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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.

Day Seventeen/Image Seventeen

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

Orchids in the snow. How is this for juxtaposition?

Day Sixteen/Image Sixteen

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

I mentioned earlier I am building a new studio. I am waiting for the hardwood floor to dry, in order to put down a white particle board floor where I feel free enough to be messy. The space has natural light. Not quite the same amount as my current studio (which I will still keep) and it is equally spacious.

This blogging about my New York City installation benefits me, because I am ready to move on (or back) to painting, (predating my video days) using a much looser method. Going over each one of these tight collages helps me let them go. Let the control go. I love the wild combinations of things, which is a part of me and will not loosen its hold on me, but the execution will be different.

But, for now, by examining these collages, one by one, I am in love with this whimsical way of doing art. Also, how I put up a show, where the pieces drifted and floated around the gallery walls like objects floating on the water’s surface, bumping up against the shore. That was the artwork. The collages, components.

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