I am ashamed, abashed and woefully dismayed at the date of my last post! When I started this blog, it was my intent to post at least every week. But life, the universe and everything, as it will, had other plans and the spring and summer went by in a whirlwind of...of...of...a lot of family events, a couple of health issues, including whiplash that had me knackered for a couple of weeks, anesthetizing heat waves, and the worst culprit, that Voice that says, "What the hell do you think you're doing? Who the hell do you think you are?" The Voice that sounds like a combination of Christopher Walken and Gilbert Gottfried on their worst days, with maybe a touch of old, wheezy Brando. The Voice that ties your hands, that fogs up your clear vision with clouds of doubt, and that never shuts up!
Now I'm ready to stop listening, to start again, again, to figure it out, to boldly go, etc., etc. There is an exhibit up a few blocks from The Studio, a window front display in an attorney's office, that's a wonderfully well-thought-out and provocative conceptual piece. No flowers. No loons. No sunsets. No kidding! And it gives me such a feeling of hope!
So, where do I go from here? Next month I'm showing some of my own conceptual work at The Studio. I have an appointment to talk with another artist about showing his work with its fantastic "street art" aesthetic. I'm curating an exhibit at another gallery of the "A Book About Death" show that was in New York City last year and is in the permanent collection of MoMA. And then?
I have no doubt that The Voice will be persistent, and no doubt that some days I will be tempted to listen. But I hope that my own triumphant "YES!" and "YES!" again will drown it out, make it a hoarse whisper, easier and easier to ignore.
And I hope to keep you posted!
Where is the new ABAD exhibition? Are you speaking of the one in Brookville?
ReplyDeleteHi Melissa - Forward into the fall. Hope all the negative is past - only positive!!
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