So, the Adobe Bullshit TM really is all its cracked up to be – how annoying! Everything I have been struggling to do for years with outdated programs, apps, and work arounds is now so stupidly simple to accomplish. If I wasn’t so giddy I might be really pissed off. Surrender and be happy? That doesn’t sound right at all. But here we are 3 weeks later, and a new website has been built in Adobe Portfolio*, Squarespace cancelled, and I spend my days working happily in Photoshop and Illustrator learning all the ins and outs and shortcuts that get shit done. Stupid programs that work. So, I have nothing to bitch about. Why am I even here?! I’m just listening to some Bauhaus and waiting for Erin to let me rat up her hair. *the biggest stumbling block in creating the new website was the eternal problem of how to organize the galleries. UGH! Still not happy with it.
I am thrilled to be participating in the annual Big Names, Small Art auction at the Crocker Art Museum again this year! I have again donated a small painting for the auction. This year it is “Heart Sutra” which is encaustic on a 9″x12″ cradled wood panel. I really love how this piece turned out and hope it brings in a lot of money for the museum. The auction is Thursday, May 21, 2015 from 5:00-9:00pm. It is always a fun evening with great art, music, food and drinks. Buy your tickets at crockerartmuseum.org/bnsa and I’ll see you there!
Wow. The Big Names, Small Art event at the Crocker Art Museum last Thursday night was a blast! Saw a bunch of friends, was out-bid on all the pieces I tried to win, and met people who were actively trying to win my piece! It sold for $185. sweet. But the best part of the night? Going inside the museum and seeing this: Yep. A really bad cellphone pic of my print hanging on the museum gallery wall! Pretty freaking awesome! oh and even thought the auction isn’t until June 6th, you can bid online here! And my encaustic painting “Holy Wound Five” went to it’s new home. Friday was a day of rest (read: headache) and then Saturday we got the keys to our new house! Greeting from the pool. 🙂 And believe me, that pool is mighty nice after a day of moving garage stuff in the 95 degree heat!
crap. We still have 2 more weeks of May. Each month I hope our stress levels are gonna drop back down to “normal”. It hasn’t happened yet. My fear is that this is the new normal; a crisis a day. And that would suck. My adrenal glands need a freaking break here! Kyle sprained his ankle at volleyball practice on April 30th – the day we closed on the new house. Instead of celebrating, I spent the evening with him in Urgent Care. So April went out with the combo good news/bad news emotional slaps upside the head that life is now dealing us on a regular basis. May has been much of the same. All good things must be offset with an equally bad thing. There is a Buddhist lesson in all this about walking the middle path, but my balance is totally shot. So it goes. 2 days later I got 31 injections of botox in my head, neck, and shoulders to help with my migraines. It hurt. I can’t move my forehead. I was in constant pain for over a week. I had migraines. Last week I finally started to feel “better”, but I don’t think I…
As long as “this thing” continues to be good news like I received in today’s mail. I just found out that one of my prints was selected for the Crocker Museum’s annual Art Auction! I will have a piece of art hanging in a museum. That is all kinds of kick ass! And I needed that. Now we just need to get our house sold so that life can be all kinds of wonderful again! Cause March was kind of exhausting. On so many levels. The unplanned and accepted offer we put on a bigger house here in town, putting our house on the market, my friend Lisa passing away, the constant packing and cleaning and showing of house. ugh. All of which means I have not been able to make any art except when at class. Thank god for my printmaking class. Keeping me on the right side of sane. So, let’s hope this one piece of good news rolls into more good news: revised offers and our house under contract. No more Open Houses. No more always being ready for realtors to come through. Then I can get my desk out of storage and get back to work!