Wednesday, May 20, 2009


I have finally gotten around to photographing some older work. These pastels were created ~2003–2004, during art school. They were painted in the late Ross Zirkle's life drawing class.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

A Sssober Artist

I believe that i am, truly, not a sober artist. As i coordinate this :blog, "hindered" by alcohol, directly having painted the msot part (nearly 80%?) of a new painting, i dawn on this realisation. Perhaps, most of my "good" work (the work masses enjoy, as opposed to the work I enjoy) came in to existence in a likewise state.
Tonight, i danced with two married women. T'was an odd occurance, i assume, though it lent me a perspective i did not have before. People tend to decide upn their whiles from perspectives hingeing on common situations. Meaning these two married folk had decided they had found their better halves, yet tonight, they found themselves grinding on my companions and i boasting (or reminding themselves?) they were married.
Tonight, i fing myself verbose. Nearly too drunk to type, perhaps too drunk to think as i should. I realise, however, i am not "drunk dialing" ex-s, and i am completeing (or nearly so) paintings (those things /hobbies /work i truly wish to spend my time). I have decided to no edit this posting so that i might, later on, read this drunken rabble. I've noticed that, while in this state, new perspectives reached seldom appear.
How am i to paint hindered so? Have i bethroved myself to ideal and dogma so to stifle what is only natural and artistic? Perhaps, tomorrow, I will think clearer on the matter!