Emilie Lemakis (@emiliebunnyl) — Welcome to my world.
I’ve become quite an exhibitionist in my old age. Hoping to bare all for you and find a good place in my studio for my “See Through Self” in the pending Red Hook open studios. October, Saturday 12 and Sunday 13. Happy full moon night. Happy Friday the 13th😘
Two men I love a lot in one picture. Mark Manders and Nick, Nick more of course. I’m sad this Tilted Head sculpture is leaving my neighborhood, I’m attached. I first laid eyes on Manders work in the magazine Art in America, 2010. He had a retrospective in the states. I just kept on staring at the pictures from the article that also included his writing too. I could only explain them as strange objects found in an archeology site dug from an interior world somewhere out there. Their hermitic senecio’s carefully placed about the room seemed timeless. It took several years to finally see the work in person and they still hold me with fascination. It’s like Popeye eating his spinach and growing muscles, prepare yourself, I’m going to show you something you can’t see. Death and the imagination at play. • • • • “Under a table you have the possibility to test your own absence. The realization that life is taking its course, even without you, is an intense human experience; it shows the finiteness of personality. Mark Manders has inhabited his self-portrait since 1986. This building can expand or shrink at any moment. In this building all words created by mankind are on hand. The building arises, like words, out of interaction with life and things. — Mark Manders, 1996
Summer as a kid felt endless, as an adult very brief. Waking up this morning in a body of a 53 year old with no children I can still feel the first day of school. It lives like a distant melancholy ping from radar way off in the distance. This great drawing by: KevinTRex. Welcome back to school Kevin!! May the dinosaurs be with you ❤️
I feel especially anxious going to an opening I’m showing in, even if it’s a group show. I don’t have a lot of experience showing my work. It’s not the pieces I’m showing that worries me, it’s done and framed and behind me, it’s more the social anxiety, what to wear, will I embarrass myself, will I say the wrong thing. Over drink, easy for me. Well, I had my magical underwear on (that I told many people about at the opening) that reduced my middle aged stomach and I debuted a new polyester find. Light green with sweet pink flowers growing very systemically on the fabric. Unlike all the the late wild flowers growing on the banks of highways we passed that I fell in love with on the drive to and fro. Special thanks to curator @karloscarcamo and @roco137, to the three gallery assistant graces that took care of business!! I’m not a fan of the word “awesome”, but it’s perfect to describe the other artists in the show that I got to admire their work and meet them and family and friends. I’m so proud I won a award for “Institutional Critique”. There are a lot of invisible people behind your art experience that make it possible. We all share the same inside jokes, no matter what department you work in. Thank you to Bleu Cease the Director of ROCO, for taking this photo of me and for all you do and delicious treats at the bar. This photo sums it all up, Hey look at me, no don’t, nothing to really see here. #takebackthewalls
We said goodbye to Buffalo Saturday and drove to Rochester. In Buffalo we stayed in the historic Hotel at the Lafayette build in 1902-1926 designed by Louise Blanchard Bethune the first professional women architect and the first to be admitted to AIA. Our bed was so big and so soft Nick nicknamed it the “marshmallow”.
On Friday we went to the @albrightknox, unfortunately not much to see because of the big AK360 renovation that’s going on. I can always find something new to fall in love with. I’m a sucker for the smoking theme, Guston, Beckmann, and this Yasuo Kuniyoshi with a great title “I Think So”, 1938 won me over. ❤️
On Thursday morning we started out on our road trip to Rochester with a big packed lunch. We searched for a picnic bench to eat around Wurtsboro, NY because we were hungry. Just when we were about to give up we found one. In a wooded area just off our lucky road, as the wind blow through the trees we would hear small thumps as the walnut trees freed their fruit. With the sunlight filtered through trees dancing all around us like nature’s glitter, a spell was cast of real happiness. We celebrated after eating with making a walnut spiral and our new found caterpillar which Nick took special care of our fuzzy friend and transported him safely with a stick. #emiliecontemplatesthespiral
On Wednesday I had a very sentimental journey taking the Long Island Railroad after work to Huntington Station to visit a friend. My grandparents lived in Huntington and as city kids we spent a lot of time out there enjoining the suburban life with house, yard and Long Island Sound to swim in and TV!! (my parents wouldn’t allow one in the house). I was very close to my Grandmother and wrote her letters when in the early 80’s my mental health collapsed and I lived away from home in various institutions. I brought some of my letters to her that I have inherited back after she died to read on the train. It’s like the biggest “return to sender” you’ll ever get. As I read these old words in teenage crafted scrip, it was hard to read who I once was struggling with my mind and actions of this time. But it was nice to feel in very good moments of the letters a strong streak for fighting to get better and a growing imagination that like a life support system was under construction for life. I forgot my grandmother sent me a plant and I would move it around the room to follow the sun. I think I’m still doing that everyday, trying to survive with more sun. It was good to go “way back” home, then go home to pick up were I left off an hour later. A brief reunion on the LIRR.
Hey, look at me! Happy I will be showing three photos in “Take Back the Walls”, from my series, On Break: Random Acts of Defiance in the Workplace”. This show is a juried exhibition of artworks by New York State artists who also work in museums, galleries and arts organizations. Rochester Contemporary Art Center 137 East Avenue Rochester, NY Opening Saturday August 31, 2019 - September 21. #emiliesspontaneousworkdrawings#takebackthewalls#roco137@roco137