Artistic Metaphysical Pretensions; Summertime Brain Goo.

Summer is always rough. It's soul sedating humidity and not enough tourists and locals bullshitting about one or the other of these topics. Every summer I feel a scramble and I SCHEME. One year I went up to Burlington Vermont to sell on the street there. One year I went out to CA to trim. This year I went to Virginia for 2 weeks to visit my family. To commemorate my mothers 60 years on this planet I compromised my artistic-metaphysical pretensions and painted a simple bowl of fruit that MATCHED HER KITCHEN.  (This is a service I offer ONLY to the person who birthed, bathed, read to me at night & cleaned my boogers off the wall.)

This is actually a painting of FAKE fruit in her kitchen. (see? metaphysics always creeps in...) This was a fascinating thought, albeit a morbid one on my mothers birthday...thinking that this painting doesn't necessarily give away it's plastic immortality.. once we're all dead and gone and this painting makes the rounds of Colonial Beach yard sales who's to ever know that these apples & pears never really did LIVE? No birth, no growth, no rot, no grounds for an empire of fruit fly hell.
To paint it I actually mixed water color patched and held them up against the coloring of her wall (which is yellow). I warmed the yellows so they'd come 'at' you. I snatched little brick a bracks from her shelves to match the reds, though they still ended up a bit purpley (but purple is complimentary to yellow sooo.....) All of this effort should indeed secure my position as most beloved child. (That I live so far away and cannot pop in to do my laundry also probably secures this position.)
    Back home in New Orleans I immediately implemented my most recent SCHEME. I  sublet a friends space in the Quarter and tried to turn it into a temporary art space.

I thought I would create less hassle for myself by being able to paint & show paintings simultaneously. Although pumped with art work & good intentions I ended up confused with what I was doing & just wanted to return to what I knew out on the fence. The space did work as an awesome place for to hold life drawing.

I dont know if I'll ever have a more satisfying display than this makeshift crucifix.

Ah...NEXT summer...the ultimate SCHEME. Until then, I'll just do this: