Welcome

Ahoy Matey, and Welcome to REPTIRE, an intermittent ‘ship’s blog’, chronicling the slow rise in the South Easterly skies of Reptire Designs; a studio that designs and crafts always artful, and sometimes useful THINGAMABOBS from old Indian Cucachou, aka ReTired Rubber.

Down Below, Ye shall find a permanent 'flagship post' marking the Maiden Voyage of Reptire Designs.

And below that, in the ‘hull’, can be found more recent posts chronicling the daring new adventures of Reptire Designs, dashed with small bits of whimsy, spotted pickerel, local color, and lizard lore..

In fact, on the right, in pale purple, ye shall find the Captain's Log’s Table of Previous Posts, which ye can peruse by year, month, and title to ye hearts content.

If ye haven't gotchyer sea legs yet, My Pretty, Ye can take a gander at our website at www.reptiredesigns.com, to get a proper Landlubber's Introduction.

Thanks for stopping in, I do hope you enjoy your visit aboard this ship! HARHARHARHAR.......

Sincerely, Travius Von Cohnifus

Captain, Founder, Indentured Servant, Rubber Alligator Wrestlor Extraordinaire a' this here ship.

enter the treadknot

Welcome
On September 26th, 2006, I launched my tire art/design business, Reptire Designs, with a solo exhibition of my artwork in The Green Gallery at The Scrap Exchange Center for Creative Reuse, in Durham, NC. For many reasons, it was a night that I will always remember, and I am grateful to Laxmi (my girlfriend at the time) and Edie (my mother, still) for dutifully documenting while I shmoozed, so that I may now shmare a taste of the evening with anyone who was not able to attend...



On a cool but lively autumn night-before-Center Fest, a stream of friends and curious strangers trickled (like pebbles through a rain stick) through the forest of odds and ends (that roost at night in The Scrap Exchange), out into the warm light of the back savanna, a scene utterly glopped with bizarre rubbery hybrids. Tentative and curious, the visitors craned their necks, nibbled, pecked, stood back, moved in closer. From the walls, glassy mirror eyes gazed back through black unblinking eyelids, while beneath the visitor's feet, in a steamy drainage cistern, a mortal drama unfolded. Primordial forms, with no eyes at all, sat puckered on stoops. A cascade of glittering steal droplets formed a curtain, to which clung a colony of tiny tire knotlettes.

Vito D., a long-time collabator down from the Asheville area, caressed the warming air with his Strange Little Folk music. I bobbed and I flit, and at an increasing clip-someone must have opened the faucet a bit....for soon I was swooning, I just about lost it! As the evening progressed, to my delight and amazement, 'family' from Durham, Chapel Hill, Pittsboro, Hillsboro, Siler City, Asheville, and Fresno all made it! From the Cohn Clan to the Steudel Clan to the CFS Clan; from the WWC Clan to the Duke Ac Pub Clan to the SAF Clan; from the Bike Shop Clan to the Ninth St. Clan to the Scrap Clan... and every one in between, guys, they were all appearing before my stunned, blinking eyes. While I spun and I splayed, Vito now played-CHURNED- up a torrent of gritty ditties; while a staff volunteer (Brandon's a photographer, I swear) whipped up pitchers of Mango Lassies. And The 'Scrap Exchange girls' worked the door, the counter, and the floor, going "cha-CHING!", cha-CHING!","cha-CHING!".!.



By the end of the night, hundreds of friends, acquaintances and had-been-strangers had poured in, poured over the work, and partaken in, what was for me and my art, a monumental communal feast. And on top of it all, I got to place many of my preemies in hands that I love and trust, and in several instances, hands that fit them like gloves. What a privilage to be able to connect with people this way. Heading into the turbid seas of small business, I can confidently say that if I drown tomorrow, I am at least blessed today with the memory of (as Vito later put it) one authentically good Durham night.



Thanks to all of you who were there; in body and/or spirit.





