My life has been chaotic.
Full of flavor.
Who's isn't these days?
Or maybe I just surround myself with people that love the chaos as much as I do.
This month is craziest among all other months.
I have two art shows.
It is the start of the bike season, which is HUGE for my company.
And I am travelling to Norway for two weeks.
A crazy month indeed.
Hopefully I will get to share some of my adventures on here.
For now, here are some shots of me hanging one of my shows.
I wonder how people organize their time differently.
I wonder how many people I painted next to consistently for 4 years in college are still painting.
I wonder why my paint doesn't dry in the winter, even in this apocalyptic warm weather.
What wild wonders.
Today, I wonder about David Ageno.
I wonder why he chooses hyper realism with cracked, smeared, globs of paint through the works.
But I also wonder how I have not seen his work before.
How simple and detailed the figure, but how colorful and expressive the strokes.
A marvel, really.
For now, my work is hibernating. The holidays have consumed me.
Luckily, I remained creative this season and made all of my gifts. A new challenge for me.
A homemade body scrub. An illustrated magnet. Bacon salt that was far too greasy. And watercolor mimicked candle holders created from nail polish.
It was several hours, days, and weeks in the making. But worth the surprised smiles.
My latest work, completed 12/10 and STILL not dry.
Some people see it as an inability to focus.
Others see it as a short attention span.
But who's to say I can't enjoy two things at once?
Who's telling me I can not paint two very different art series at the same time?
A part of me fears society won't accept me.
I don't have a "style,"
That thing that you see in all my artwork,
That thing that is distinctly...me.
But what if "me" is more than one thing?
What if I see both sides,
And I want to interpret both sides,
At the same time?
I don't know what is right.
I don't know what will help me advance my career or not.
All I know...is that I enjoy painting what I feel on that particular day.
And that day,
Last week,
I painted these.
An inspiration can take any shape.
A sound, a flash of color, a delicious bite.
We are constantly being affected by our surroundings.
It's up to us,
To take that moment,
And appreciate what we've just discovered.
Tonight,
My world has been impacted,
By Takenobu.
Moving.
Hanging an art show.
Buying furniture cause you have none.
Feeling super poor because you just moved.
Birthdays.
Euphoria.
Launching-of-a-new-project-at-work stress.
Being sick for a week and missing a lot of work.
Which means not getting paid.
Which means feeling super poor again.
Pfft....pahahahah.
I guess I'm feeling like I need excuses today.
Excuses for not painting.
But I just bought a new art cabinet,
And set it up filled with supplies,
Waiting to be used and abused over my chaotic, creative process.
Picking up my paintings from Race St. Cafe in Old City, Philadelphia this weekend.
They had a great run.
Sometimes, we use "life" as an excuse.
Life is crazy.
Life is too hectic.
Such a busy life.
Life has caught up to me.
That is my current reasoning.
And it isn't a good one.
Being in the process of moving has caused dilemmas in the painting category.
Where to paint.
When can I paint.
I officially move into a new apartment in two weeks.
But I also secured a solo show to be hung the beginning of August.
I thrive on deadlines.
I have a goal. 5 big paints, 4 small for my newest series.
Here is the start of the 5th big one.
Being back in the game, with colorful hands and roughed up knees, feels so good.
Give it up for floor painters like me.
Things are looking up.
Pretty soon I'll have much more time for my artwork.
AND a show in the summer.
My goals for this year have been suppressed because of my present situation.
But I will not let that deter me from accomplishing them soon.
Everyone's "soon" is different.
For now, here's a sneak peek into my new striped series:
