This morning’s dream was once again one of finding a new place to live/ exhibit work. In my dreams I’m often looking at apartments, trying to find that old studio in the space I had before (that’s one of the strange things, that all these different buildings I’m in in the dream world are somehow… Continue Reading
Tag Archives: making art
We can try to make it something…
Long talk last night with a friend that brought some issues to mind. Falling out of a community can leave one bereft. And more than I think we like to admit, works of art are dependent upon the superstructure of community to not only make sense but to even come into being. We often are… Continue Reading
What the hell are we teaching artists?
It’s beautiful up here. And I’m feeling like I’m having an actual piece of vacation. Even though there’s work in the morning, I have felt relaxed and happy all afternoon. In fact I feel good enough to rant. Sometimes the New York Art world (which is shorthand here for the Current State of Affairs in… Continue Reading
Dealing with the Artist’s Block (a first attempt)
What if creativity is a place? A place in your mind where you are contemplating different sorts of connections and the possibility for different actions, the actions that result in works of art. We talk about types of thought activating different parts of the brain. About neural pathways. So if creativity is place in my… Continue Reading
Back to back
I’m in the Village, at The Roasting Plant, refueling my aching calves. I got down here via The Whitney Museum, where I stopped in to visit a piece of mine that is currently on view. It’s an odd experience, seeing something I made twenty years ago with a guard standing nearby and surrounded by other… Continue Reading
From the air…
Heading back. Much of my mind is still in the gallery, thinking about how things went together. Hard to know when to stop. more than anything else, I feel grateful for the chance to work this way, grateful for the ability and opportunity to change something publicly. Risk and risky are terms thrown around in… Continue Reading
Across the great divide…
Some people always know just what to say: yesterday my San Francisco dealer walked out of her office, gazed around at the debris I had strewn across her very nice gallery and exhaled “It’s just like a studio! So much nicer than usual”. That, when she could have just asked me in a worried tone… Continue Reading
What I meant when I said that…
Working on the show all day yesterday. At the end of it I told someone else that I was “exhausted”. That was incorrect and I apologize for using that term. Truth is, when I’m working in this way, trying to tune into the individual wants of each piece, I don’t get exhausted, I get absorbed…. Continue Reading
From the air…
I am aloft, flying towards San Francisco, with complete and incomplete art stowed in the hold of the plane. Working on this upcoming show has been in many ways confounding: I wanted to do it one way, and then another, and then the plan changed again. I’ve come to see that it’s the way of… Continue Reading
Why you should teach, which is also why I should…
Anyone who knows me knows that I’ve got a bag problem. Every where I go, I carry a bag, usually a large and heavy one. I own more bags and packs than I can really count. And I’m always on the look out for another one. Tale a look inside the one I’m toting, and… Continue Reading