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Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Strange Ground.

I am not going to start this until I open the bottle of French wine I bought today.  Rhone Valley...ooh la la.

Now. This weather is just...delicious.  Spring in Louisiana means temperatures in the 80's, and today it was close to 90.  I am so happy to see the sun, and even happier to feel the heat.  I feel like those plants that start to wake back up this time of year.  Hello, canna lilies and elephant ears!

A few years ago I created a body of work called Strange Ground.  One of the foundations for that body of work was regeneration--specifically, the regeneration of the plants that appear to disappear completely, such as the tropicals I mentioned above, banana trees, bulbs, and so on.  There is something mysterious about the time between their absence and presence--a strange ground indeed.  And what a beautiful metaphor for the lapses of time and space that comprise our memories and the dynamic of our relationships.

Alright.  Enough waxing poetic. I just completed a commissioned painting for a Chicago residence that was inspired by a piece from that series.  Voila.

Strange Ground II: 50" x 50" oil, charcoal, graphite, and oil crayon on canvas

Now.  I have exactly two weeks to finish up my existing commitments before the movers arrive to take it all away to Austin.  I thought it would be nice to take as little stuff as possible.  With a few exceptions, I love getting rid of things.  Tossing them out.  I practically got high while cleaning out my closet.  But being just a teeny bit OCD kind of works for me.  Anyway, I thought I would try to use all of my blank canvases before the move.  Why?  I don't know. But I thought this up and simply cannot say no to a challenge. 

In other, more exciting news, I found my new studio!  It is located downtown, has very high ceilings, excellent ventilation, and is about five times the square footage of my current studio space...woohoo!!!  What can happen in there?  Only good things.  And it is only half a mile from where we will be living, so I can walk to work!  Quaint.

Bonsoir.






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