THROWBACK THURSDAY: THE FIRST

It's been rather quiet over here. Truth is, I had been spending most of my internet free time trolling Craigslist looking for a good house. After seeing some bad houses, and thinking, "I'd be statistically more likely to find a place if I were looking for a double wide in Townsend." I finally got one, and can get back to updating this old thing.

My dad passed through town recently, and I asked him to bring my old art portfolios that were still hanging out in Memphis. I went through some things and photographed the best to bring to you here every Thursday. Throwback Thursday as an internet trend seems to exist mainly for embarrassing childhood photos, or so you can continuously remind your friends of the two awesome trips you took that one time..... But here, I will plumb the depths of my highschool artwork and bare all.

 

"What's in there? Interested parties would like to know!"

 

 

The first Throwback Thursday work. I remember painting this in the summer. We were supposed to arrive back at school with 4 completed paintings. I painted this from a picture my dad took that eventually was the cover of a magazine. I painted the fiddle first, and had I spent as much time on the man's face as I did his instrument, I'm sure this would be a much better painting. I seem to have lost some steam. And skin is hard to do. 

A WEEK AWAY

PALMETTO

VISUAL DIARY: ART MOVE, PART 1

A few weeks ago,  I got paid to go to New York. All I had to do was ride in a truck, help move a painting up there, and pick up a lot  of drawings to bring back for an exhibit in the gallery. No sweat, right? Well. Maybe a little sweat. In the spirit of the drawing show we picked up, I've done some sketches about the experience of making a long haul art move. Four days on the road left me with a tight neck muscle, some huge blisters, and a bruised arm from where a crate fell on me. (Don't worry mom. The art was ok.) However, all the art arrived safely, it looks great, and it only took two days to recover from the trip fatigue and my New York Chinatown binge eating. I met some great people and saw some good art. Enjoy the first batch of drawings.

How many people does it take to carry a 300 lb. 8' x 10' painting down a flight of stairs? The answer is 4. Due to construction, and some new front doors on the building, this became Plan A.

Whatever it takes for the sake of the art sometimes actually means, "Three people on a bench seat for 12 hours. Nobody order beans at the Cracker Barrel, OK?"

One of the big issues with driving a truck to New York is driving the truck in New York. It's not that it's just a pain to navigate something larger, but there are entire streets and parkways that you are not allowed to drive on. Not to mention, the ever-nagging worry of, "Will we fit under that......" Street truck parking, even if it is illegal, is golden if you are trying to make deliveries. I had a caterer try to sweet talk me into moving ours around the block so he could take our space to get closer to the building to make his delivery. He told me he thinks it's hot when women drive big trucks. That may have been true, but I wasn't about to aimlessly cruise down Central Park West just so he could get some cream puffs into an elevator.

Stay tuned....