Haven't gotten much (painting) work do this week, winter has been rolling into town and that means pain. Crushing, relentless pain. However, I did get into the AS220 printshop twice this week which has opened me up to thnking about work in whole new directions again. the possibilities for work in print....
I have to say, I feel incredibly fortunate right now. For years I dreamt of living in a place with real artists, not just once in a while weekend painters, and seeing work that really is diverse and here I am. For years I wanted to learn different forms of printmaking, graffitti and urban art and welding and now I live in a city that makes it all possible. I'm learning and adapting, trying and succeeding, failing and trying again but it's all in an atmosphere of inclusion - the people I've met are able to teach and accept different forms of work. I don't have to fit in a little box anymore - that's incredible to me especially after spending most of my life on an island, Cape Cod, and it's conformist art community were I was told I was good but not quite good enough or I don't paint the right lighthouse the right way like all the other good little island artists.
Life beyond the bridges of Cape Cod has brought on friendships and opportunities I only could of dreamt of before. But here I am. It's 6 a.m.and I'm groggy and probably not making much sense. Back to bed for a nap while I make out today's to do list? I think top of the list is:
- Got to Fall River, pick up photo development equip
- Go to storage unit, pick up some finished work and find reference material!
- Clean out truck!!!
- Start more work
|Setting up in the new drawing room/computer/lounging/staring at the wall room|
|"My toe points me in an appropriate direction" - acrylic on ink and pencil on paper. Not quite finished|
|Start of a portrait on masonite|
|Start of a two panel canvas portrait|
|Aesrosol and acrylic stage|
|Heavy acrylic. After this - a few more bits in acrylic and then on to oils.|
|Got caught in the first big winter (rain) storm. Soaked but happy.|
|....everyone loves the new digs. So cozy, so comfy. So brother-y.|
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