Honestly, the New York Times article on Two Artists, One Suicide, the Other Missing about the Theresa Duncan Suicide and Jeremy Blake disappearance does not quite add up.  I have a hard time believing someone who was blogging the way she was would have committed suicide.   Something does not add up.

“..The filmmaker, Theresa Duncan, 40, who has also drawn attention for her writings on cultural topics, committed suicide in their East Village apartment on July 10, the police said. Her companion, Jeremy Blake, 35, a well-regarded artist known for digital animation that blurs the line between abstract painting and film, has been missing since his clothes were found on a beach in the Rockaways on Tuesday evening, they added.

Found with the clothes was a note that made reference to Ms. Duncan, the police said.”

“..She listed her interests at the site, theresalduncan.typepad.com, as “film, philology, Vietnam War memorabilia, rare and discontinued perfume, book collecting, philately, card and coin tricks, futurism, Napoleon Bonaparte, the history of electricity.”

My intuition  — there’s some vital part of the story that’s missing here — and just reading the blog of the dead woman is weird … I took a look tonight I can’t see how someone would have taken their life who was posting as she was … so maybe it was not a suicide.  

You watch enough detective stories that anything is possible — I hope the police find out the truth.

I painted today but also spent a lot of time talking to people at my studio – its almost like just being, talking, relating and painting are part of the same activity which I choose to call Art.

 

Not really sure at all about what I did here — was thinking about new things to do with color — not really wanting to be descriptive.  

I’m also wondering if I need to show my work at all — showing it here might be enough for me and the effort of stretching or framing it is more than I’m willing to put forth right now. When I started I had a clear view but later someone else set up in my line of sight and I just incorporated him into the picture.

Feels more important to be present in the art, doing it, but showing it — less important for this time in my life.

Would have gone to the Metropolitan tonight but a friend told me about the Naked Lunch Party in Soho, and I ended up going to it instead.

As luck would have it – I found myself at a Harry Potter book launch event right around the corner.

Afterwards,  I went to Dojo’s for dinner, sketched some, and went home.  Here’s my Naked Lunch Video – Enjoy!

Could not help but create this CUBE of my life – it’s got all my flickr slides and does a slide show.  I like this application … it’s called Slide and I think there’s a Social Network built behind that links into Bebo.

Enjoy!