I'm in as far as I know

Or should I say my painting is in. Hello. I was accepted to my first juried show. If you are an artist you may know what I mean by saying it's a bloody miracle. I almost didn't enter this one, like many in the past because I've never been accepted.

John encouraged me to go ahead with it and on the last day for submissions with email there is no reason not to. Anyway they accepted my large submission. "Golden Imagined Landscape" the detail at the top of the blog is a detail from the painting. It's pretty scary and I am nervous as hell and there it is. But very excited about showing a large-ass painting with a bunch of other artists. I think One hundred and forty something? That could make me nuts if I think about it. It's a big job to install this monster that is not exciting at all as I have to do it totally. That should be as no surprise to me really it isn't I just assume that I will have to install my work. I've got to get someone over there to see it. This means war. I have to go back and look at the organization and the curator's to see what it is all about. Brooklyn Waterfront Artists Coalition is the group. http://www.bwac.org/home.html I have a lot to do right??? Aren't you thrilled that I feel the need to write about it. If you continue I actually talk about painting.

I connected with a Swedish friend a truly lovely woman who offered to arrange the stretching of the painting that I just shipped to Sweden. Isn't that wonderful? She did recommend a very good man for the job which I new she would know. She works for the big Auction House in Sweden, Bukowski's. She has very kindly given me many large, beautiful catalogs from the auction house. I am hoping to use this guy as I will feel confident that He gets it write.

I really like the painting on this post. It has a twin called "The Ship" Maybe I'll rename it "The Great Ship" This one is called "Approaching the Harbor" They were absolutely a bit groundbreaking for me. I stress for me. To make something that did not evolve from a photo but from my head and feeling like it had some narration when it came from abstract thinking.

I guess it is all about feeling. These two paintings evoke many feelings for me. For some reason I felt very strong connections to great painters of the past when I started this group of work. Thinking of large sweeping landscapes scaled down in all ways. Knowing that my application was going to be quick, detail is avoided, well what is traditionally thought of as detail. I've found that an intentional bit of color can become something solid that gives a feeling of something.

I guess I've switched one way of working, that is photography with thinking about great art for my inspiration. Dead or living I get inspiration to be able to paint the way I do and to paint within my limitations. As best as I am able to.

As well as I am able to paint there was a time when I would question my painting as naive but

not in a good way, bad. This is harsh and not the way I felt 90% of the time at all but there was that nagging voice telling me that I was crap. Now I do see and hear that voice for what it is. I love the way I paint I feel like I paint like a lucky twenty year old. Do I sound like a self help meeting? Boring. Okay goodnight.

That last paragraph was really painful but tonight I can't edit. Shucks. I mean shit.

How much can I accomplish today?

Hello. I guess the answer is as much as I can. I want more. Today I am waiting for Time Warner cable to fix my cable line which is out of commission. Lucky me.

While waiting I plan on doing some things around the apartment. Just found out that on Wednesday we are expecting twelve inches of snow from my personal Weather Man. I told him that I am going to wait and see how it plays out before panicking.

Just mailed the painting to SWEDEN. I am very happy to have it behind me. mailing two large paintings is not the easiest thing to do. Maybe for some but for me it was time consuming. Pack it and ship it. Anyway the next shipments will be easier as a result of this that is for sure. another accomplishment for today. YEA!!!

The managing of time, that is the challenge

Hello. Yes that is my dilemma which is certainly not new. I am just facing the reality of my feelings which are about not creating enough. Recently I have been thinking about how my process is so different and has been changing of course over my life but now I am painting oil on canvas pretty exclusively and I guess I am just missing the other things that I could be creating. Small works on paper of any kind. Drawings. Journals. I guess blogging put journalling (not a word according to abc but I think a good one) in the traditional way, out of business.

