Well, my show for the West End is complete and delivered, leaving me a little fatigued and listless at the moment. It takes a few days to get my feet back under me usually and regain some semblance of focus. So, today I find myself sitting here, looking at the computer screen with nothing to say that amounts to much.
What I try to do at points like this, those transitions between exhibitions, is to try to pinpoint the things in the work that are exciting me at the moment and begin to plan on how I can further explore these things. For instance, if I had worked on a smaller piece that involved a new element or a different look of some sort, do I want to expand this element or look into a larger format or push it further in some way?
But for all the planning and thinking, it usually comes down to serendipity or jsut doing something without thinking for the next big thing to break through. The palnning and thinking just give those moments a launching pad.
hey, how about a tune? This song was featured by Little Feat on their 1978 live album, Waiting For Columbus. A tremendous live set. To me, one of the best live albums ever. At that point, they were still being fronted by the great Lowell George before his death the next year, I believe. OD’d, unfortunately and of course.
This version of Willin’ is not from the album and isn’t quite as good but it still captures the song well. It’s from the German rock show of the time, Rockpalast. Enjoy…
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Saw your show hung at West End night, looks great! The black and white work is really nice and the dark frames look great on the work.
Next time you’re in Corning check out the Next West show at the Rockwell, I think you’ll really like it and I found some work very similiar to your own in terms of tecnique and subject matter.
Nice win last night, very All-Star effort from Nick.
This is just amazing. You say,
But for all the planning and thinking, it usually comes down to serendipity or just doing something without thinking for the next big thing to break through…
I read Night of the Blue Wish first, and commented there first with a couple of paragraphs that included this,
The chatroom, your painting and your reflection on it all suggest that there is an “other world” just on the verge of breaking into our own, at any moment. Can we facilitate that? Maybe. I suspect maybe your blue does, from time to time.
Serendipity rocks. 😉