tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72635672008-05-23T08:38:11.404-05:00Artist JournalChristina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comBlogger95125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-20938773933308189022008-05-23T08:34:00.002-05:002008-05-23T08:38:11.476-05:00I've Moved!Check out my new blog at <a href="http://www.chankinspaint.typepad.com/">http://www.chankinspaint.typepad.com/</a>. You can also get there via my web site <a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/">www.chankinspaint.com</a> -just click artist journal and you're there!Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-46472469768516658112008-04-27T13:39:00.015-05:002008-05-01T07:24:20.990-05:00The Swan and the Blackbird<a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2445736797/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,0,0) 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2362/2445736797_86ba060ed5_m.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2445736797/">The Swan and the Blakbird</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/24358453@N00/">chankins</a></span><br /><p>Like all moms I was looking at my four lovely rugrats and I thought- wow, where did the time go? They are no longer lap children...in fact they hardly fit on my lap. Even my youngest- my mommy magnet, no longer sticks to me like glue. So I had this moment of sadness because those baby days are gone...not that I miss the diapers, lack of sleep, and 3 a.m. feedings, but because It went by in a blink. I drew this picture about bed time and when my kids used to fall asleep in my arms. When you are in the middle of it- taking care of babies ,you just want to get through the day. I say this because I had 4 children under 5 years of age and was constantly moving...no time to smell the roses or even consider how lovely they all were. This piece is about all the good and the hardship that we endure while raising little ones. The swan represents the beauty and the blackbird the hardships.</p>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-82445772407192751272008-04-14T15:01:00.010-05:002008-04-16T08:38:40.829-05:00The Big Easy<a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2414488728/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2337/2414488728_52b6696840_m.jpg" /></a> <a title="Big Easy Daiquiris by chankins, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2415136670/"><img height="240" alt="Big Easy Daiquiris" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3113/2415136670_f8aac04696_m.jpg" width="227" /></a> <a title="Blue Cafe by chankins, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2414488806/"><img style="WIDTH: 174px; HEIGHT: 227px" height="240" alt="Blue Cafe" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2286/2414488806_ce10cd110e_m.jpg" width="180" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2414488728/">Bourbon Street</a><br /><a title="royal hat shop by chankins, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2414320421/"></a>Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/24358453@N00/">ch</a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/24358453@N00/">ankins</a></span><br /><br /><br /><p>I just returned from my first visit to New Orleans. I went to see the <em>Vagina Monologues</em> tenth anniversary show with a few family members. The show also happened to be on the same weeked as the French Quarter festival...so let's just say there was a party atmosphere. But in New Orleans the party never really stops. I almost didn't make it at all...I was one of those American Airlines tragedies-mine not so bad as many others. I ended up getting new and expensive tickets on another airline thanks to my very generous husband, who I think was determined to have me out of the house.<br /><br /><br />I arrived before the rest of my family-we were flying in from all parts of the country to meet. My room at the hotel wasn't ready, so I stored my bags and walked down to Bourbon Street. It was only a few minutes from my hotel. Bourbon Street definitely lived up to it's reputation. It was bar after bar with strip clubs in between. Everyone was walking around the street with drink in hand and having a ball...and this was at about 11 a.m.- I can only imagine what Mardi Gras must look like!</p><p>I took a ton of photos... lord knows I needed some inspiration and a break from Minnesota grey. I love the color of the old buildings , the shutters and the hidden courtyards. The balconies were beautiful and well utilized on Bourbon Street. I walked until I had blisters on every inch of my feet. For some reason cute shoes were just not meant for long walks...go figure!</p><p>We went to a flea market near the french Market where I took a picture of these masks. Later while having lunch, I spied this hearse decorated with all kinds of crazy things. I thought that the flamingos were an especially nice touch. I think that I will have to add a couple to my next painting.</p><p></p><a title="Flea Market Masks by chankins, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2414489120/"><img height="180" alt="Flea Market Masks" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2028/2414489120_5109be623d_m.jpg" width="240" /></a> <a title="Flamingo Hearse by chankins, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2414488880/"><img height="180" alt="Flamingo Hearse" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3275/2414488880_3d8ca8beb6_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br />I also took many pictures of balconies and anything with greenery on it. I think that I really need spring to come... and soon!