Only a few weeks now till the deluge. A mad indulgence right up until the overfed, drunken end. Then you unplug the lights, throw the tree out on the curb next to the other trees; homeless, lonely, cold, dried out hitch-hikers that they are. If they're lucky they get turned into mulch for the springtime gardens.
I dislike December. Not the month itself, but all the weird pressure so many humans (including me sometimes) feel to spend money they don't have on crap they and their families and friends don't need. And if you complain about it in any way, people get defensive. It's complicated, right? The holidays. If you remove money and junk and baggage from this time of year what is left?
Stark, black branches against cool gray skies...
I think about the small, dark "studio" that I had in my old rowhouse in Hampden, Baltimore. The ceiling barely cleared my head, maybe by a foot. My husband put up some plywood walls so I'd have something to hammer nails into since the basement walls were made of uneven boulders. I did some pretty strange paintings down there. Very small and detailed. I'll try to remember which ones were completed in the subterranean version of Plastic Turtle studio when it was on Beech Avenue...
This is happening:
Words & Music
Project SpamProse debuted at the 2015 Transmodern Performance Festival, revealing words and images from the Golden Age of SPAM. Finally had a chance to wear my freaky white cat mask!
Paintings and Celebrity Encounter
The Maps & Mandalas paintings were exposed to the public during the most recent School 33 Open Studio Tour here in beautifulBaltimore, MD, October 10 & 11. Thanks to Julia Niederman and Ed Harris for generously loaning me a wall in their studio to share this newish work. The biggest (and only) celebrity sighting during the Open Studio Tour, was the illustrious John Waters! I achieved one of my life goals and told him how much his movie Polyester influenced me, in an unnaturally positive way, back in 1980. Amazing.