonplace singular, to project a different interpretation onto the conventional&#8221;.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2800\" style=\"width: 338px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2800\" class=\"wp-image-2800\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Empty-Pair-672x1024.jpg?resize=328%2C500\" alt=\"Two Gloves\" width=\"328\" height=\"500\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Empty-Pair.jpg?resize=672%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 672w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Empty-Pair.jpg?resize=197%2C300&amp;ssl=1 197w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Empty-Pair.jpg?resize=768%2C1170&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Empty-Pair.jpg?resize=624%2C951&amp;ssl=1 624w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Empty-Pair.jpg?w=1514&amp;ssl=1 1514w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.elizabethfram.com\/Blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Empty-Pair.jpg?w=1250&amp;ssl=1 1250w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 328px) 100vw, 328px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-2800\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><strong>Empty Pair<\/strong>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a92017 Elizabeth Fram<\/p><\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">In creating\u00a0the pieces I do, I spend a lot of time thinking about how ordinary events and circumstances\u00a0are really\u00a0<em>more,<\/em> in that they add depth and meaning to our day-to-day, making routine experiences\u00a0worthy of notice and appreciation. My drawings and stitched work speak to those often unsung moments, acknowledging\u00a0that their influence is greater than we would ever guess.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I think David Byrne said it best:<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;\"><em>&#8220;Most of our lives aren&#8217;t that exciting, but the drama is still going on in the small details.&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>One of my goals this year is to read more artist memoirs \/ biographies. (Suggestions please!) While it&#8217;s interesting to get the detailed and distanced perspective\u00a0an art historian can provide, there is nothing quite as enlightening as an individual describing their thoughts and journey in their own words. 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