Printshop Portraits: Flohr Print Studio at the Southwest School of Art
Sean Ward, a San Antonio based artist and photographer, documented the Flohr Print Studio at the Southwest School of Art, revealing behind the scenes of the printmaking process.
Peep Mondrian
Easter and its accouterments have grown increasingly abstract, approaching the non-representational through holiday merchandising.
Flotsam
Flotsam was an outdoor cat and disappeared one day. The thought that she might be sick or injured somewhere made me cringe, and I looked for her repeatedly over a period of several weeks. Also, I painted this image of her.
On A Pedestal
Should we do this? Should we exalt anyone beyond our reach? See them as super-heroic? Seems so plastic.
Impressionist Landscapes
There’s something about Impressionist work that captivates me. Perhaps because I was myopic to the point of legal blindness without vision correction, and Monet painted in a way that seemed to validate perceptions my own eyes produced.
Don’t Take Any Wooden Nickels
When members of Congress adopted the strategy of refusing to raise the debt ceiling to gain political leverage, the idea of minting trillion dollar platinum coins to finance government was suggested. And so the Ronald Reagan One Trillion Dollar ($1,000,000,000,000) National Debt Token was born.
Documenting & Exploring Found Art
Close by on a wall made of concrete blocks I noticed the stencil repeated, so I documented the finds with my camera, then claimed the skateboard remnant for my own.
Psyche
The story of Cupid and Psyche has been analyzed from a psychological perspective – exploring archetypes, family, marriage, love, relationships – and it has been examined from the feminist perspective. With that in mind, I don’t think it’s purely a prurient subject choice…
Silent Night
She pulls the string all afternoon, forced to maneuver past Carl whose legs are propped up on the coffee table in front of the couch where he reads. His spot to read has been chosen by his parents, as Carl has been grounded for quite some time
Reluctant Liberal
Grandpa always kept a trunkful of bottles and cans, especially pickles and he always set the cruise control at just under 100 miles an hour. For some reason he thought that cruise control was automatic pilot. He would recline his seat, often steering with just the pinky finger on his right hand, or not at all when engaged in an in-depth discussion on the facts of life…
Sea Goddess
When I first met the sea, I ran to it, my initial steps awkward, then welcoming, like those of a foal. I chased morning’s tide, then waited, fleeing as it swung back for me, and later, I let it wash over my ankles, pushing me gently into the cool mud and foam underfoot.
I Want My Meat
She invites him in and the cats scatter like a handful of marbles. One peers out wide-eyed from inside a box. Alex looks around. There’s a smell of incense, jasmine, stale, makes the room smell damp, like after a rain.
Meno (An Exercise in Bullshit)
MENO: Can you tell me, Socrates, whether bullshit is acquired by teaching or by practice; or if neither by teaching nor practice, then whether it comes to man by nature, or in what other way?
valve lash
The shop is a man’s place, a lonely place, and…
movement
The neighbor’s dog lifts paw to ear,…
the spring house
The Virginia meadow stretches out and rises…
avalanche
white recedes to wet…
interview
…so in the fourth quarter when it seemed the other team was going to hold their lead…
Rednecks in Zen*
We was sittin on the porch…
How NOT to make a Grilled Cheese Sammich
Tips for making grilled cheese sandwiches, plus whose face is that burned into the toast?
Renegade Turtles
Had I been less alert the renegade turtles attacked, I doubt my survival, but I’m no hapless victim. In fact, I have loads of hap. I’m a regular hapster.