It seems I will have work in 3 shows that have opening receptions on the evening of December 11th.
This has never happened to me before, but it’s a nice problem to have. I am counting my blessings.
One is the previously mentioned Art Market at the Arvada Center.
The second is The Unity Church of Denver, who have accepted 13 of my paintings for their “Angels” show.
Thirdly, I’ll be showing with at CORE with two very talented artists, Terri Bell and Melissa Rackliff.
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Tagged Angels, Arvada Center, bluebird, CORE New art space, happiness, Unity Church of Denver
I’m working on small paintings for the 23rd Annual Fine Art market Show and Sale at The Arvada Center for the Arts & Humanities.
Here are a couple that are finished. They’re only 6″ x 6″- about the size of a bathroom tile!
The Catbird Seat:
Bee Minus Hive Mind:
I need to concentrate and finish at least a dozen more.
Little melancholy with a restless mind.
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Oil on canvas, 16″ x 16″.
Oil on Canvas, 40″ x 30″.
I’m nervous, as always. I have a couple of paintings in there that I haven’t even had a chance to photograph yet.
If you’re in Denver, please come by and take a look. It will be happening here.
One of my former professors, Craig Marshall Smith, had an essay published in the Denver Post recently titled “Doomed to Be an Artist.” It’s a good read. You can find it here.
His expression, “hearts on the walls” makes me reflect on why I always feel so vulnerable at my own openings.
My show will close on Sunday September 27th at 5 PM.
Cheers.
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Oil on canvas, 40″ x 40″
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Tagged little death, queen mab
The social networking sites always ask for status updates. What are you doing? What’s on your mind?
What’s on my mind, as it usually is this time of year, is beauty. Whatever that is. There’s something about late summer and early fall that make me vacillate between taking a treacly joy in the pleasures all around- the voluptuous tomatoes in my weedy overgrown garden, the music of crickets punctuated by snapping katydids in the dark night air- and feeling recurring seizures of melancholia that keep taking hold of my shoulders as if from nowhere. Maybe it’s the uncertainty of when all this will end that makes late summer seem more beautiful. We don’t know when the first frost will arrive and blacken the vines.
As for social networking, I’ve suspended my facebook account for the time being. It makes me even more neurotic than usual and creates a constant sort of mental static when what I need most now is quiet withdrawal and concentration. I’m hoping to finish some more of these canvases in my studio in time for my show.
Oil on canvas, 16″ x 16″.
I’m happy about finishing this one without overworking it.
I may grab “Yo Veulo” back and rework it, try to simplify it and paint some parts out if I have time.
Dreadful sinus infection and low energy.
Oil on canvas, 16″ x 16″.
Paint Fumes 