July began with a visit from a good friend and his son and ended with a visit from family. It was nice to have people around, but being a good host during a pandemic is a tough task. I traveled through more of the city than I have in almost two years. I also caught…
Sometimes the rut just hits you and you can’t do much to combat it. Painter’s block is a real thing. After a full year of dedicating my efforts in studio to a couple series of paintings, I ran out of gas. I can’t look at a paint brush, let alone a canvas. There’s a certain…
A decent amount of work, both finished and unfinished, started to stack up in my studio. New empty canvases hung out waiting for their moment to shine. Tubes of unopened paint and a new shipment of pandemic expensive lumber arrived to flesh out my personal supply chain. I was encouraged by the small but enthusiastic…
After lockdown, It’s hard picking up the pieces after taking a year off from writing on this site. As lockdown set in, I spent my last morsels of cash from some last minute stretcher jobs on paint, made a couple grocery store runs with a friend to stock up on month or more of food…
A lot can happen in a month, huh?
February is always an ugly, cold, grey month. It’s a good time to ignore the wintry weather outside and get some work done inside. This month in studio a lot of time was devoted to writing, budgets, and future opportunities.
Coming down from what amounted to a five week sojourn away from studio and Kansas City wasn’t as bad as I imagined. Productivity, however, was not at an all time high.
Once I bought my ticket to Paris, I figured I may as well knock off one big item of my list of things to do: see the Louvre. Sure, everybody goes there to see the Mona Lisa and zip by some paintings you may or may not have been exposed to in college at some…
There are some strange vibes in the studio these days. With a big art show that I have spent entirely too many months working to pull off, there’s a strange calm in the air. Usually, the last days before a how are sleepless, anxiety ridden nights of self doubt, private loathing, and a dumb, gleeful…
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.
