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Two More Still Lifes

Have to be careful not to copy other titles to posts that I’ve done already - I was about to call this post “Two Still Lifes” but I did that already, so I’ll this post “Two More Still Lifes”.

I started on this one last night, briefly, then left to go to Mashable Party in Manhattan  - Attended Mashable Meetup Party tonight in Manhattan.

Today I came back and worked on the still life a couple of more hours but it’s not the image I had in my mind to paint - and honestly, it’s more of a study.

Still Life 1

Yes, I was thinking Cezanne, but I was also thinking about the Caravaggio book I still haven’t finished.

Finally, I gave up on it after a few hours and worked on the next piece for a bit and then decided to stop, left it at the level you see below.

 Still Life 2

Both are on 18 x 24″ Canvas paper.

These works were done out of a need for solitude and I’m also processing the fallout for a hastily made decision not to speak at Emetrics Toronto; I missed a chance to really stand out, and it’s mostly my own fault, though not entirely mine - it’s a long story.

This week i had not gone to any openings but did attend three parties, meetups and such - so I can’t say that much about works I’ve seen, besides my own.

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Latest Moo Cards

I gave out my last Moo Card tonight at a Designer’s Meetup in Manhattan and was hoping I’d have a new set in my mailbox tonight when I got home - and I did.

Here’s my favorite of the set - I usually order 2 boxes (200 cards) and the second set will probably show up Thursday.

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Self Portrait - is it my creation or is the painting creating me?

I did this self portrait tonight.

Self Portrait

Here’s the thoughts I had about this painting tonight as I micro blogged them on my Twitter stream as Tweets.

I painted a self portrait tonight at my studio in Brooklyn, it’s one of my best - will post to www.artnewyorkcity.com later.

Occasionally, when I feel like I just want to give up painting, I end up doing some of my best work. I have debated if I put in enough time to have a studio space worthwhile, lucky if I make it over here once a week.  I could come over more often but then I’d have to party less at art openings, opting to go make art instead of attending openings.

But part of me is restless; I can’t seem to live with the solitude Art demands. It’s as if I need to be around where “it’s happening”, absorbing and synthesizing of the crowd.  Being alone, like I was tonight, is ok from time to time, but more often I’d rather be around people and that’s the conflict in my nature that makes me question if I could really be a successful visual artist.  Visual artists, unlike musicians and dancers, usually require solitude and isolation to create…and I fear isolation and then, just as I’m ready to give it all up, some energy jumps out of me and takes over, and I am hanging on for the ride.

 I feel, at times like this, as if my life energy jumps into the work I’m doing…and creating the work is not at all like most people think it’s as if every stroke is its own composition and the result is subtle symphony made up of thousands of strokes that reverberate.  But there’s no words that actually describe this process…though I believe this makes paintings have a life of their own and allow viewers to feel the art speaks to them, even hundreds of years later.

Tonight, as I was finishing my self portrait I experience a curious sensation, that my portrait seemed to be “thinking”, as if part of me was trapped in the painting, and the painting was looking out at me.. Eerie…the I comforted myself by telling myself that I’m the creator, though part of me wondered if the painting was the reality and I was the creation.  

 

Oh well, it makes a good story, esp. when alone in a big studio with the eerie feeling of presences…and then I left to go home and I stopped to have coffee and some blueberry pie, a reward for having done something right in my life, a life filled with wrongs and misunderstandings, where so much of my life is not quite as I’d want it but that I have the ability and this point in my life to capture all these sensations both in words and paint  

 If all else in my doesn’t quite work, at least this part does, and I got better as - got older now I need to go home and post that painting on www.artnewyorkcity.com and www.theanalyticsguru.com      

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