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I'm going to sunny Jacksonville, FL in a couple of weeks to see Clara Batton Smith (right) marry her Australian love, Matthew. Zsofia Otvos (left) will be in Hungary working on the sequel to a popular film out there - haven't gotten the title yet, but I'll blog it when I get it.
Here they are: looking hilarious and guilty:
My friends came yesterday, so today I shall sit with a book, haven't decided what yet, and man my wall. PLEASE come say hello. Here's the stuff again>>>
BWAC's spring exhibit:: SPRING AHEAD
499 Van Brundt - the end of the road across from Fairway
Opening reception today 1p-6p, sponsored by Timeout NYC
Show runs May 10-June 15
Saturdays & Sundays 1p-6p
The larger is from my show in '03 at Kimberly Aubuchon's original Pilsen location of Unit B Gallery entitled, La Belle Dame Sans Merci #2. I did the entire show based on the Keats poem. The smaller is a newer image called Woman with a sickle.
The left one is Bedbug, the first painting I've finished since moving here in August. The second, blue one is called Happy Days. I stole the title of Beckett's play. We saw a production of Happy Days here at BAM and I changed the title. I fell in love with buried woman of the play and the actress's hilarious embodiment of immobility.
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Here are the first three:::
Woman in a Ball Skirt
In Fear of Moths
Crone and her Blackbird
The little bright orange one is the first painting I've shown that was made here in Brooklyn. It's called bedbug. (the one that's fourth from the left.)
Yesterday was fun. Jamie Cutbirth, one of my favorite people I don't see often, made the pilgrimage from Long Island City with Darren. Meg and Brian drove in from New Brunswick, taking precious time from studying thermodynamics. We had DE - lish -us food at Tini Bar at 414 Van Brundt and were lazy about the show. It was great, but today I'll be sitting with a book next to my wall like a good artist. Well, mayhaps I'll bring a flask and be an average artist, but more present.
The band, The Mad Jazz Hatters, played a smooth soft dixieland jazz on and off upstairs past the bar. I liked the music, and the happy happy dixie vibe was infectious.
