Transcribed verbatim: Oliver’s humans wish you all renewal, fresh starts, and exciting change this New Year. He’s right, we really do believe in all of that. But if you have an ideal perch, (and we do too), we hope it remains the perfect spot in 2012. Happy New Year All!
Helen Frankenthaler died today-strange how I was looking at these wonderful photographs very early this morning – she’s in her studio, in 1957, painting with her slippers, and with her hands. Images found on I’m Not a Person in This Dream – I’m a Place
To all my friends, going through this hurried holiday week, I wish you happiness, warmth, fun, hope, and peace, from my doll house to your house.
I’ve been completely preoccupied with an upcoming show, my first two-person, at Artspace Raleigh, in February. So the outside world has receded. Actually, it’s receded way into the distance, and the studio has ballooned, filled up with ticking time, straight pins, stained fingertips, hope, doubt, logistics, travel plans, spinning thoughts trying to merge together into […]
I sometimes daydream about having an extra room to call the library, with floor to ceiling bookshelves, with a ladder on tracks, with a long table in the center wired with reading lamps, with an overstuffed chair near the window, wait, no – with a window seat stuffed with pillows, with an antique card catalogue […]
Working in my studio last night, I looked down, and discovered that Oliver had made a bed out of my fabric bin. He’s not a studio cat-he comes in only occasionally, to watch cars go past the window, or to steal a pompom, to beg for supper, or nurse his paws into a shopping bag […]