Dude...that shit's fucked up!
Morty please do not be frightened. My tummy is friendly, pliant, submissive. Touch it, go ahead.
uh, that looks like a butt. pippin - where do you go to the bathroom? it's not out the front i hope.
do not judge a book by it's cover. I implore you.
I look at this protrusion and think of warm loaves of bread fresh out of the oven.
I want to bury my face in between those love mounds and go BRrrrrrrrrr. I suppose he is smiling because he knows I want him..he is such a tease.
Oh my. Girls are so naughty when it comes to ass tummies.Hey guess what, a few of my students have emailed me nice messages. I could cry, seriously. I am so relieved that I did ok. Is that retarded to admit on my blog? Maybe I can do it after all, I think I just needed some positive feedback.
mm, that is so great! so sweet of them to email you!
awwwwww MM. That is very nice of the students. Will you consider teaching again?
Yeah, I definitely want to teach again, in spite of the ups and downs I had this semester. It needs to just pay ok and not be too far away. I would teach at the same place again if they asked me to - the class that required so much preparation would be easier to teach the next time around because so much of the work is already done. We'll see. Me hopes.
OH MY GOD. I just got through reading the maelstrom on ed's blog from yesterday. whoa. I think i may have detected your comment mm??? (near the end?)
the angry ranter made some observations. god the whole thing is such a dilemma - the art market. makes me take a hard (and ugly) look at myself.
I feel so stupid commenting as MM on Ed's blog but yes I was artist pre-coffee, and then artist post-coffee. I hope I didn't sound like a dumb-dumb. I find it helpful and self-protective to remind myself of the idealism without going overboard. Did you comment?
The art market does nothing but hurt me and most of the artists I know. Even the ones doing well, it's all so contingent and fickle and tenuous. Better to be in denial. I try to follow this advice for myself but during the whole Miami thing I felt like such a loser! It was unnecessary. I can't get caught up in it. I have to continue to believe it is worthwhile to do this even though I make hardly any income and seem to be on what I already referred to as the slow ramp to mediocrity. I promise I am not feeling sorry for myself here, it's just that I get so crazy feeling when I think oh my god, it's like a horse race, everyone's betting on who's going to be the next great thing....and you know what? It's just not me. I am just dorky me who is shy and likes to speak in non sequitur. I make paintings. I do not know collectors and I have social phobias which make it hard to ask for studio visits. I am a slow amoeba. It's ok. It is.I am talking crazy trash talk. My eyes are getting googly. I want someone to call me Esther Schimmel. That is Uncle Fritz's new nickname for me. Do you like it?
The drama continues on Ed's blog. I find it fascinating actually. Not always, but I like reading these arguments. No one talks this way in person. Blogs are great for this.
yes blogs are good for argument - i think writing is a better format because the voices are given a more even playing field and no one can interrupt. too bad our mfa crits couldn't have happened on a blog. I will have to check back but i guessed it was you (the pre-coffee) and I liked your comment very much. I, for one, am glad the whole miami thing is over. It was stressing me out and I wasn't even in the show in any way. I keep coming back to a comment made by my studio neighbor one night when i was complaining about my lack of time in the studio -dayjob, what have you and he said "you know, whatever keeps the work going" at the time i was annoyed - i thought well you have no idea, you are not working a day job like me etc, but my opinion has mellowed on this considerably. i mean, it is true to just keep the work going is the KEY. however it gets sorted out. it is different for every artist and ever-changing.if i could sell one painting a month. this is all i ask. is it wrong? but i am not making work to sell because i think it will sell. in fact i lean in the opposite direction. whatever. this stuff makes my mind hurt.
Mountain, I know exaclty how you feel about not wanting to get caught up in the fast polluted stream that is the art world. I keep my head dwon and try and stay motivated, I find that plugging my fingers in my ears and screaming "LaLALALA" helps a bit sometimes, but I am at a crossroads where I am just a short hop from going to a trade school and becoming a dental hygenist.
i wish i could live in the magic artist happy place where everyone could show when they wanted and have a nice place to work. like a macdowell borough. no (or only minimal hour) day jobs/night jobs. can you imagine how much amazing work would come out of that environment? if all were able to devote time and energy and be able to talk together and discuss, etc without all the crappy crap. competition/market is only helpful to a point you know. maybe sweden or canada?
