Killin' time and fillin' space/

After that 10-day stint in the basement I took about 5 days off, though I can't say for sure if, during that time, I didn't come down and check out the work once or twice. It was mostly a conscious split. I couldn't take that much interaction. (If I'd remembered the two+ other streams of work I've got on the burners I might have kept going.) Any road, it was good to move back for a bit, and now I've been working again the last three nights.

So here's some pictures.

Ke$ha

Just thought I'd see if I can draw in some random readers with the title. If you're a Ke$ha fan, welcome! I hope you enjoy what you find here.

Anyway, I'm bummed that I feel like I know what I'm doing with only one of the five paintings I'm working on now, and I have like a week and a half to whip things into shape.

Also, I wouldn't describe any of these paintings as more than 'begun' ...

cold stressin'

I suppose bloggers should be people who like to talk about themselves. I'm not that way. Tried to post some real thoughts the other night, but blogger wouldn't let me log in. So instead of stepping over to my secret stash of passwords, I gave up. Too much to do these days, so I must sit when I can ...

showtime

Getting new work ready for Thursday August 5th reminds me of the Inertia Twins who follow me around at such times. As the date nears parallel paths of slacking and activity race onward, finding me sweating with the effort of not doing anything up until a couple of nights before when I then have to do everything all at once.

Just sayin'.

We Want Content!

Promoting my work is the 'grind it out' part of the art business - something I can hardly think of doing. Like I want to post something on Facebook, and I'm like, "but that will mean I have to FIND A PHOTO and then EDIT IT in Photoshop. Oh No, 5 minutes of work (hopefully). Maybe I should just be better organized. It's always been my dream to spend a few evenings shifting around and retitling digital files!

I am now slowly working on the basement studio/playroom/laundryroom/wrappingstation/storagearea, so maybe I'll post pictures of that sometime soon. Yeah, right!

Bleargh

One of those nights where I don't know if anything I did worked, but I'm sure some of it was a detriment, and plenty was sh*t. Still, it was fun. My stomach-bug induced hops-aversion is gone, which helps. LCD Soundsystem, Stereolab and good reggae on the iPod. Then I got to the last horrible painting. I guess I'm painting a daisy. Oh well.

I'll post some pics someday maybe.