I've spent the past few months pushing something, like limits maybe. By pushing I probably mean juggling. Not fire or bowling balls, just more things like attention and work and kale, yes kale smoothies. How much kale - figuratively - can swirl within this container? (I've dropped some things in the process too, like fun, but I generally don't use the word "fun" unless I'm talking with my kids, and besides, I'm not here to blog about how fun anything is.)
There was the choice to remodel my artist statement. Based largely on Susannah's workshop that popped up before me, I felt compelled to sign up. Susannah worked at Davis Gallery in Austin where I showed my work from 2004-2014. She has since become an art consultant and artist guide whom I recommend if you're like me and have stuff to say but prefer to paint. She will pull the words out from your defiant gut. And if you do choose to live in this modern era - no longer in your art cave - then you'll agree that most people prefer language over grunts.
Johnny Walker then drove twenty of my paintings to Charleston to Meyer Vogl Gallery. Johnny W is a person, a friend not just booze, and he and Caroline did me a big service by driving that distance for me. I look forward to seeing this new gallery in person next year.
I continue with my experiment of working in the mornings as a design/builder. The entire town around me seems to want their home remodelled. It's an enormously creative challenge to see some of these projects through to their end. Yes, it's a different creativity from that of painting, which I reserve mostly for my afternoons. Someday I'll blog about this. Not today.