Flexibility is a hallmark of digital images. And while my work begins in the physical world, the transformations can be as small as a thumbnail or big as a billboard.
The result is art to be lived with – from archival-quality prints for personal and public spaces to video projections during live performances. Or, in this case, one dozen fresh postcards.
“Hello, Strawberry Jam!”“Camaraderie and the Scenic Overlook”“Chasing Waterfalls”“River Lights”“Blue is the Butterfly Waiting to Emerge”“Shelter for a Daydream Believer”“Neighborhood Pines, Freshly Defined”“Modern Love (A Birds-Eye View)”“Peace Train’s Musical Medley”“Luxurious Life”
The postcards are printed and ready for “Artmageddon 8” – a month-long Brooklyn-wide festival. I’ll be showing them along with pigment prints during the finale flourish on Sunday, September 27, 2026. (Rain date: October 4th).
“Reborn Pudding” explores the power of expression and limits of control I experience as an artist who navigates between our physical world and the social-media arena. It began with @ziartcat, posting more than 300 images from mid-July 2023 through the first week of January 2026. The portfolio in motion features 100 of those original squares, plus 14 new pieces.
Photographs and scans of my immediate environment, paintings, collages, found objects, and mixed-media constructions are the source for this art. All of the online images are documented with a pigment-ink test print, filling five archived notebooks.
From tiny gems to bathing the room with color and light. Fine art prints, multimedia exhibitions, postcards, promotions, events, your personal flat-screen, or an onstage projection behind the orchestra. The tangible and digital elements work together as a foundation of borderless potential.
This apple was sliced and exposed to air, but nothing else about this post was “cut and dried.” I have been working and re-working it for months. First by making variations of the dried-apple scans of 2024. Then taking flight with new artwork and bringing life to the sequence.
At last, I liked the way it looks. But still tussled with what to say.
In the northern hemisphere, the First Day of Spring arrived on Wednesday, March 20th. I want this, always, to be an occasion for unbridled celebration. A time for completing my projects with passion. Yet news of the world, ominous on nearly every front, left me tormented and tossed.
It took far longer than planned or expected, but the unfiltered beauty we can sense, touch, see, hear moved gently into the scope of my vision and thoughts.
On the morning of March 24th, the cry of a blue jay flying by my window. At twilight, the outrageous song of mockingbirds on rooftops. On the ground in the following week … hardy snowdrops, purple crocus, the ephemeral wood violet’s shining dark greenery poised to cradle a riot of sun-yellow blossoms, and two small primrose plants already blooming through last year’s chilled, wet, fallen oak leaves.
Through the nights this past Winter, a cardinal slept – orange-red, puffed up, face hidden, protected in a tall and elderly yew tree, surprisingly revealed by a small patch of light from the otherwise obnoxious security lamp in an obscure corner of the brick-and-cement-lined alleyway.
There is a star inside the apple. Slow down, look closely, find the miraculous.
One human person, I make art with light and time, my eyes and hands.Reflecting the nearby tangible world. The things we see and those we imagine. In the street, the garden, the sky, the air. Assembling and arranging mere pixels onscreen. Searching for those moments when a tender yet ecstatic satisfaction appears and takes hold. Here is your invitation to explore! Love, Cat
* In 2012, I painted this mural near Argyle Road for “Uncover Church Avenue” – a contest sponsored by the BID that is now Church-Flatbush Community Alliance. New local businesses moved in, the storefront’s painted over, and the neighborhood is lively as ever!