<br /><a title="Balcony by chankins, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2414548578/"><img height="180" alt="Balcony" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2350/2414548578_809b6dca3b_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /> <a title="Yellow House by chankins, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2414488672/"><img height="221" alt="Yellow House" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2148/2414488672_2f3b63f1c4_m.jpg" width="240" /></a>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-5972586949285522582008-04-10T07:21:00.002-05:002008-04-10T07:30:35.134-05:00Falling Slowly<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/fallingslowlyweb-720288.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/fallingslowlyweb-720234.jpg" border="0" /></a> I was craving romance like I crave chocolate with this piece. I tried to think of a romantic scene involving a couple that maybe just met or possibly have known each other for a long time. It could be anyones story really. I have been married for 15 years and have a handful of kids so those romantic moments can be fleeting. But I have to say that when they happen they are highly appreciated!<br /><div></div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-55076008581791059432008-04-05T13:57:00.003-05:002008-04-05T14:01:38.087-05:00Waiting Line<a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2390517158/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3091/2390517158_6a6f625ff8_m.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2390517158/">Waiting Line</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/24358453@N00/">chankins</a></span><br /><p>I think that I am on a roll. I worked on this piece for most of the week. It is kind of frivolous. I wanted to add elements that are around me all of the time. I also collect Chinese lanterns and wanted to include them. They are fun to hang and are so colorful. They also make me think of summer and sitting out on my porch before the mosquitos come around for dinner. My pets have been included as well. Sam, my English pointer, spends the better part of the day following me around waiting for food or just trying to figure out where to plant himself to be in close proximity. I also added my cat...she spends most of the day sleeping or trying o attack my feet. The coffee is a staple because I am not actually human until I have my first cup...just ask my kids.</p>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-40222175879599779392008-04-03T09:46:00.002-05:002008-04-03T09:48:03.623-05:00Summer Dream<a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2385342670/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2006/2385342670_1490d4ffea_m.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24358453@N00/2385342670/">Summer Dream</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/24358453@N00/">chankins</a></span><br /><p>I am waiting with baited breath for spring to come. We had another snow storm at the beginning of the week and all I could think about was how wrong snow in April is. Fortunately, I can imagine what it would feel like to sip wine and dip my feet in a lake with the sun shining overhead. This piece is about warmer fronts, cute red dresses, and taking a moment to relax.</p>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-13324779165709650032008-03-26T14:26:00.000-05:002008-03-26T14:51:00.128-05:00Here Comes the Sun...<div><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/cal7-746912.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/cal7-746079.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Inspiration can come from almost anywhere but it can be hard to come by when you are cooped up for many long months. Just when I am at the end of my frozen rope we take a trip to warmer weather. My family and I are spending spring break in sunny southern California with my parents. When we stepped off the plane it was a staggering 50 degree difference in temperature. Eighty felt so hot! But who am I to complain? We have been enjoying the luxury of warm weather ever since!</div><br /><div>I have been missing all things green and am so ready to throw some plants into the ground and say helloooo color! But since the ground is still frozen I guess my quest will have to wait. Until then, I have been taking some pics of my moms garden digs this week to get me into gear for spring.<img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/cal5-765199.jpg" border="0" /></div></div><br />There are so many little treasures to be found hidden around here. I love this birdhouse shaped like a church and hidden in the palms. It makes me think of unknown tropical places. maybe some of these shapes will start to crop up in my spring paintings.Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-11256486228497916572008-03-10T14:32:00.000-05:002008-03-10T20:12:18.228-05:00Trouble Me<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/troublemeweb-773783.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/troublemeweb-773725.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/troublemeweb-783533.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div>I have been working on a piece about a couple. I was thinking about how hard communication can be no matter how many years you have been together. While I was working I was listening to 10,000 Maniacs unplugged and the song <em>Trouble Me </em>came on. It seemed to suit the couple in the work and thus the title was born. It has been my experience that we do not always share and need to trouble one another with our problems.</div><br /><div>Some of the elements in the painting were derived from pictures of a street bazaar in Marakesh...like the picture of the chicken. I began to think about a back alley, maybe behind a club where the couple performed. I added some elements that I thought worked as metaphor- like the instruments. When they are played well and in sync how beautiful they are or how on the other hand, if out of tune, what complete mess they are.</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-14665511608109297752008-02-29T15:08:00.001-06:002008-02-29T15:21:26.873-06:00Roll On...<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/4littlebirdsweb-767407.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/4littlebirdsweb-767386.