Jan 14 2008

But I wasn’t really goth- I swear!

I spoke with a woman this morning who I have known since I was VERY young- like, 4 or 5. She admitted that she was scared of me when I was young and going through my “black phase,” meaning the (very long) time in my life when I wore all, or mostly all, black every single day.

You learn something new every day.

I’m going to be in an art show in March. I don’t think I’ve been in a real art show since I was 11 and entered a painting of horses in silhouette against a sunset. I don’t paint horses anymore. I hope they know what they’re asking for. I tried to give her a clue, but I’m not sure she quite understood. I think she’s thinking risque like my mother’s art, but mine is not quite the same. I’m not sure whether to give her both barrels or try to pick the tamest stuff.

Maybe I’m flattering myself and it’s actually all tame. I’m probably really not as interesting or edgy with my art as I’d like to be.

Anyway- it’ll be fun to be in a show again. It also gives me a good excuse to start working again. I haven’t painted since Cole was born. I don’t really know where to start, though I suppose getting my hands on some canvases would be good…