Sometimes I feel like my pencil isn't even moving.
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"You can't convince me...What I want and what I need are separate things...All those distractions they’ll beg us to stay...We’ll give new meaning to running away"
You know that episode of The Twilight Zone when the guy is surrounded by books and then breaks his glasses? I kind of feel like that lately. I found this amazing bookshop last week- you know the kind: books stacked in tidy piles, eccentric owner, smells like mold and wood and CHEAP. Needless to say I have swooped up some reads and Ive only been twice... That's all well and good but lately there is not much time to just sit and relax into another world. My To-Do list has become my "broken glasses" (Ha! See that?! Full circle, guys.)
I can't complain though... Lots of really exciting and fun stuff has been consuming my time. I've started in on my works for my solo exhibition at Paradigm Gallery and I am so beyond excited to see it all come together.
Other than that there's collaborations with Burton and lots of fun commissions that I've slowly been starting/finishing (if you are in the queue for commissions please bear with me. I'm slow at pretty much most things in life).
Hope you all had a good weekend.
"Spring Heeled Jim lives to love...Now kissing with his mouth full...And his eyes on some other fool...So many women...His head should be spinning"
Currently Reading: 'My Friend Hitler' - Yukio Mishima & 'The Universe in a Nutshell' - Stephen Hawking
The Circus is nothing but a masturbatory showcase of Man's supposed domination of animals; a reckless and tortuous repose of satire, gluttony and the inability to reason pain and suffering. We vilify the tortures of Man but ignore the abuse inflicted on animals solely for our entertainment or consumption.
... and everything changes.
'The universe is not required to be in perfect harmony with human ambition.' - C. Sagan
I was born today and so was this goat.
(Listened to a story of my Grandfather jumping off a moving train in Germany in the 50's... I see where I get it from.)
Currently Watching: 'The Man Who Laughs' / 'Only Lovers Left Alive'
Currently Reading: 'Infinitesimal: How a Dangerous Mathematical Theory Shaped the Modern World' by Amir Alexander
Be adventurous. Travel at a whim. Let go.
Paris in November felt cold and dreary. Perfect.
'I've got a wonderful future behind me...'
'And in these twenty eight Mansions do lie hid many secrets of the wisdom of the ancients, by the which they wrought wonders on all things which are under the circle of the Moon; and they attributed to every Mansion his resemblances, images, and seals, and his president intelligences, and worked by the virtue of them after different manners.'
This piece took a couple months from start to finish. It is not overly large nor is there a whole lot going on in the image itself but it was a piece I could have just kept adding little things to in every tiny corner. 'Mansions of the Moon' is 15 x 23 and currently available. To purchase, email me at firstname.lastname@example.org
"If a thing is worth doing, it is worth doing well. If it is worth having, it is worth waiting for. If it is worth attaining, it is worth fighting for. If it is worth experiencing, it is worth putting aside time for." Jack London
Bear with me for a few weeks of repose.
I used to almost hibernate as a teen; beckon away to the tides of fall and sit in wait for Fall to cool my mind and bones. In recent years, I have fallen for figures from the likes of Hemingway, Didion, Ellis, Faulkner, Whitman, Keats, Crosby, London and Bronte. A lot of my literary romance has been placed on perceptions of the connection to the depths of Fall, Frost & Fog.
What do you do to recharge and find yourself whole again? I'll be swiftly set on my way to another timezone in a day, this always seems to give pulse. :)
"I'll be the victim!' -Amanda
"All your life" - Wednesday
Currently Reading: The Art of War in the Western World - Archer Jones
Currently Listening: The Devil's Trill - Andrew Manze**
**The story behind "Devil's Trill" begins with Tartini's alleged dream. He recounted to astronomer Jérôme Lalande that he dreamed the Devil came to him and asked to be his servant. At the end of their lesson Tartini passed the Devil his violin in test of his skill; the Devil immediately began to play with great intensity and Tartini was strongly taken aback. He awoke from the dream and in fever, desperately tried to recreate the works heard in his state of sleep.
'No mind can engender till divided into two' -W.B. Yeats
I've be spending time on 'ending' and 'starting'. A friend of mine is wrapping up paintings for a show coming up at the end of the month and we laughed for a minute in her turmoil of ending and my fevers of starting in. Both are a interesting parts of the process in both art & life... both sometimes make you want to lock yourself up in a room until its all over (kind of sometimes kidding...).
I felt like I actually got to enjoy a weekend. Good company (seeing my grandfather laugh), good food (probably ate too much pumpkin pie for someone my size), good weather (don't talk to me about seasons) and some serious reflection (let go).
Bear with me while I just turn the music up louder and keep my head down.
"I saw the sun set low on you...In a blood-red suns final rays...With after night solo shadow plays...Into the world we started to run...Like bullets from a gun...With passion and desire...Like two burning balls of fire...And there is surely nothing else...The gods have gotta keep on...laughing"
Currently Reading: Une Saison en Enfer - Arthur Rimbaud
Currently Listening: The Damned - Friday 13th EP
Break time from the hotbox that is my home...
What happens when Ben Weasel is your Spirit Guide? Probably nothin' too good.
This piece is flying over the mid-west as I write this. Perhaps a more fitting title for it would have been 'The Devil Takes on Ohio & The Big Mac'.
I'm pretty stoked with how it turned out and now my pig obsession has grown to fanatical heights for reasons I cannot mention.
If you live in New York, you can see this piece along with about 30 others for the Last Rites Gallery's '13th Hour' Show happening October 11th from 7pm-11pm.
I'm considering going out for the show, other plans pending but if you are in the area, definitely check it out. For inquiries about this piece and other works in the show, please email Erica at: email@example.com
I feel like I've been running around with my head stuffed in a dusty box; shoved somewhere in the closet. Lots of shipping-and-framing-and-life stuff-and-shipping-and-sorting going on around here these last few days.
This entrance of Fall has brought a lot of changes with her and there is no better time to sit and meditate... Open up and out.
As the rest of the week comes to a lull, I'll be here working on some smaller commissions that I've wanted to finish for some time now, starting new works & projects and catching up on some movies (Highly recommend: The Double for all you Dostoyevsky fans...all three of you)
"I learned your name without words.
I used my eyes, not my hands."
Beginning to see a pattern here...
And a little of this feeling.... Almost finished.
Currently Reading: A Farewell To Arms by Ernest Hemingway / Winston's War by Michael Dobb
Currently Listening: Move To Pain - Sons of Magdalene / Disappear - T.S.O.L.
Sundays after long drives...
Feeling nostalgic in my audio choices today as I worked with the fog rolling around outside. Had the pleasure of being around some great people later on last week. The kind of people that ignite fire under your feet and remind you how lucky you are.
I've sat here all day working and thinking about constants: Ernest Hemingway had 'Pilar', the Stars have the Moon, a Story always has its Beginning... That feeling of a constant is like a warm pool as you lie buoyant and surrounded.
The Sun has been warming my workspace and casting sundials across my paper. Distracting and turning me into a languishing reptile? Sure. Recharging and relaxing? Hell yes.
I'm not sorry for this ramble. Its' been a long one.