So it's over. A 3 hour opening and eight months of work. The next day it's a little like the first Christmas you find out Santa is make believe. 

I had intended to write about my experience in the studio for this particular exhibition. Expressing the development of a painting, my interpretations  of objects as a vehicle for identity and so forth...but alas my friends I truly needed more discipline.  Let me fill you in on what happened. First of all the dead line was not nearly close enough to set my pants on fire. So I procrastinated and became distracted with making shrines for Dia de los Muertos and dressing skeletons, not an easy task. As fun as this was when October rolled around I knew I was in serious trouble. I was never going to have enough work from October to December to occupy the entire gallery. I had several paintings going but was taking my sweet time with them. 

I asked my neighbor, an installation artist, Tyler Stuart, if he wanted the rear of the gallery. I love his work and we have had many over-the-fence conversations regarding art and metaphysics. He agreed and I felt much relieved but still had to kick ass to get what I wanted by hanging time. My studio is a small bedroom downstairs with great lighting. I have two easels so I started working three paintings at a time. This was crowded, all pieces were around 30" or more but a good way to work for an oil artist, giving work time to dry between sessions. I painted seven paintings in less than two months. (Please see Liminal Suspension in the gallery)

There are twelve paintings. I asked six friends to collaborate with me in choosing objects that spoke a little of who they are, the other six paintings are of my interpretation and relationship to objets that are personal to me.
It's up until the 30th of December, if your in town...

Out of this body of work came a great release of interpretation. Stay tuned and THANK YOU to everyone who came.
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