This is a detail from a larger painting called WET LANDSCAPE, 2009, oil on canvas, 86"x86"

I have just prepared and submitted my most professional folder of work. Ten images all labeled properly and consistently with a PAINTING LIST and a Bio. I did change the bio though starting it with my new approach to painting. Or some such BS. I'm working at taking away my self-imposed adult content warning because even though it's just a lot of cussing it is vulgar to some and I am not trying to offend. That's a laugh. There are some out there that I (seldom think to use bold) am so offended by it makes me sick, Sarah Palin. From the core of her being.

I get so mad when something as important as taking care of this country, becomes a goal for the likes of this inexperienced person with a taste for power and enough guts to bluff some. I really can't stand that she is part of the conversation and only hope that her downfall will happen sooner than later because it must be inevitable. Fearfully the only thing that I feel sure of is that anything can happen with the voter of this nation and McCain proves that. But then I remember President Obama and I feel better. I do I do I do believe.

The Cowardly Lion from TWoOz

By the way I do accept that I have a potty mouth, always have since I learned the way and probably not changing.

It's about painting

storms a brewin watch your head

Hello. Just revisiting this post which is always a bad idea I think I had a Kathy Lee moment. Storms a brewin watch your head?? Yes I am out in the country and we are expecting a snow storm. It is a little irritating only because we have to drive in it. Providing it's not so bad as the car, bless its heart is not the best in snow. Like me it does not like it. Having done my time with winter I just want to turn the heat on put sweaters on and stay in. Not that that behavior is any different for me it kind of sums up the way I would happily live forever. Providing someone would deliver coffee.

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someone get this guy some uppers I mean really.

http://www.brooklynartproject.com/photo/photo/listForContributor?screenName=0r98ypkpjzcfa

Hello. The comment about the uppers was directed to me by the way. If reference to my previous post. I sound like such a downer another drug reference. Anyway I just wanted to clarify that I was not referring to David Gordon. So the link above is the latest art network site that I am very happy to be part of. My last post about being back in my apartment in the city was kind of depressing and for that I am sorry. I am now out in the country where there was just enough snow to prevent me from driving up the hill.

My good friend David is about to have His first book published by Simon & Schuster, titled "THE SERIALIST" by DAVID GORDON in stores March 2010. For more check this out. http://www.davidmichaelgordon.com

in my apartment in the city where it is cold and grey

Hello. It feels nice to be in the city although I want to do so many things in my apartment and I am experiencing the nausea in my head again so what I can do is limited. I am going to try to eat something and then get back to this post.

http://www.brooklynartproject.com/photo/photo/listForContributor?screenName=0r98ypkpjzcfa

I am very pleased with the site that the above link will take you to. I can't wait to upload more work.

So I am cleaning my apartment I just showed it to someone and she liked it as did the last two couples that saw it. We shall see. I am sipping my first cup of coffee made in my apartment in three months. It is delicious. Think I am heading aback to EH tomorrow as I am not set up to paint in the city. Well let's say that I do not want to make any kind of a mess when I am planning on subletting it. Does not really make sense.

Last night I joined John at the Tennis club on Roosevelt Island (first time on Roosevelt Island it is amazing, like a different world over there) We played Cardio Tennis with this Pro named Barbara. She is great as is the class. Right up my competitive, compulsive alley. It is non-stop movement. There was one guy who I seemed to be up against in all the rallies. He kept hitting forehands that would land in the same spot ( you would think after a couple I might be hip to his tricks and get my ass in the right spot, it took me a while) and I would have to dive for them, mostly missing but not always. Anyway, John and I were partners, He was at the net where He is great and I was at the left baseline. I think that is the terminology, anyway He hit this ball passed John all the way to the right I managed to get behind enough to return the ball to applause. Okay a little cheering but it was an amazing shot for anyone let alone me. At fifty mind you I hauled ass to give it back to this guy. Did wonders for my ego. The fact that I made contact with the ball amazed me that it went over and in well I am thrilled. Still.

I met my neighbor John (Lypsinka) Epperson today and we had a nice chat about the building. He told me that He is not really using His site anymore but facebook and said I should be doing the same. Well coincidentally I have been giving it a try and I will continue. Who knows, I don't want to wake up and regret having ignored this stupid phenomenon. I mean wonderful networking tool.