Most likely, this will mean good news for updating, bad news for actual art. Though I’m all for taking more pictures in my everyday life. Long and short: finished MFA, working nearly full time at LUSH and trying to make myself be productive (job and show apps) on my days off. But if I really want it, I’ll make time for it, right? Right.
I really want to make more fun interactive art. Or do magical things. I wish it’d snow, and I need more glowing substances.
For now, cats and pizza.
It has become customary that whoever makes the dinner schedule for the week also draws a picture.
Stills from two videos in the Myths series are featured in places online!
Myth #2 makes a showing in the Halloween edition of LENSCRATCH and the closing scene from Myth #1 was selected for PhotoPlace Gallery’s Online Annex in the UNCANNY: SURREAL PHOTOGRAPHS show.
Hopefully a few more shows will be popping up now that I have time to apply to them!
Hello!
If you’re in the Dunkirk/Fredonia area of NY tonight, stop by SUNY Fredonia’s Rockefeller Arts Center Art Gallery for the opening of Then and Again, an art exhibit featuring work by university professors and their past students. I’ll be showing Myth #1, alongside my old professor Phil Hastings! It should be a great time–I can’t wait!
Thesis show up, wonderful opening reception, thesis defense passed, thesis paper nearly completed.
Sending out applications and entries for teaching and shows.
Finished part of my halloween costume, and probably my new favorite thing to wear.
Installation photos of the show soon. But for now, this:
There’s so much I need to be doing, all the time, at once.
I need to have my thesis show, write another draft of my thesis, apply to teaching positions, and apply to shows. All of these things have about a million sub-parts. Oh, I need to be making art, too.
Often, even when I look up shows I want to apply to, I let the deadlines pass me by because I forget, I’m too busy, or I talk myself out of it.
It’s really important that I apply to shows right now. I need to build entries on my resume so that I’m able to get the teaching job I so desire. But it’s also really important I get all my thesis work done, because without that degree all those show entries are moot on an application.
In an effort to get my life together be proactive, I am going to do at least one career-furthering thing everyday. I have a good friend who’s also a creative type, and we’re going to ask each other about it daily to keep ourselves accountable. Or at least I know I’m going to bother him. 
Today, I registered for the SPE Northeast regional conference, and requested a portfolio review while there. I’m also having my committee meeting today and trying to do a dry-run of my gallery set-up, but that doesn’t count because I was going to do it anyways. Tomorrow marks a week until my show! So excited!
The meeting I was so terrified would turn into postponing my show went fine. I think I sell myself short. A lot.
I’ve got a lot on the docket for the next few weeks, but now it all seems do-able. I am going to put up an amazing show, finish a comprehensive and cohesive written thesis, and get a teaching position.
Now, if only Compressor would cooperate…and computers wouldn’t reboot unexpectedly…
And I’ve really got to come up with a better title than “Myths.”
When flimsy brushes are used, the cosmos turns into some sort of tribal rave murder scene. When the moon is full, way too much of my body shows up. (Yes, I blurred the interesting bits, put your magnifying glass away.)
glowchalk was sold out. those kids are on to me. bought glowsand instead to run my video tests–may even be better than glowchalk (depends on if want drippyness, though i suspect sand glows better than chalk? not sure, need to test both in same lighting situation). aftermath = eureka! it glows!
ps i’ll upload/link my test video tomorrow. I’m so in love with this stuff. Thank you, Crayola.
pps: research biting wintergreen certs to make them spark.
ppps: isnt there something about a whole galaxy being a woman’s body? or being able to see all of the universe down a woman’s throat? Freud? Kids talking about it in the Secret Garden movie? Possibly un/related: reread American Gods.