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Now that my 15 minutes are up I thought I'd get back to work. I just finished this piece and am trying to come up with a suitable title. My life has been a wee bit stressful lately...I think the birds represent my children, lovely hungry little things who like lots of attention and to be driven to many places. I drew them as birds so they could fly themselves to their various activities and leave me to my latte!</div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-88857483158523786452008-02-29T14:42:00.000-06:002008-02-29T15:07:03.994-06:0015 Minutes of Fame<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/mgmag1-708744.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/mgmag1-708735.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/mgmag2-708817.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/mgmag2-708810.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Andy Warhol once said that everyone is entitled to 15 minutes of fame- or something to that effect. I did an interview and a photo shoot a few months ago for a local magazine- Maple Grove Magazine. It was a lot of fun. We discussed my work, my inspiration and the balancing act that is motherhood. About a month after the interview a photographer came and took pictures of me in my natural habitat- a.k.a. my home studio. It was more work to pose for a good shot than I would have expected- you definitely won't be seeing me on America's Next Top Model anytime soon. We ended up with a few good shots including one with me wearing my filthy apron and my hands covered in pastel chalk. As it turns out that particular shot made the cover of the magazine. My only request to the photographer was that he was generous with the airbrush tool in photoshop. I was hoping for fewer crows feet.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I had no idea the issue was out until I walked into my hair salon and everybody knew me...wierd! Anyway, my kids have decided that I'm famous-maybe they will listen to me now. I decided that I will enjoy my fifteen minutes until times up!</div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-71444899004222319372008-02-25T15:44:00.000-06:002008-02-25T15:58:48.585-06:00Little Pockets of Happiness<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/pocketsofhappy2web-798741.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/pocketsofhappy2web-798724.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I just finished a book called <em><strong>Water for Elephants</strong></em>.It was a great story about an old man remembering his life working on the circus trains. I'm not necessarily a circus person,but when I opened the book I was immediately sucked in. There is a line in the story that struck a chord in me,it referred to the old man's moments of clarity in remembering his past as <em>little pockets of happiness. </em>It made me think about my own pockets of happiness like eating icecream,a good latte or enjoyng the fleeting calm moments with my children. I just finished this pastel and it reflects on just those things.</div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-42513660070881745932008-02-15T12:25:00.000-06:002008-02-15T12:38:49.494-06:00Momentary Pause<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/Pauseforeffectweb-704252.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/Pauseforeffectweb-704228.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I thought that I would post a piece that I just completed. It is about being still and taking a pause from the hectic flow of life. Hmmm....That almost sounds spiritual. I like the idea of just being. I know that my life is filled with children and the activities that come with them, but lately I have felt the need to slow down the pace and take things one step at a time. The image itself is full of pattern and color, but the figure is taking a pause from the insanity of life.</div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-57274378697175890362008-02-08T14:31:00.000-06:002008-02-08T14:40:32.654-06:00Two Ladies and A Dog<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/TWOLADIESweb-774234.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/TWOLADIESweb-774229.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I have been slaving away in the warmth of my studio avoiding the bitter cold of another lovely Minnesota winter. I just completed this as yet untitled pastel on paper. I am calling it <em>Two </em>Ladies <em>and a Dog</em> until I can think of a better title. The image reminds me of when I used to have play dates with my kids. The poses of the figures look to me like they are straining to hear if their kids are crying in another room. I switched my usual wine bottle for an Italian Soda...I found a new love. But the standard coffee cup is still floating on my usual mess of things. The color combination is a bit seventies to me, but I like it. </div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-51788777205237014922008-02-08T14:18:00.000-06:002008-02-08T14:30:37.925-06:00Manly Man<div>I am continuing my work on my current comission project. The first version of my loving couple needed some tweaking. I knew I was in trouble when my ten year old daughter came into my studio and commented, "Why is the lady sitting on another ladies' lap?</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>She spoke what I was thinking and my client noticed the lack of manliness too. I should definitely start drawing more men in my images. So I went into another round of sketches and also looked closely at images of men. When I finished I asked the advice of my toughest critics...my kids. I got a thumbs up from the ten year old. She thought the man looked muscular and she liked his hair. I thought he turned out pretty darn cute too. Below is the final version.