Sunday, December 31, 2006

Upcoming Shows in New Jersey

I won an Honorable Mention at the Colorado Show. The works I had ready to submit in requested format that were not already out to other exhibitions, were not that great. But, I felt compelled to enter this particular exhibit because of its title - "Repetitive Gestures." I've found overall, I have better responses in NY and NJ.

I will focus on the upcoming International Show and the National Drawing Show in New Jersey. I need to tweak my artist's statement with a picture of the artist. Perhaps, a foreshortened image of my distant head with a foreground image of my pen large as a sword veering down near the ground.

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Phone call of acceptance to the International Juried Show!

The call came on the 14th, but I didn't check the messages. And if you didn't get a call by the 21st, you were not accepted. So, when the call came today from the Visual Arts Center of New Jersey, I was surprised. About 130 works were chosen out of 1800 entries. The great news is that this show has been referred to as "...a global cousin to the Whitney Biennial show of American art..." by Dan Bischoff of the Star-Ledger. Both of my submitted slides made the cut.

Sunday, December 10, 2006

That sheet of paper is your field of dreams

Rekindle. Reignite. Reunite. Reawaken that dream. That single sheet of paper is your field of dreams. Launch the 1'000 ships. Go for it. So a few attempts fall short. You need them. You need a reference point, a compass point from which to experience your winnings. Those 7 times down have made that one time merlot sweet.

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Drawing Made it to the College of New Jersey

I sent off the selected drawing to the college of New Jersey's National Drawing 2007 juried exhibition opening January 24, 2007. I was happy with this work; it had the dynacism I was seeking. I want my works to elevate me and vice versa. Happiness is something I can always find from a well executed work, even when everything else has me down. How many years in the factory was the dust, the noise, the low wages, the over-all dream-less life rendered mythic when a drawing made it out in spite of the situation. How soft that concrete bed outside a vacant church became when a drawing, its empty space sparkled with a certain human exactitude.