Category Archive: Commence

The delicious burdens

Phew. My new series is done, and I even found a title for it: Fathom. Have I mentioned how much I haaaate creating arty talk to go with my work, i.e., an artist statement? Oh, yes, I have. But it is a necessary evil, so here for your amusement (and hopefully a little insight into… read more

Things hold

First, let me start by saying that everyone in my family is currently perfectly healthy. However, last week I had a mammogram that came up with some suspicious findings. I have a serious family history of breast cancer, so it’s a little extra interesting when that happens. Then my husband’s grandfather died and he suddenly… read more

Trying

Last week I was really struggling with the background people for this piece. It felt so close! But when I went back to it this week, it still wasn’t right, and having tried every possible partner for this woman I loved in the foreground, I had to admit none of them were working, which meant… read more

Not perfect

Last week I didn’t post because I finally remembered it was Friday…on Saturday. So, yes, I’d say I was a little jet-lagged thanks to a long flight delay and then landing back in SF in the wee hours of the morning. I was also a little nervous about getting back in the studio; not about… read more

The bottom line

All of the Commence pieces now have their camouflage people done and I’m just finalizing the main characters on the last few. Here’s a strange truth: I’ve never actually create a single, cohesive series of 10 or more paintings at one time before. I’ve created this many paintings, of course, but the style often had… read more

Fortunately

I am sad and tired. And I admit it, it’s my own fault. It’s because I decided I deserved to get into an exhibition I entered, with hundreds of artists vying for just a few spots, and then of course I didn’t happen to get in. I try my best to never fall into this… read more

It ain’t broke

This was one of those weeks where I had to drag myself through my routine. Everything felt harder than usual. And after a few days, it wasn’t getting better; it was actually getting harder. Once I got over the initial, “What’s wrong with me?” brand of negativity, I redirected that energy into trying to divine… read more

The last splinter

Phew, there was a lot of moving little wooden people around this week. First peeling these tapes with paint on them off the canvas and matching them to their wooden silhouettes. Then bringing them over to the table so I can glue them on. And then lining them up on the canvas and gluing them… read more