Gestalt Projects in Santa Monica, accepted a little circular painting of mine for their wall at LA Art Show. Was fun to get notified 5 days before the work was due that they had accepted my idea. Never mind the fact that I had submitted 6 months prior. El Oh El.
But, you know me, I love the challenge of a deadline. So, I started out with what was my original idea and got it almost finished when I decided it wasn’t me and ditched it. Starting over, I heard myself telling someone I met recently for a consultation, “Impossible deadline? Easy, pull from what already exists and adapt it to the new situation.” Which is exactly what I did. And roughly 3 hours later, voilà! The Cat With No Fucks To Give.
Yes, the gallerist was pleased to receive the work, said he was really looking forward to having it on the wall. I love it when someone understands my fuckery.
With this particular work, it occurred to me that this new adventure with both hands participating, that my explorations have more to do with perception, the structure or causes of belief and how both apply to memory.
What is accurate? What is real? How does all this feed into what we are, or perceive that we are, today?
Above L to R: Camino Encanto, acrylic on paper, 18 x 24 inches; Say Mrs. Sippy, acrylic on canvas, 24 x 36; Learning To Become Objects, acrylic on canvas, 24 x 36
When I started painting with my other hand, I knew the day would come when there would be a convergence of both hands. The paintings above are the beginning of that journey which is a journey of distillation and memory along with the examination of familial dynamics that haunt me today.
I refuse to call this art therapy, and I won’t allow you to call it that, either. It’s not. It’s more psychoanalysis than art therapy.
Camino Encanto is the first painting, and is on paper. Not quite having the courage or confidence to move right on to canvas, paper was the appropriate media for the initial experiment. Immediately, the response to this new approach was incredibly positive, and I felt that I could trust myself and my processes and both my hands.
There is a conversation I have with myself regarding this new direction, “Who’s the artist?” “I am.” “Then paint it however you like.”
Over the past few years, I’ve gotten fairly prolific between Pink Buddha memes, books, advice columns, video making and my visual arts practice. You have cheered me on through the process of navigating between traditional media and digital media, between my right hand and my other hand, my failures and my wins. We’ve had an adventure, haven’t we?
Along the way something I made may have resonated with you. You made a note of it, thinking “Gosh, I really want that!” Only the timing wasn’t right and then, time got away from both of us.
I get it.
And now the amount of work sitting in my studio has gotten away from me. So much so, I can no longer get in to what was once my actual workspace. It’s embarrassing.
To save face, I’m hosting a studio clean up and clear out event. It runs privately thru the end of September. (9/30/19)
Between 70 and 80% off. Operative word: affordable.
Some things I’m willing to ship. Framed works are not eligible for shipping. Come get ‘em or make your own arrangements for shipping.
Small and large digitals. Abstract and figurative. (Yes, abstract.) Other hand paintings.
Opening Reception Saturday, September 7th, 5 p.m. – 9 p.m.
“[The self] is like a cart, which is not other than its parts, not non-other, and does not possess them. It is not within its parts, and its parts are not within it. It is not the mere collection, and it is not the shape.” -Chandrakirti, “Guide to the Middle Way”
Gestalt Projects invites you to “The Body in Parts”, a group exhibition examining the beautiful vagaries and miraculous unity that can result from our shared physical structure. Based on the Buddhist view of the individual as a bundle of smaller parts forming a larger non-person centered self, artists from around the United States will present art in a variety of mediums using their unique creations of various body parts to form various assemblages of togetherness. Working with representations of our inherently physical limitations, this show hopes to transport the viewer to the metaphysical possibilities of human experience.