Reclaimed-wood Builder and Reptire Collector Howard Staab enjoying magwi knot at the Scrap Exchange

Reclaimed-wood Builder and Reptire Collector Howard Staab enjoying magwi knot at the Scrap Exchange
I can't think of anything more rewarding for an artist than to see someone interacting with their artwork. Photo by Laxmi Haynes

Sammy and Dannette contemplate

Sammy and Dannette contemplate
Photograph by Laxmi Haynes

Cascade Colony of Knotlets

Cascade Colony of Knotlets
They would go with your jacket, would they not Claire?

Laxmi Resplendent

Laxmi Resplendent

Mavis In The Mist

Mavis In The Mist
Photograph by Laxmi Haynes

Tire Amazement

Tire Amazement
Photograph by Edie Cohn

Friday, October 21, 2011

SHOW AND TELL: The first in a series of Slide Presentations about my time spent at Hermitage, creating installing "Reclamation"

WARNING: (this is an experimental hybrid post, combining antipicipation from the day-of with reflection from the DAY AFTER).

Tonight, as part of our 3rd Friday Artwalk, here in Siler City, I will be presenting a 'slide show' about my time spent at Hermitage.


A Very Special Thanks to my special friends at Chatham County Together! and Hablando Claro, and for their generous loaning of their projector, for this event.

I will be using this blog, as a basis for presenting, and discussion.
I want to share what it was like for me to be an Artist in Residence, creating site-specific work.

Wish me luck!

PS, we also have a great band coming down from Greensboro tonight- Emily Stewart and The Baby Teeth (!).  I met this band and Shakori Hills recently, and knowing that we needed a band this month, I approached them about it. They seemed to be a perfect fit, sort of alternative country, which perhaps might be a good bridge between a lot of people around here. Its just a suspicion, but I think Alt County is maybe where its/we are at here, in Siler City, NC.

Thanks Emily and The Baby Teeth! You guys were great!!!

WELL, Emily and the Baby Teeth put on a hell of a performance, cold fingers or no. This is a top notch band, and I really hope we can give them their due, maybe in the Spring or early Summer. (they are such a 'green' band, in the sense of the color, vegetation). If not us, I hope that they get their due somewhere else. Someone said they would be good for the General Store Cafe, in Pittsboro. I concur. Also, what about the Bynum Front-Porch Music Series. YES!!


Also, a HUGE SHOUT-OUT and Thank you, to Geo DeSocio, who came in on Very short notice, to do an immaculate job on sound for the Baby Teeth. Geo is consumate professional- very well organized, methodical, stategic, considerate, and resourceful. He had top notch gear, and he knows what to do with it, pulling out the best of the band. Emily and the Baby Teeth sounded awesome!


We will have the Coconauts, chatham's own new improv troupe, giving their Siler City debut!
Are we ready? I guess we will soon see!..

YES WE WERE, THEY WERE FRIKKIN HILARIOUS! (I haven't laughed that hard in quite a while).

Lots of other great stuff going on tonight.
I really hope that we get a due crowd, for all that is in store!

LAMO!
I am grateful for the few folks that weathered the chilly air. But I think we've got to do better than that.

After the show, we all proceeded to my studio, for an after party party 'warm up, and a little slide show...


In attendance were: Stacye Leanza, Rita, Shawn, and Makani McKenzie, 
Stacye and Rita and Shawn
Beth, who runs an outdoor Music and Crafts Festival on her farm out by Jordan Lake, 


and the unwitting band: Emily, Doug, Sanders and Dylan!

Beth and the Band




Fortunately for me, this was exactly how many seats I had, including the blanket on the floor. Also fortunate for me, the band all seemed willing and game, and once the show started, seemed genuinely interested! I hope it was a good way for them to 'come down' from their big performance, before making the long trip back to Greensboro.

Konked Out Kid
Thanks to these souls for their good audienceship and sportly attentiveness (minus Makani)
Especially Big Thanks to Beth, for all of her awesome help with the projector, and also for her good comments and questions.