Dexter

Painting I did of Hans a few days ago, but was too wet to photograph.This has a little more to go, but its almost there.

I started watching Dexter again last night. There is a repetitive thing with a sliced up barbie. I had seen the first few episodes back in January I think. I wonder if that image sparked this project. Interesting.

One Arm In

So I pretty much did this painting while Skyping with Aisha. It was really nice. The painting is small, like 3x4 inches. The rest will be proportional to this. And if all goes as well as this one did, I can get a lot done pretty quickly! Maybe I'll do another tonight as it is only 10:00

Pre Painting

So I also did this the other night, when the watercolors were out.
I did this tonight. Noel left some primed canvases, and I think I could use a painting in the bathroom. I guess I also thought I could use some pre-painting enjoyment before diving in to the piece. I think I'll work on this one more night, but next week or something. Hmm.

Warming up

I found this adorable plant at work last week, and I did some studies of it. Only this one came out. It was enjoyable. Like a doodle, with intention. I think hanging out in the 1533+Yelena Studio was really good for my motivation muscle.

I did manage to finish all the drawings for the new piece, and when I rabbit skin glued them to the MDF, the pencil didn't run. This is wonderful. I ruined one of the papers trying to shove it into place, but I did another drawing, took the least amount of time, and theyre all dry and everything. I think tonight will be painting night.

Beginnings.

Soon these things will be united. As one.

post script

I just remembered I never posted this photoshopped concoction of the paintings together, as they sat on my wall until Lauren came to get them. She has yet to send me the picture text of them on her wall, but whenever that happens, I will be sure to at least try to figure out how to post that as well.

Still no art on my part, however I am hoping to hear back from Project Basho soon, and Celia sent me this link: to the Little Show of Horrors, which I am planning on attending. I will also be in NYC on Wednesday to see the Francis Bacon show and maybe even muster up enough energy to get to the Guggenheim.

Paralytic Fears of Post-Collegiate Highway Hypnosis

This is the only way I can think of explaining how I fear the future of my own state of mind. I love being high on caffeine- that adrenaline pumps me up and gets me going to push me further, getting me genuinely high on life. But lately I have no reason to drink coffee in the first place. Of course, I have to, otherwise I just plain feel sleepy. This is really no problem, it is just really frustrating to me that my relationship with it is so drastically different than it used to be.

As far as art goes, I have been trying to make art so that I don't just plain stop making art, but on the other hand I feel that I may just need a healthy break from it, of course assuming that this break doesn't lead to the stoppage of my art-making muscle. So I am now abstaining from making art, and will resume again sometime in the beginning of September. Already I have found myself thinking about art voluntarily rather than scared, and forcing myself to. And I have taken off work next Wednesday to see the Francis Bacon show at the Met before it closes. This might be magic.