Hannah
34x27.5 inches
grapite on paper

a last minute show...

I have some pieces up in a show with a couple other Root Division artists opening this Wed:

Epicenter Cafe
Jon Casey Clary, Claire Droney & Keef Ward
Opening Reception: Wednesday, April 8th, 7:30–9:30 p.m.
Featuring live music by Illy Bogart*
764 Harrison St. (between 3rd and 4th), San Francisco

This is in conjunction with Root Division's annual TASTE event.

Vija Celmins drawings never cease to completely blow my mind.

"I did a lot of drawing of course. You know we all did drawing, that’s how it started. You know you’re little, you start drawing. Just keep drawing. It sort of makes a certain kind of life. I guess drawing and reading, I used to read a lot. I made a sort of world. Read a lot, draw a lot, that’s what I used to do."

We cannot tear out a single page of our life, but we can throw the whole book in the fire.

Things have been a little bleak lately in this windy city. Just cold all around. I've been burning the candle at both ends as usual, a trait of mine that my mother used to get mad at me about when I was little, and has not, as of yet subsided. I went home sick from work today, and have been multi-tasking uploading photos, reading, and watching The Best Little Whore House in Texas. I can't even do nothing when I am sick. But dammit, there is a lot to do and people to meet and things to try and to learn and to know. Plus sitting around pondering my existential crisis, although a topic of endless interest, has proved to have zero resolve. A friend of mine who is in the studio with me told me that he thinks I like to make things hard on myself. He gathered this from a handful of conversations and my oversized, labor intensive graphite drawings. I don't think this is necessarily a bad thing, although I am realizing it is a fine line between positive self discovery and self destruction for me, that I have not yet fully mastered.
These old pictures are some recycled adventures to remind me of all the fun I'll have come May, and that the dark months are just to get the work done. And that's what I've been doing, the art is coming along, I got a fancy new desk and am soon moving into my own little studio. I'm going to be in some shows coming up which I'll be writing about soon, and I'll post my latest drawing in the next couple of days.

kentucky

I almost forgot about Kentucky! The latest addition to the family. Post losing his manhood. Sorry buddy.

chopping wood and carrying water

It has been a lot of this lately. Not too many adventures to post, which isn't to say I haven't been having good times. Somehow daily life has just swept me up, and I've been involved in the work of it. Books and work and music and teaching and friends and drawing drawing drawing--and they are all informing each other.

The drawing is my greatest seduction--something I think about when I'm not in the studio, like a lover I am always trying to get back to. Frustrating as hell sometimes too. There are so many challenges in a pair of eyes or the curve of a lip. Especially when they are your friends--though that is the best part of it. My friends are brilliant, beautiful, tough-as-nails softies they are. I could never do them justice.