Or, I don’t know, like 21 Northern degrees.
It’s enough to make me skip second-lunch out of sheer discomfort at the thought of moderate activity (the fridge and I don’t share a room. I’d have to take STEPS to get there)
Anyway, it’s too hot for oil paint as I complained earlier on instagram.
Also: how vacuous a blog post is this? (guessing very-to-staggering)
Sally was found in 17 minutes, which thrills me to the extent that I wonder why I haven’t tried to get others involved in the hiding dolls for me before now.
The SDCC clue:
Found in what may prove to be record time by stuht
From what I’ve heard of Comic-Con, next to nobody will have time to pee let alone keep an eye out for a 6″ high doll, but supposing you just happen to see her, she’s yours.
The clue is likely to drop this Friday, so watch my instagram feed for immediate information, or this here blog for belated, slightly delayed information.
If I’m being realistic I’m half expecting her to get trampled or swept away. But that’s okay. It’s part of the fun (for me).
Brad of earlier skull related blog posts has kindly offered to do this for me (thanks, Brad!) I won’t actually be there myself, but if you are, I hope you have an excellent time.
photo credit: Sam Brown Photography
Durham Summer to be specific.
In case you ever needed to find some Extra Green;
“I guess it’s just
you and me”
8″ resin figure in a wood and wire cage
11.8″ x 8″
A bit of what I have knocking around, in amongst my bell pepper seeds and empty Alpro yogurt pots.
The best part about working with this stuff is gouging out week old, hard, black gunk from every crevice in and around your fingernails.
A while ago someone got in touch about Tribe sketches – I thought they were all gone. An old sketchbook has turned up 5, rough and dirty on A4.
I’m almost too scared to do this; lest my piece arrives in bits, but here goes:
“Tenebrous,” a group sculptural show, will open on June 14th with a reception from 6-9pm at The Clutter Gallery, 163 Main Street, Beacon, NY 12508. Those interested in purchasing pieces are encouraged to join the gallery’s preview list.
I’ve decided now is as good a time as any for breaking out the Precious Expensive epoxy. It’s black, you see and so, being a different colour makes it a glorious change.
I’m working on something – I don’t know what – to send to Clutter Gallery in NY for June.
Here; some inexpertly shot photos of my current canvas in progress.
I’ve been waiting a few months on a delivery that, if tests to the positive will afford me the opportunity to move away from canvas for a bit. I’m limited by size because a centre point is sometimes impossible to reach without needing to rest my full weight on the painting itself when it comes to inking and it’s hindering me because…well. I’d need to break it to finish it.
I feel almost reluctant to share this, as it’s an admission of the fact that I’ve painted another mask-wearing girl in a dress. Something about the only way I know to communicate has begun to sicken me. Still, what am I going to do? Paint hot women interacting with
animals, skeletons, animal skeletons?
One of two things is sure to happen soon; I’ll retreat fully into foresty mark-making or adopt a
hotdog, (too phallic) toaster, smiley turd, silver spoon as a new protagonist.
Or you know; I’ll sew something big to drape over something even bigger…or something.
Please pass the bucket-o-fucks.