Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Reagan's Children House Show

This weekend, I participated in what had to be one of the most interesting shows I've seen yet in Waco. Reagan's Children Transient Gallery held a house show on Saturday, and it was fantastic! There was a ton of great art by young local artists working in all mediums and styles, not to mention music, food & drink. Kudos to Raquel Coronado and everyone else who helped put this show together.

I hope we all see a lot more of these artists, in Waco and elsewhere....

The works will be up for another couple of weeks, and can be viewed by appointment. For more information, visit Reagan's Children on MySpace at http://www.myspace.com/reaganschildren

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Full Moon!

Tonight we have a full moon in Pisces, complete with a lunar eclipse (which has actually probably already happened, at around 6:30 this morning.) This means that the moon is directly opposite the sun; it also means that I'm in the mood for quotes.

"Reality is the leading cause of stress among those in touch with it." --Jane Wagner

"O.K. There is no reality in the absence of observation. If a tree falls in the forest and nobody is there to hear it, the falling tree does not make a sound because there is no tree in the first place. If there is no reality in the absence of observation, then if everyone closes their eyes simultaneously and ignores reality, it will go away. (Unfortunately, someone always peeks.)" --Wes "Scoop" Fisker

Oh, and I have good news: three of my works were selected by jury for the annual CAS show in Austin. They'll be on display at the Austin Community College library until October 1, and then at the Sunset Valley Barnes & Noble in Austin until October 28. Only twenty pieces were chosen from a room full of gorgeous works, so I'm thrilled!

"For it's not innocent blank nature made hills look sad and woe-y, it's men, with their awful minds..." -- Jack Kerouac

"I used to believe in reincarnation, but that was in a past life." -- Paul Krassner

Happy Full Moon...

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Andrew Currey, Waco Cultural Arts Fest, and More

It's been awhile, hasn't it? I have excuses, good ones...

This Sunday, August 20th, was the opening reception for Andrew Currey's farewell show at Beatnix Coffeehouse in Waco. The reception was great, and Andrew's work looks incredibly good in the Beatnix gallery setup; my favorite is "Saint Sebastian." It's a dramatic piece, well-executed, a bit of a plunge into the religio-psychological deep end, if you will...I really feel something when I stand in front of it, and that's always my first and foremost criteria. A Pisces thing, I guess. In any case, we'll have pictures soon.

I just found out that I'll have an artist's booth at the Waco Cultural Arts Fest during the weekend of September 30 and October 1. I may also read a bit of poetry on Sunday, between musical acts on one of the stages; several of us have been asked to interject a bit of the literary art into the festival. More details as they arrive, but check out the WCAF website, using the links here.

And finally, I've been scrambling madly to finish enough paintings/scupltures to fill the Waco Civic Theatre's lobby for the month of October, for the opening of "Deathtrap." The show opens on exactly the same weekend as the Cultural Arts Fest, so I've been desperately gathering finished pieces, trying to make them fit into some kind of professional-looking show while leaving enough good work to fill a booth at the festival. Aiee!

I'm excited, but also overwhelmed. When this happens, I walk around in circles a lot, talking to myself; it's like I have all this energy, all these places it needs to go, but there's a cloud of "too much information" between the two. Last night I dragged an actual written plan, prioritized and everything, out of myself. It's helped tremendously...or it will, once I have a few days at home again. Wish me luck, because I'll be needing it.

Sunday, August 13, 2006




I finally got some pics of the new sculptural/mixed media pieces I've been working on. I'm experimenting with what kind of shots look best; usually 3-D work gets to have more than one slide anyway, so I'm trying different tactics.





Saturday, August 12, 2006

Size Does Matter...

What a week! It's been quite a collection of experiences, but I'd like to pass along this particular story-in-progress now. It's been on my mind (partly because my arm hasn't fully recovered!)

A friend of mine asked me to help paint a theatre backdrop on Wednesday for an upcoming production of "The Sound of Music" at the Waco Civic Theatre. Chris is a talented designer, and the whole set design is his, but he wanted to paint the backdrop himself. When I arrived at around noonish, I admit I felt a little intimidated. Imagine a piece of canvas roughly forty feet long and fifteen feet high stretched across a stage...blank, except for Chris' preliminary sketches.

That's a lot of empty canvas.

I thought of another friend, Ray Istre, who is an established mural painter. WWRD? I decided that Ray would just...well, start painting, and so I did. Vigorously and with great gusto. Chris worked on the detail work while I attacked the background; this arrangement worked out very well, and I learned an important lesson about style.

I'm an aggressive painter; I like to get the paint on the canvas and work it from there. I scrub, scrape, move paint around until it looks good. I worked on that massive canvas the same way I work on a 24x30: I see the basic image, I paint quickly and directly, and then step back to see where I need to go from there. The paint itself begins to control the image; my visualization is a step behind the process.

Chris' style has more finesse. He visualizes a step before he paints, and so his works often more closely match his original conception than mine do. He has a light hand, exact, that seeks the most perfect line or form as it comes into being. I have no patience for perfection; I want something to happen, and now! I can deal with the results later, at the finishing stage.

We both sit around and lament that the other is the better artist- he desires more freedom, and I desire more control. I'm sure that we're both right; I could use a bit of restraint, and he could use a bit of bravado.

But you'd be surprised at how corrective a forty-foot canvas and a five-inch brush can be. By the time we'd put in eight solid hours and painted half that thing, our styles had become very similar. I had no energy for recklessness, and he had none for perfectionism. We were just painters, standing back with our brush arms aching, wondering if we could get just a little more square footage out of ourselves.

We did. And he went back the next day, too, though I was obligated to go to Austin. I haven't seen him since then, and I'm insanely curious about the progress. If he needs me, I'll go back tonight to help him finish.

I'll be starting out with a bit more moderation, too....