Day 5 Gone Fishing

I got up at dawn to watch the sunrise from my deck. Today is a day off!!! I went out on Lake Martin already, where I surprised a wood duck and it surprised me. We had an incident on the boat where an alligator bit someone's cellphone. "Can you hear me now?" I stopped for coffee and stumbled on a Cajun jam in Breaux Bridge, and after a few errands, like stopping by Tee Sues if the fresh baguette light is flashing, I'm gonna sit on thedeck and have a cold one. Laissez les bon temps rouler.

Happy Turkey Day!

I must admit celebrating a holiday of questionable historical value, both for its' perhaps untrue origin, and the added fact that it came into existence after the Civil War, is rather odd. But if it came into that post war existence to promote the healing of a war torn country then I'm all for it.

I do love being together with family and friends so any rationale is a good one,and of course, an excuse to make pies is never wasted.

Warm thoughts to all of you on the occasion of this Thanksgiving. I am grateful, my friends, for your support, so what ever you're doing and wherever you are, have a truly lovely day. Happy Thanksgiving!

we're back...

We're back...after burn out and soul searching with a serious recommitment to blog world. Managing family, studio practice, art networking and an upcoming major solo show has been a challenge but I'm sure I can commit to blogging at least twice a week for the next year and maybe more.


Some of the fun things I've missed blogging about are having a film Kurt and I worked on shown at the Coney Island Film Festival. I've been making other movies and painting up a storm. Here are some new paintings both from "Moving Violations."




And finally I have another new project, "Videos on Broadway". Window and sidewalk projections at Union Square. This is an open call —— it could be your chance to be on Broadway —— details to follow. In the meantime, here's a little video about the project. See you soon...

Different Mediums, Singular Point of View

I fell in love with the work of Manolo Valdez, when I first saw his show at Marlborough in Chelsea. His large (approx. 80" x 100") oils on pieced together burlap knocked my socks off. I then discovered his sculptures and recently at Marlborough's summer show, a piece using cut paper. Looking at all of these together you can see his singular vision unfettered. Makes you want to cry.




And for us the struggling artists, I discovered, Eva V, Huile Sur Toile
by Manolo Valdez. A high quality art print on canvas approx. 16"x20"—it might keep us warm at night—with no tears.

Lessons in driving on Astroturf

I recently discovered Jane Dickson's work, through it's resonance with my own. She paints similar subject matter (to mine) on unusual surfaces such as Astroturf, sandpaper, vinyl, or carpet to exploiting the textural qualities of these materials.
She is vastly better known than myself having shown at The Whitney Museum, Creative Time, and The Metropolitan Museum.

Most recently she has completed a mosaic for MTA in the 42nd street station. The figures are weary revelers after New Year's Eve in Times Square. I'm sure she will continue to be an inspiration and aspiration for me.

Aftermath

As I start this post, I wonder how many hundreds of thousands of bloggers are at this moment saying, "I'm sorry for not posting in a while." Prisoners of an ever-expanding collective societal guilt? It smells like a thesis to me.

In the meantime, we are still dealing with the aftermath of the fire. I always think I'm o.k. but am getting bogged down by the details. I keep remembering more things that were in the fire space. The best news of remembered items was that I had a 10 foot square dog painting (that I really like) rolled up in a giant PVC shipping tube (constructed from drain pipe). The tube melted and bent but the painting was fine. O frabjous joy!