The weight of my work is in creating videos in Advertising and Marketing – commercials, corporate videos, capital campaign videos etc. The wonderful thing about Clark Creative is that we also get involved with many local arts and nonprofit organizations, including The Bemis Center for Contemporary Art, The BLUEBARN Theater, KANEKO, Omaha Performing Arts, and Opera Omaha. Because of this, I always feel that my work is going for worthwhile causes.
Originally posted March 2014, read about fashion designer, Buf Reynolds on the cusp of presenting Phaesporia, a beautiful new collection that strikes a balance between art and fashion. To experience Buf’s collection go to http://omahafashionweek.ticketleap.com/phaesporia/
Omaha Fashion Week begins August 18 and runs through August 23, 2014. For more information: http://omahafashionweek.com/schedule/
I use dance as a metaphor in describing the process through which I create textile art. My goal is to produce dazzling effects of rhythm and movement by manipulating and modifying fibers and fabric to bring about new and dynamic forms of art. In doing so I create objects of fine art for residential and commercial interiors as well as one-of-a-kind garments and accessories for special occasions or the stage. My textile art is exhibited in galleries, public spaces, and performance situations.
I am so much more than that, though. I am simultaneously a designer, coordinator, seamstress, manager, parent, partner, doughnut-eater, Sherlock enthusiast, and plenty more. Some of those are more important than others, but many require a great deal of time and energy.
Like nearly all children, I was (and still am) the kind that loves to draw out the things and ideas that come to mind. Back then, if there was any sort of blank surface, it would be drawn on. When paper wasn’t around, the walls had to suffice. I got in trouble for that, so I wouldn’t recommend that route, but for me, trying to capture my imagination and make it real made it completely worth it. Those childhood days of crayons and markers and chalk was where it all began for me.
I first learned how to draw cartoons by studying the comics section of the Sunday World-Herald. I would spend hours on the living room floor, or in my bedroom, sheets of paper and pens and crayons spread around me, trying my best to recreate Snoopy, Charlie Brown, and the many other characters that populated the Sunday Funnies.
My father, however, took a dim view of such endeavors. It’s not that he wasn’t supportive of my wanting to become an artist. After all, he was a singer and musician and very much understood my drive and passion. The issue for him had everything to do with my not coming up with my own characters.
When I was a kid my parents always said, “If you love what you do for a living
you’ll never work a day in your life.”
To me, a child only concerned with Spider-Man, G.I. Joe and who would win if
they ever had to battle, that sounded wonderful. I was 12 when I had it all figured
out: I would leave the nest at 18, move to New York and take over the reigns of