Friday, February 27, 2009
Jane's Pond 2009, 5x7 oil, Off the Highway Series
I'm posting earlier than usual due to being out of town over the weekend delivering artwork to the Minden Opera House Gallery. For all you burglars out there, my gigantic burly angry husband and his ferocious toothy slobbering angry dog will be staying home. Chewing on glass.
I've been staring at this computer screen for about an hour waiting for something intelligent to zip across my brain. "Yes", you're saying, "we're still waiting..."
Maybe it's the blahs after having packed up all the artwork for the show. It's kind of like the Christmas Morning Gift Extravaganza Hangover. You know the feeling. It's anticipation and excitement and anxiety for weeks and weeks and then ...
It's over. You can actually hear the clock ticking in the next room.
It's "Okay, Now What?" time.
My easel is empty. My palette could use a good cleaning. Pastels are piled rather unceremoniously in their boxes. They could use a good corn meal bath. A couple of rejected paintings are leaning against the wall staring like puppies at the dog pound you finally decided might not be such a great idea after all.
Okay Now What? I've got stacks of 5 x 7 boards all gessoed up and ready to go. One for each day of the week. For weeks. One for each day, actually, for 100 days.
Tune in next week and I'll tell you all about it. Until then, I'm going to sit here and listen to the clock tick...tick...tick...
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
We started our Valentine's Day celebrating with a nice surprise at Stuhr Museum of the Prairie Pioneer's "Wings Over the Platte" opening reception. Well, two surprises actually.
The first was seeing a Merit Award certificate next to my pastel piece, "March Migration", @2009. There were 66 pieces of art in the exhibit, and it's rewarding to know you stand out just a bit.
(Special thanks to Grammy , who reminded me of the deadline and encouraged me to send in the application, and for framing the piece so beautifully.)
We celebrated by making a bee line to the chocolate bar. In an effort to pile high my too-small plate with chocoate goodies (hey, I got an award, y'know) I received my second surprise of the eveing when I dumped a cup of hot chocolate down the front of my lovely white sweater. It's hard to act suave and sophisticated with a soggy brown splotch spreading over one's ... er ... front while watching my hard won goodies roll under the table. Lucky for me I had my jacket hung over my arm and was able to sashay out the door with no one being the wiser. Well, until now. Keep that little secret under your hat, will ya?
How did you celebrate Valentine's Day?