Day Twenty-Six/Image Twenty-Six

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

Day Twenty-Five/Image Twenty-Five

“Afloat Image.” Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

A woman from Italy loved this piece enough to buy it. I wonder if it reminded her of the scenery there. I was in Venice and Ravenna, in November a long time ago. It was cold. But not glacial. More cement and bone-chillingly windy cold, like the Northeastern cities here where I grew up.

Day Twenty-Four/Image Twenty-Four

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

Day Twenty-Three/Image Twenty-Three

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

No computer manipulation, as I mentioned before. No internet images. This one was difficult to do because of the different types of paper used. And the glue corresponding to the different types of paper.

Other than that, little to say except it was one of my first, and I was trying to get away from my natural disaster subject matter. Bubbles and a baby were to replace tornadoes and floods. Sweeter was the intent. The result?

Day Twenty-Three/Image Twenty-Three

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

Day Twenty-Two/Image Twenty Two

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo show.

This is one of the first ones I did. Cotton ball packaging moon. Lots of bubbles. By current standards, good. I like it because of the diagonal motion in it.

Day Twenty-One/Image Twenty-One

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

Day Twenty/Image Twenty

“Afloat” Image. Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

Strange tree with woman mixed up in it.

Day Nineteen/Image Nineteen

“Afloat Image.” Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

A darkened movie theatre. Brad Pitt on the screen. A flash of the projector. A few people shown viewing Brad Pitt. Just happened to be Brad Pitt.

I worked as a publicist for Orion Pictures through my advertising agency for about four years. I was in charge of movie “stars” and escorted them through endless press junkets and trips to Atlanta to see the press here. Waiting in airports and limousines with these stars, one at a time, with a friend/father/ their publicist in tow. Sometimes it was just me and the star sitting together somewhere talking about art.

They are artists too. They make money fast and they are famous. But they are artists. So we got along very well. No problems like I heard other publicists complain about. No problems at all.

I guess this piece was done in honor of the time where I saw three movies a week as part of my job.

Day Eighteen/Image Eighteen

“Afloat Image.” Ceres Gallery. New York. Solo Show.

Cotton ball packaging as the moon. Nice fog in the foreground. When I did this one, I had just returned from a two week retreat at the Hambidge Center For Creative Arts and Sciences in Rabun Gap, Georgia. It’s reflected in the subject matter here. Calm. Peace. Serenity. Hambidge is a great place to work. I do believe the ether there is charged with ideas.