This blog is about sharing the experience of creating and showing my work. I should include my emotions about my experiences and not just a list of "I am showing here" and "I got rejected there".
The Emotional Truth:
I am nervous about my solo show and how my artwork will be perceived...how I will be percieved as a result. It's like I just woke up out of the fog of creating the work yesterday when Jason Brown and I were hanging all fourteen works from the Huddleston Series.
The realization set in. I had fourteen portraits of dead people. It is not exactly an attractive topic- the whole death thing- and as I was creating the work, I was not dwelling upon morbid perversions. While I spent hours with each portrait, I made up stories about their lives and honored their well earned wrinkles. I was not thinking about their deaths- I was wondering about their lives. Thinking about the strangers I would never know, and hoping that their experiences of life were wonderful while they were with us. I hoped that they had those moments in which they knew that they were loved by the people in their lives.
This is why I am nervous. Viewers typically spend only a few seconds with any given artwork. It is a rarity that an viewer will stand in front of a work for two minutes or more. People often keep walking as they are looking...
Mark Rothko put benches where his work was displayed to encourage the viewer to spend more time in order to experience the work. Smart man.
At first glance, and just perusing through the work the viewers may only see dead people...unlike in the Sixth Sense though. :) I am scared they will miss the opportunity to create their own narratives and miss out on the point of it all.
FILLED WITH ANXIETY...but this is a part of putting oneself out there, right?
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Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
Monday Madness- Office Space Style
Inventory, inventory, pricing, pricing...the must do list prior to the show.
This has been an extremely busy day of record keeping. I feel as though I should be in an office somewhere specializing in database entry...despite my attire. I confess that I am still in my morning clothes as I write this-I jumped into the inventory stuff upon grabbing for my morning coffee and have been working ever since...really not being lazy...am I? heeheehee
Ode to office jobs...which brings me to MONDAY MADNESS!
My favorite office job that I ever had was at a payroll place called Employee Solutions. At that time I was not the best worker, and my experience was extremely similar to the movie "Office Space" in my attitude of not doing much but looking like I did.
For example, one of my best friends and I would go into the supply closet to get paper...instead we were looking out of the supply room's window making up dialogue of the people walking in and out of the adjacent barbershop.
Fridays were days that I was extremely busy with filing...really it was a day devoted to tearing perferation off of documents while goofing around with said friend, and that was it. As for the filing part, at the end of the day I'd grab a folder and slam all of them in there and stick them in a drawer where they would fit. Tah-dah!
The kicker was that I put in my two weeks because my school schedule conflicted. About a week after my notice, I realized that it could work out afterall, and went into the manager's office to ask if I could take back my two weeks notice. She was my distant cousin and she still said no. hahahahaha! I guess she caught on. :)
This has been an extremely busy day of record keeping. I feel as though I should be in an office somewhere specializing in database entry...despite my attire. I confess that I am still in my morning clothes as I write this-I jumped into the inventory stuff upon grabbing for my morning coffee and have been working ever since...really not being lazy...am I? heeheehee
Ode to office jobs...which brings me to MONDAY MADNESS!
My favorite office job that I ever had was at a payroll place called Employee Solutions. At that time I was not the best worker, and my experience was extremely similar to the movie "Office Space" in my attitude of not doing much but looking like I did.
For example, one of my best friends and I would go into the supply closet to get paper...instead we were looking out of the supply room's window making up dialogue of the people walking in and out of the adjacent barbershop.
Fridays were days that I was extremely busy with filing...really it was a day devoted to tearing perferation off of documents while goofing around with said friend, and that was it. As for the filing part, at the end of the day I'd grab a folder and slam all of them in there and stick them in a drawer where they would fit. Tah-dah!
The kicker was that I put in my two weeks because my school schedule conflicted. About a week after my notice, I realized that it could work out afterall, and went into the manager's office to ask if I could take back my two weeks notice. She was my distant cousin and she still said no. hahahahaha! I guess she caught on. :)
Friday, October 1, 2010
Posting and Procrastinating
I've been posting a lot lately...on this, on twitter, on tumblr blog. Well, not TONS but more than I usually do. What's up with that? (Am now hearing the SNL song in my head)...
Could it be that I am procrastinating? Unable to make the final push towards the show. Not having discipline enough to face just two more blank panels all gessoed and ready to go? I am calling myself out on this. I'm finding that I procrastinate right after I start something. I will do about an hour of work and then so conveniently get sidetracked onto something else. It's hard to sit still in front of my easel for a long time somedays, especially right before it is supposed to be ready. I never miss a deadline, but seriously, do I just love the stress of last minute? How about you, dear readers, when do you procrastinate the most?
Could it be that I am procrastinating? Unable to make the final push towards the show. Not having discipline enough to face just two more blank panels all gessoed and ready to go? I am calling myself out on this. I'm finding that I procrastinate right after I start something. I will do about an hour of work and then so conveniently get sidetracked onto something else. It's hard to sit still in front of my easel for a long time somedays, especially right before it is supposed to be ready. I never miss a deadline, but seriously, do I just love the stress of last minute? How about you, dear readers, when do you procrastinate the most?
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