Guest Article for City Pulse by Tim Lane

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FAVORITE THINGS

Tim Lane and his art collection

Lansing City Pulse, June 16, 2020

Posted Tuesday, June 16, 2020 2:02 pm

Rich Tupica

Tim Lane is an athletic specialist for the City of East Lansing and the assistant coordinator of the East Lansing Art Festival. He is a husband and father. Aside from that, Lane is also an artist, writer and poet—and his favorite thing fully reflects that creative passion.

My wife and I have lived on the East Side of Lansing for 25 years. We rented for a couple of years before buying a house. Once the house was bought, we began collecting artwork.

In the summer of 2017, the sink in our upstairs bathroom malfunctioned. Over the course of an unsuspecting night, water filled the upstairs and began to work its way to the ground floor and basement through the ducts, outlets, stairs and ceiling. The place was a water park, and we were ultimately displaced for six months.

Miraculously, very little of the artwork hanging on our walls was damaged. A few pieces were. Several pieces had to go. Over the years, our personal art collection has become one of my favorite things.

Our collection began with a couple of pieces I had inherited from my aunt who was a graphic artist. One year, early on, we spent our income tax return on a series of collages our good friend, Detroit artist Teresa Petersen, had made. We established a relationship with Patrick Turner and began to collect his work, as well, around this time. Turner was an artist from Milwaukee who had won awards at the East Lansing Art Festival.

Sometimes artists trade work. As an artist, myself, I have traded work with artists who have become some of my good friends. We have a Travis Black in our dining room, an Aaron Curtner in our living room — both local, homegrown artists. I have a beautiful allegorical painting of a winter woods in my work office that was painted by Mike Clark of Silver Spring, Maryland.

One of our largest paintings is a painting by Jayme Theis. Jayme and I had a two-person show at Otherwise Art Gallery in Old Town back in 2003. When the show ended, Jayme and I traded. The trade commemorates my first exhibition of paintings. Prior to that, my first show had been an exhibition of collages at Todd Mack’s, where I befriended Alison Alfredson, another exceptional local artist.

One day, a large package arrived. It turned out to be a portrait of me that our friend, Mike Clark, had painted from a photo. I had no idea he had been working on it. I was speechless.

Our most recent acquisitions are two prints by Pete Martens, a local printmaker. I bought them for my wife on our 25th wedding anniversary. One print echoes our love of Lake Michigan — the other depicts the Michigan State University Chapel, where we were married.

When our house flooded, we had to pack quickly. There was no time for a ton of organization. Boxes were stuffed in various safe places. For the past three years, we have been searching for the box where we stored a sculptural piece by local artist Ingrid Blixt. We finally found it just last week. It was in the attic. Once on the upright piano in the living room, it is now on the Art Deco chifforobe in our dining room.

(Favorite Things was edited by Rich Tupica)

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Year One by Tim Lane

There are a couple of new paintings in the shop at yoursilentface. The latest is a smaller piece on watercolor paper. This one merges a meditation of First Contact with a better future. Just as it is unacceptable to think that our world cannot be any better, it is arrogant to assume that we are the only life forms in the universe.

Scroll for a look at the new painting, a link to its gallery and a link to the shop.

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There's a Protest in Lansing Today but... by Tim Lane

I cannot go.

I delved into my journal this morning to see if I could pinpoint what I had been thinking while I was making paintings in 2015/2016. I think Michael Brown’s death and Ferguson were still on my mind. I was also dealing with sending my (multiracial, brown-skinned) son out into the world for college, far from home, and worried about that. How could I protect him while he was 800 miles away? The answer of course is that the community needs to protect him. There’s only so much a parent can do.

I can’t go to the protest today. The system needs to change. Change is hard but necessary. We can do this. #BLM. I support change. I’m leaving a link here to my BLM series. You can check the paints out. I hope they take you some place—toward some thought or idea or feeling.

Your Silent Face (A Thought that Never Changes Remains a Stupid Lie), 2013

Your Silent Face (A Thought that Never Changes Remains a Stupid Lie), 2013

A New Painting in the Shop by Tim Lane

There’s a new painting in the shop at yoursilentface. And it’s an addition to the series The Sublime.