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/revisedlola2web-793460.jpg" border="0" /></div><div> </div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-85035639848443611632008-01-23T07:27:00.000-06:002008-01-23T08:13:25.893-06:00January Work<div><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/finallola-798702.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/finallola-797723.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>It's been a while since I have posted, but believe it or not I am actually working. I have been toiling over a commission for a while and have finally completed it. There are a total of four pieces, with three being custom and one that had been completed previously.</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>This one is titled <em>Lola's Beginning </em>and is the main piece of the commission because it is the most personal image to the buyer. She is currently awaiting the birth of her first child, while at the same time renovating her Skin Care Clinic with her husband. She wanted the piece to have elements relating to what was happening in their lives around the time of her pregnancy.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>The baby is represented as the little bean form held in her hand. The sort of heart shaped chair represents their union and love. Her husband has a son from a previous marriage- he is the one snowboarding off of to the right. Their dog is on the left looking for some attention and trying to get in on the action. My client owns land in a tropical area and wanted that represented as well-hence the palms and the tropical bird. There are also a few hidden symbols in the picture that represent unity( look for the infinity signs hidden in the flooring).<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/finalgirl2-753976.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" height="286" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/finalgirl2-753255.jpg" width="250" border="0" /></a></div><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/finalgirl1-753142.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="233" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/finalgirl1-752436.jpg" width="222" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>The next two images are smaller and are more representative of the clientele at the clinic. Many are independent women taking some time to care for themselves. I wanted the images to reflect that kind of confidence.</div><br /><div><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/finalgirl1-753142.jpg"></a></div><br /><div><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/finalgirl1-753142.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>The final image that I am posting was not commissioned but purchased directly from the studio to be the main piece one would see as you enter the office. This piece is titled <em>The Secret. </em>I personally love the composition of this and I love how the colors are so bright considering how dull the landscape looks around this time of year in Minnesota. I have all of my favorite elements in this piece...my dog Sam,my Chinese lantern and of course my caffeinated beverage. I've also started adding this tea pot form that I like for whatever reason.</div><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/theSecretweb-750865.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><em></em></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/finalgirl1-753142.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/finalgirl1-753142.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/finalgirl1-753142.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div></div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-30524396286760530402007-11-10T10:03:00.000-06:002007-11-10T10:47:09.411-06:00A Cure for November Grey<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/spellonyou-734058.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/spellonyou-732505.jpg" border="0" /></a> Is it already November? It has been so grey here in the great white north.<br />November is always the greyest month of the year. After a while it can be rather depressing . In my attempt to keep myself from getting seasonal affective disorder I paint. I try to keep the grey away but it seems that the longer that I live in Minnesota the more the color of the landscape seeps into my paintings. Don't get me wrong, I like the changing seasons and the color it brings, but come winter time I really have to think about what hot pink looks like. I am posting a few new paintings that are on display at my studio right now that I completed recently.<br /><br />Two of my paintings actually have men in them! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Oh my!</span>They just keep popping up. Maybe it is my innate need for romance that I am fulfilling. The one with all of the red is called <em>Spell on You</em>. I was trying to think of a title that would fit and was listening to Aqualung at the time when a portion of one of the lyrics caught my ear and seemed to fit. I like the idea of being catered to...or serenaded. It's a hopeful fantasy.<br />The other couple painting is titled <em>Over the Moon</em>. I wanted to create an image of a loving couple enjoying some time together. My husband and I are finally getting more "alone" time, mainly because our kids are older and we are now able to get out more.<br />The last picture-the one with the swan and the woman is tentatively titled <em>Life in Slow Motion,</em> after a song by David Gray. My life is really just the opposite as I am always running around with the kids or <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">schlepping</span> my artwork from one venue to the next. But when I have a moment I do like to just sit and chat with my kids and slow life down a bit.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/datenite-714236.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/datenite-713331.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/lifeinslowmotion-795187.