The big day is coming! The culmination of two and a half years of work will finally debut on November 7, 2019. ‘Don’t You Blow Your Big Top‘ opens at the Foundation Event Space in Kansas City’s West Bottoms.
My show is drawing closer so that means it’s just paint, paint, paint in studio. There’s a lot going on, with future plans floating in the ether, so I’m spending my days finishing paintings.
Some upcoming art shows were behind the thrust of work in September, which all revolved around getting some oil painting done.
Sometimes it’s easier to just write about what I’m painting about than actually write some bullshit artist statement. Here’s what boxing, bullfighting, rodeo clowns, sideshows and carnivals mean to me. Hold on to your pants, this could get wordy.
With deadlines looming, August was a month loaded with new paintings. With my class schedule filling up with the changing seasons, August was spent on focusing on lots of new work. That means carnival paintings.
PeaceWorks Kansas City is holding its 29th Annual UNplaza Art Fair in Southmoreland Park on September 21 -22, 2019. I’ll be one of the artists participating!
Welcome to a new series here on schliefkevision – Crumbles & Noodles, a look at the American cuisine I grew up with. Most of the food covered in this series was made by Mom – who is a wonderful cook. While she never got too adventurous – tacos from a box was always a far…
The decision to see the Mets play the Royals was partially inspired by a series of drunken texts about bragging about the 2015 World Series as much as it was an excuse to finally get the gang back together at the ballpark, removed from the tangled texting communications that last too long.
Well, when you let the general public ask questions, you can expect to get a bunch of strange ones. A few weeks ago on the schliefkevision facebook page, an open call for questions was placed, and friend and fellow painter David Ohlerking answered the call.
You never forget your first time. I was nervous, cleaned up a bit beforehand, even going so far as to put on a clean shirt. The moment finally arrived, awkward greetings were exchanged and soon enough, we found ourselves in my studio. This is the first time I would teach a painting class.