2065 CE, 2020acrylic, house & spray on canvas24”x24”

2065 CE, 2020

acrylic, house & spray on canvas

24”x24”

Get the Balance Ri-i-ght by Tim Lane

You’ve probably been wondering if Pete and I have added any songs to our mega deep cuts Spotify playlist, Get the Balance Ri-i-ght. I am happy to say that we have included some more Ministry, a few songs by Martin Gore from the 1989 Counterfeit EP, and more. This playlist is the perfect gift for that amazing GenX’er in your life who doesn’t need anything. Follow it on Spotify so you can keep this amazing playlist at your fingertips!

Viola!

Poetry Alert! The Personal Poems Are Available by Tim Lane

The Personal Poems is a correspondence between two poets (Tom Bourguignon and myself) stretching from 2005 to 2006. The title of the collection is a nod to both Frank O’Hara and Ted Berrigan, in that order. In 1959, FOH wrote a poem entitled “Personal Poem.” After Ted Berrigan moved to NYC in the early 60s, he became friends with O’Hara and wrote his own FOH-inspired poems (Personal Poem, Personal Poem #2, Personal Poem #7, Personal Poem #9).

If you are not familiar with FOH’s poetry, it is worth mentioning that the immediacy of his poems is a well-known signature of his work. The immediacy of Berrigan’s “takes” on O’Hara’s style is equally seductive and engaging.

Tom and I realized that “Personal Poem” by FOH and Berrigan’s later poems were a great model for a correspondence—for a manuscript with an epistolary format. The idea of keeping in touch through poems that adopted a letter-writing flavor allowed us to experiment and generate a fair number of poems.

Tom was in NYC; I was in Lansing, Michigan. He was going to school, and separated from his love by distance. I was an aspiring artist, raising kids and holding down part-time work. It was an enjoyable, productive collaboration.

Use the link below to shop for The Personal Poems. It’s only $4. All proceeds go back into the lifespan of the website.

Tim Lane

Tim Lane

Tom Bourguignon

Tom Bourguignon

Personal poem, Sep. 25, 2005, eight forty-three

at night, in the Staten Island Ferry terminal, waiting

for the nine-thirty ferry home.  My fiancée

hit the ignore button on her cell when I called,

and as I sit here wondering why I continue

to write

the poem of my day which, in this moment,

consists in pigeons wandering through the terminal, 

but the floors are mopped & waxed & there’s no food

for them, I think my mind is mopped &

waxed, too, & as for what I should do about it

I’m not too certain.  Being a thousand miles from

Gail is too much—my mind is tired from keeping

myself busy so I won’t realize how lonely I am & how

miserable I am without her around.

Little things creep

up, tomorrow’s reading, that worries me; teaching

Tuesday at the hospital; getting my poem revised &

my Old English done.  Do things get done in the

world, anymore?  I think, the older I get, the

less I get done per day.  I guess I hope I live

a long time—

____


Sunday, September 11th, 2005, we get up

& take the kids downtown for a brunch that

doesn’t suck, or so I lie to myself after

Sheila returns an omelet laced with hair,

such a brave girl, sincere, much braver

than I, who would’ve left it untouched

& paid full price

Outside the sky blue & above us inspires

the windows of buildings which’ve seen

brighter Sundays after football games

during which the home fans tore up

the turf, we must get back to passion

like that, to supreme hatred or effluent

love, forgetting what day it is amidst

discussions of corporate greed with an

eleven-year-old & I still haven’t made it

back to New York, undiscovered &

hungry

Raccoons, Original Art & Ke$ha by Tim Lane

Yesterday I ran into this little momma (she’s hiding her baby under her) while getting my steps in at dusk. Other than her, and three other people I saw from a distance, I didn’t see anyone else, and that was fine. The sighting seemed like the perfect segue to my gallery, People Enacting the Behaviors of Urban Animals.

Below, a pic of the critter, a sample from the series, a link to the gallery, a link to the shop, and a Ke$ha video!

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