Happy late Chanukah, I mean Christmas. I don’t really celebrate, but I sort of missed out on Chunukah this year because I’ve been sick on and off this whole month, even at my opening. I’ve been trying to rest wherever I can get it, but I’ve also been busy, so it’s hard. All I know is that it’s time for a blog post because it’s been far too long. It usually gets my mind and my thoughts together, but this time, I’m not so sure.
I don’t know how often I complain on my blog. Probably more than I think I do, but I’m not sure if I’ve ever just written one long crazy rant for the purpose of pure venting. Perhaps I need to do it to disguise my confessions really. I don’t know. But lately, I’m just not feeling good. I’m depressed, I’m in pain, and I’m so tired that it’s honestly hard to believe.
Pictured above is the most recent completed painting called Flintlock Terrace: oil, paper and fabric on birch wood panel at 18 x 24 inches. It’s actually only the first piece I have finished for my upcoming show at the end of November, Rock and Refuge, at Craig Krull Gallery. That’s in addition to what I already have on the birch wood panels here that haven’t been sold yet.
I mentioned before that I was going to start answering some my own odd questions that I laid out for myself in my art plan.
For the first time late last night I began to get totally inspired paintings in my head. I was looking around on the internet like I usually do at art and I saw some work by Debra Smith that really inspired me. It makes me want to take my mixed media works to a whole new level. I thought about drawing out some compositions, but I was so crazy tired, I couldn’t it. I was nodding off at my computer (which I often do) and I had to get myself into the bed before I slammed my nose into my keyboard.