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/lifeinslowmotion-794245.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/spellonyou-785751.jpg"></a>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-72231711252631625622007-10-13T12:05:00.000-05:002007-10-13T12:24:55.244-05:00New Work<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/ladyandthepeacock-772555.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/ladyandthepeacock-772548.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/guitarpractice-739484.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/guitarpractice-739476.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/ladyandthepeacock-715259.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/guitarpractice-723629.jpg"></a></p><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/ladyandthepeacock-718686.jpg"></a><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div>I have been painting like crazy for a few upcoming shows and I thought that I would post a couple of the paintings that I have going in my studio. The first one is called the Lady and the Peacock...until I come up with something different.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>The next is a picture about a boy and his guitar. My son Ryan started taking guitar lessons a month ago and I needed some subject matter. His first lesson consited of learning the letter names for the strings. His teacher told him to remeber it as Everybody Gets Drunk At Eleven. Ryan is 8...suffice to say he did not forget the letter names for the strings on his guitar. </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-8042849405714291522007-09-11T13:35:00.000-05:002007-09-11T13:49:13.804-05:00Glass Slipper<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/glassslipperweb-748357.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/glassslipperweb-748347.jpg" border="0" /></a> I am what you call a shoe hound. I have more than I need, but I can always find reasons to purchase another pair....does anyone else have this problem? This painting started out with two women in it but I ended up editing out the extra figure. I liked the idea that the lady in the composition might be trying on different shoes but having a hard time making a decision. It made me think of a particular friend that I have who has been dating a lot recently...trying to find someone who "fits". The thing that I have always loved about shoes is that they were always the only thing left that would fit after I had my kids. I could never be too fat for them. When I needed a little retail therapy shoes always seemed to hit the spot. There is nothing like a hot little pair of red heels to make you feel good!They are the proverbial glass slippers.<br /><div></div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-64119758552695205632007-07-27T17:47:00.001-05:002007-07-27T18:26:17.581-05:00In a New York Minute...<blockquote><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/newyorkerweb-744015.jpg"></a><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/newyorkerweb-744015.jpg"></blockquote></a><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/newyorkerweb-744011.jpg" border="0" /> What can I say about New York...there is so much to do and see, this truly is a city that never sleeps. I just returned from a trip to Manhatten, my husband and I stayed for 6 nights. Little did I know how much walking I would be in for. I of course brought cute shoes...not necessarily the best for touring the city on foot. I think it is virtually impossible for any one who lives in that city to be over weight considering the amount of pedestrian excersize one gets in a day. I for one was happy to eat my way through the city knowing that I would be walking for miles after each meal. Calories...what calories!<br /><br />I think that we crammed in just about everything a tourist could possibly want to see. We toured the statue of Liberty, researched my immigrant ancestors on Ellis Island, saw three Broadway shows and managed to get tickets to the David Letterman Show! Did I mention that this whole trip was part of an award my husband earned through his company?<br /><br />The cherry on top of the cake that was New York was a dinner at the Stock Exchange. We had appetizers on the trading floor along with some awesome mixed drinks( I had a martini that matched my orange dress). Dinner followed in an upstairs board room. The table was set for fifty and looked like something out of a magazine. The most amazing part, aside from the unbelievable food, were the Broadway singers who sang for us during dinner...(is this what it is like to be rich)?<br /><br />It was an amazing trip, exhausting, but amazing.Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-33224199240002150792007-07-17T09:52:00.000-05:002007-07-17T10:19:31.880-05:00Hot Mama Profile<div align="center"><a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/wonderlandweb-747025.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/wonderlandweb-747015.jpg" border="0" /></a><em><span style="color:#330000;"> Life in Wonderland</span></em><br /></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-size:85%;">pastel on paper</span></span></em><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><br />Last month the owner of the Hot Mama stores asked me to do an interview and photo shoot with my kids at my studio to be included in a portion of their web site titled <a href="http://www.shopmama.com/showmoms.aspx">Hot Moms that do Cool Things</a>. My kids, particularly my eldest daughter, were excited to be a part of this. My work is displayed in 4 stores...in the dressing rooms as a part of the decor. I like to think of it as having a captive audience!<br /><br /><br /><br />I have also been traveling like a crazy person this summer for shows and have not had a ton of time to post new work. So check out these two new pastels...I actually created a piece which includes a male figure.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="378" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/made4youweb-764767.jpg" width="320" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><em><span style="color:#330000;">Made For You</span></em><br /></p><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-size:85%;">pastel on paper</span></span><br /></em><br /></div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-77556875345484395022007-06-19T15:44:00.001-05:002007-06-19T15:57:17.565-05:00The Story<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/thestory-730141.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/thestory-729391.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>We all have a story to tell...my story is a bit fantasy and a bit reality. This particular image is about a mother telling a story to her child. I set the story in a place that could be a small <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Italian</span> village. The figures are surrounded by good food and a cafe latte of course! It feels like sunset on a patio which is a good time to relax and reflect on the day.<br /><br /><div></div></div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-82496676089217624192007-05-14T16:30:00.000-05:002007-05-14T16:35:54.210-05:00All Her Ducks in a Row<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/duksinarow-716902.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/duksinarow-715972.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>The busy season has arrived and I am hurrying to complete projects before time runs out. I am getting all of my ducks in a row...so I though I would post a picture titled just that!</div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-21686179241012202222007-05-01T17:46:00.000-05:002007-05-01T18:01:21.559-05:00An Update from Studio Land<div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/leggyladyandchild-780809.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div>I haven't posted any new work in a while but I have been working on a new set of drawings. These latest have a figure, but the figure is not the main element. If I had to psycho- analyze these pictures I would have to say that the figure is being overwhelmed by her life. She seems to have no space in the picture...I can definitely relate. My work generally is a reflection of my life and state of mind. But don't get me wrong..I am not unhappy, I am just too over booked at times to sit back relax and enjoy.<img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/duksinarow-746809.jpg" border="0" /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/california-739027.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-40173778189832094402007-03-28T16:15:00.000-05:002007-03-28T16:43:33.110-05:00Swan Song<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/SWANSONGblog-772852.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/SWANSONGblog-772818.jpg" border="0" /></a> I just completed this piece frame and all. Yeah me! I feel like this has been a tough year for new work. Usually I am much more prolific. But, I have to say that I have been happy with my new work. I am trying to walk the line between abstract art and representational art. I love narratives that involve the figure, but I also love just playing with color and texture. This piece is definitely more toward the narrative. For me the girl in this painting is waiting to see what will come next in her life, as there are always some curves thrown in her direction. <blockquote></blockquote>My life is, as always, busy. I was thinking of starting a series called the soccer mom monologues or the mini van diaries...to celebrate my suburban roots and to pay homage to my evening job moonlighting as an underpaid chauffeur. I was reading about an artist who is making suburbia look hip through his edgy artwork. I was wondering if I could do the same for stretch marks(ew!). I don't know that suburbia will ever be hip but it is a necessary evil when raising kids so I guess I'm stuck here too. <div></div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7263567.post-35701052177836279292007-03-12T17:09:00.000-05:002007-03-12T17:39:22.159-05:00An offbeat family portrait<a href="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/hankinsfamilypic1-768147.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chankinspaint.com/calendar/uploaded_images/hankinsfamilypic1-765831.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I have never been one to have my family sit for a picture. I don't really think that it captures what we are about. I decided to draw a picture that is more symbolic of who we are rather than a depiction of what we look like. I also added in our menagerie of pets to round off the composition.<br /><blockquote></blockquote>I am of course in the center, because I am the queen- if only in my mind. My husband is standing behind me and is my support- he is really the king but I choose not to let him know that, I like to think that I have some control! My eldest son ,Nick, is standing near by looking cool- he is rolling into his teen years. My other son, Ryan, can be identified by his extra long eyelashes. Unfortunately god gave them to him and not me. My daughter Maddie is merrily dancing with Ryan and working on being the center of attention . She plans to either be the president of the United States or the winner of American Idol. Emilie, the youngest, is doing one of her silly dances near me and showing off her ever flamboyant personality.<br /><blockquote></blockquote>I added my dog Sam standing near Emily-they are a pair. My crazy cat Noelle is floating near the top of the picture ready to pounce when we are unaware. At the bottom of the picture is Speedy the mutant fish that my scientist dad gave me. He has been cloned with an added jellyfish protien and glows in the dark.<br /><blockquote>I think this picture is more telling than any photograph!</blockquote></div>Christina Hankinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04549946913286687240noreply@blogger.com