Showing my work in a normal setting, and the Finger Paint series.
Hello to those who are following! I think two people have signed up to follow me this month, and I'm chuffed to have you onboard.
The show was great. I didn't sell a thing, but I wasn't expecting to. Vrie Paleis isn't a gallery, per se. It's an event space for emerging artists who are experimenting and pushing art forward, and I was really honored to be included. Rather than take commissions, it runs on donations.
Everyone there, from the people who run the place to the artists, were refreshingly wonderful people. There was very little in the way of snobbery, and I made new friends. That was my real goal, so from my point of view, it was a genuine success.
That said, it was an enormous drain on my social and physical battery. This is Thursday, and it's the first day that I've spent any time on art or people who live outside of my house. I intend to paint today. I'm pretty sure that will happen. This is what I'm currently working on:
This will be my fourth in my finger paint series. The first was a commission from a friend of mine, August Brookes, and from that painting, I've decided to create a series of hands doing things that are badly needed in these materialistic, ego driven, AI thinks for me times. Finger Paint Two is about the personal power of creating things with your own hands, and Finger Paint Three is about offering something that isn't physcial.
This painting, Finger Paint Four, is about a lot of things. The canvas is pretty big, which I think makes one focus on the gravity of the subject. The painting is of me holding the hand of my adoptive mom, Faye Hinze, on the day that I arrived to her home while she lay in bed working on dying. I snapped the photo because it was somewhat rare for her to hold my hand, but at that moment, that's all she wanted from me. She also asked me to take off my wedding ring, because her skin was so fragile and the setting hurt.
This painting is about our relationships with other people, about support, and missing people who've moved on to the next part of existence. The gold will be between the hands. In a lot of ways, I think this will be one of the simplist but most important parts of this series.
True to who Faye was in life, this has been an absolute joy to paint. She was fun, colorful, loved art, music, people, travel, and was the epitome of a social justice warrior. She was gently disapproving of my rather serious and fretful nature. "Well," she once said to me, "everything works out, so why worry about it? Just do the best you can." However, she supported me in every endeavor I tried. I loved her very much.
So that's it for now. I'm applying to new shows, and will keep you updated as they occur. Please leave me feedback and/or polite critique if you feel so inclined, because I actually do want to hear it.
Doei!
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