Sometimes I hate NY.
In Vienna trying to leave my mark, photos to come!
My new Business card. Mandate Press,
Letterpress, Cranes Lettra 220# Fl. White
I likes to make an impression.
I went to LA with hopes and dreams, and like most people who go there with their heart on their sleeve the were deflated…just a little. The road trip I had planned was derailed by unforeseen circumstance and a little of the mojo I hoped I had began to wane. Instead I spent a few weeks bumming around the town not getting much done and feeling terrible. The thing in art is you have to constantly believe and face your fears, face them in the face of being annihilated by them, because if you don’t you’re only left with disappointment in yourself, at least I was. Public art is hard to do when you don’t know the town. Excuses! I lost the fire. I did however get my business card made and I stuck up the town. The “failure” of the trip did leave me with the realization that I need an artist statement for myself at the very least, so that when I forget why I’m doing this, when I become afraid I can look to it and regain focus. So thats whats coming up next, before Vienna…
I’m building a new studio. I was unceremoniously dumped by my old one. Not true, I pushed that envelope hard. Fuck it, it’s me. I’m a person with strong opinions I rarely keep to myself, this does not make me popular. It also makes it difficult for me to function in the straight world. This art thing better work out for me. Anyway I’m building a new studio, that’s much smaller than the old one I was in. It’s in a spare room in an apartment so there will be no welding or burning but papering and printing, that I can do there. We will see what can happen…there’s new possibility.
I just almost got arrested at the Dekalb Avenue stop on the train tonight. I didn’t almost get arrested for vandalizing the subway (which I did) or illegally impersonating an MTA worker (which I was). No I got a $75 ticket for walking between the cars. I had no ID on me so I could have also been arrested for that, but I guess the bitch officer took some mercy on me since it was 4:00 AM and she was pulling me off the train I just waited 20 minutes for. It’s good they didn’t arrest me as I would have been in more trouble for what I was carrying. Tonight though I got 10 posters up on 7 different lines. I started earlier but there were more people on the trains. I got the A train a particularly hard train to get, and the 1. The D was a nightmare because of the slot, but I did it. And I only got the ticket for walking between the cars.
So towards the end of 2012 I got the opportunity to go to ArtBasel. If you’ve never gone, go. Go to Wynwood, go to the array of shows they have, go to Basel. You’ll be happy you did.
I’ve been working on my next moves with not a lot of progress. It can be a little disheartening I tell you. I picked up some old tools today and started making a belly chain for a buyer. It was nice to use my hands again, all the angst that runs through my head just lifts like a fog. Thank god for relief.