From what I understand Dental Hygiene is very much like art. But I suggest you forgo that career option and keep with the la-las. I like that.FB, I know what you mean about the sales thing. It keeps you going mentally and financially. I don't make work to sell for it's own sake, necessarily, but I do make paintings which are meant to be sold...I wouldn't know how to make something sale-able. We just can't think like that. However, it just seems like certain people get the sales whammy on them and others dont'. Bummer for me that the only person on earth who seemed to be able to sell my work (deluding me into thinking it would just keep happening) was a shady shady criminal element. It's ok though. I may just set up on the sidewalk. It's getting close to xmas, and people might want to buy something real real pretty to give to their family for $19.99. Right?
or we could all move to rural iowa? i can hook youse up. houses cost 35,000.
I love that dream FB. If only our government would bother to support the arts like say Denmark or Holland we could actually have this dream be almost a reality. If I ever come into millions I am definitely buying a building and renting out studios to all my favorite sweet peeps for like $12 a month. I swear on my friend Pippin's tush tummy.
now that my wizard is out of the picture i am tempted to offer a "sale" on my website. I'm not at that point and it can't look good to prospective wizards I guess, but goddammit. I know. i need to find the sack of money.
Maybe we can start a residency there ourselves.
if i win the lotto i promise to make an artist 'happy-place' with a beautiful exhibition space. god that would be so fucking great. this is my calling.
a rural iowa residency! that's kind of genius mm. there is nothing our there like it i bet. and the landscape is awesome (i think) total wide open spaces, flat, just rows of crops. gosh. how could i make this reality?
We would need to get a group of people together possibly to give money, or get backers or a grant??? I don't know. I have heard other people talk about wanting to do the same thing in a rural place where real estate is cheap. It would be amazing.
They have done this is Paducah KY. They give affordable housing to artists in an effort ot build a community of artists. **pardon horrid typos, I think that I rebel against any sort of efforts associated with 'office' work to blow any notion of being someone's secretary>
Just for the record, I heart typos esp. those that are made in rebellion to secretarial work. I was a legal secretary for 4 years. I understand.
ugh! I just read Ed's comment thread. The whole thing makes me tired. I want to sell my art!!! I would like that or better yet, drop out of this system and live at this residency you guys are talking about. selling art is better than day job any day. Imagine if everybody had time to play and dream. That would be revolutionary maybe. I just went to the doctor and she wants to buy my artwork. There are benefits to being a broken vessel willing to have a doctor's finger up your anus.
Working way too hard today at the beige--protecting the rights of our fair authors.I have to check out Winkleman's blog. I can guess that it will only make me mad--but I'll do it. I promise if I win the lottery I will open a safe haven for artists. I have a feeling though that by the time that happens I would need to open an old age home for artists. I am all for making your art without gearing it toward the market. I need to believe there is some individual thinker who buys what they really love and not what they are told to buy.
I was drawn back to visit Pippin's strange tummy -ass before retiring. Now, chocked full of regret and hopes of escaping a sleepless night of tossing in sweat drenched sheets, I anchor my Faith in self-denial. Tomorrow, I shall join a gym.
I am working on growing a pippin tummy. In my lotto dreams I start an artists colony (I hate that phrase, let's call it a collective.) In the collective I would write all day and collaborate with fellow writers and artists. You are all invited.
you don't have to write. You can paint or draw or weave or sculpt.just no hippie drum circle okay? bad.
DrawingsHi MM nice drawings. Thanks for sharing them with me I wish I could see them in person because I think they would be even greater in person very dreamy and beautiful lines.I like you blog and your thoughts and feels on Miami I think that it causes a lot of social pressure and other stuff. this guys stomach is a problem that is for sure.
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