


i just know that they are
perhaps they are a poem
this was
i think this blog will be moving,
it is no longer appropriate for the front page of my site,
there will most likely be a link to it
from the behind the lens section of this site
i knew that if i just let it happen
this piece would kind of pull itself together
and i guess if it didn't,
i was comfortable with that as well
seeing marina in white today, without the table
kind of pulled it together for me
i wanted so much to bring these into the studio
to paint them for my project
but i couldn't bear to cut them
days & days interrupted
today will be the last
cleared most things
off my plate
off my desk
&
out of the clutter of my mind
i MUST simplify things
the strangest things can become precious
like when you need find that 100 white map pins are needed to hang a show
and there are none to be had except ones that are in use
and when you try to remove them from the wall
the little heads come off...
i managed to collect enough :)
i also managed to post a show invitation
and looking for something else
(pictures of plants)
i found this version of a self portrait that strangely,
i didn't use, i kind of like it
i told you it would be white (left)
and this is just how it's been going for the past couple of months
my process is so strongly influenced by that picasso quote that's all over this site,
the one about painting out anything that doesn't work...
it's my touchstone in a way
started a new little piece of all this
a twitter companion to this blog
i've been doing it privately for a while
let's see if it works
the last 5 posts will always be at the bottom of this blog
or if you tweet, you can follow me...