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Blogging is like exercise. When you do it often, you crave it. When you apply yourself and do it, you feel great. However, if you slow down the routine it is quite difficult to pick it up again. You think about it, you want to do it, but you can’t seem to get started again.
Let’s try it:
I am almost all moved into my new studio. I have yet to paint in here. I need to break it in. I am waiting for a FAT order of new supplies I ordered for making monotypes. My new drug. I am addicted. *salivates*
I took a fabulous 4 day monotype workshop with Amber George (an incredibly talented, very knowledgeable, and most importantly fun teacher..ok not most importantly, but very important indeed). Such an exciting medium, very different way of making art than I am used to. Once I wrapped my head around the whole process and techniques, I honestly could not stop. So much information in 4 days that my head was spinning. Spinning in a good way, a very thrilling kind of way, a “I should maybe be worried” kinda way…an almost obsessive kind of way.
I am hoping to have a few monotype series completed for Artwalk on April 23/24 in Little Italy where I will be sharing a booth with my fellow art6ers.
In other news… my kids are off school for 2 weeks. 2 weeks!! who the fuck takes 2 weeks for spring break? seriously. Is this some kind of bad joke? I think I may actually loose a marble or two. I need to get ready for artwalk, kind of hard to concentrate with the beep beep’s of Wii, the incessant MOM, mommy, ma, mama, mom, mommy calls, the “shuddup you dumbutt!” to each other as well as the constant off-ring wrestling.
Today we were at Ikea where after a miserable hour of trying to shop, we got to the warehouse part where they proceeded to race the hallways in the flat bed carts. I sat quietly on a patio furniture display and pretended not to know them. Waiting for a yellow shirt to scold them. I rested and dreamt of a cocktail alone , far, far away. Irresponsible? yes. Liberating? yes. I hate parents who allow their kids to misbehave in public places. However, sometimes you just have to say… fuck it!
I just re-read this whole post. I’m all over the place, welcome to my disorganized mind, but I’m not re-writing.
that’s right. fuck it.
I’ll attempt exercising tomorrow.
photo: monotype done during 4 day workshop. (“lost” 1/1 2010)
more photos HERE
5 Responses to "I think this post makes no sense. fuck it."
Esta buenisimo tu blog. otro the tus talentos es escribir!
loving the monotypes! so cool.
I love when you are all over the place!! Can’t wait to see what you come up with on your first project in your new studio.
this dumb thing almost didn’t let me say anything… see this silly grinning thing? ~:)
well, that’ s me after and during reading this fine post because you could have been me, complete with fuck it several times… damn if i have anything to say anymore, so fuck it only i have yet to actually go online, on my blog, and complete the all-important sentence.
lest you think i am off my rocker…welll…. ok, i am but that’s not important, everyone is to one extent or two..
i came by you from another artist and another besides but i think it started with kay so you could blame her… i just had to say hello to you after reading this … as for the ikea misbehaving and two fucking weeks of “spring break”, well, i would have said fuck it too ♥
Thanks for stopping by, I’m glad I’m not alone in the world of “fuck it”