Shot, again.

I know I have posted this before so I won’t go into the graphic details. Today was the day my old pal Sneeky Pete was shot dead 3 years ago.

I just got news that the guy who shot him died today. Weird.

I was feeling all blue today for no apparent reason.

Now I know, I am just too sensitive to the turning of the screws of the universe.

Double upside down dancer

18″x24″ graphite and prisma on Canson toned paper.

The flat files are full.

I have over 400 drawings from the past 25 years from the movies and projects I’ve worked on, as well as sketchbooks and life drawing workshops like this drawing.

I’ve always been overprotective of my work as was suggested by one of my mentors William Stout, who has a policy of retaining ownership of the preparatory and original drawings.

So I have, too.

My friend Meredith suggested that I put these into circulation now.

So I will.

A lot of folks have come by the gallery and would really like to own a piece of original art, but they say they can’t afford it, times are tough right now, etc.

I understand, believe me.

Now’s your chance.

The next show at Bigbabyhead, slated for (Sept.) December, I will be offering most of this work for sale.

It will be the ATM/Fastcash show.

Most work in the show will be priced at $40, and $60.

I plan on having all the work catalogued and up on the website too for the night of the opening, so folks can view and order from anywhere.

Put your money where your mouth is.

I will post the exact date on this mailing when I know it.

If anybody out there can help me set up the website, I will do a trade out.

Thank you all.

BW

On Seeing

I am determined to do 30 paintings by Nov. 11.

In doing this exercise, I am surrendering to the notion that I have any control over some big issues, which trouble and affect me today. Such as, the economic problem, the healthcare system, our wars, religious and racial strife, natural disasters and suffering.

My world is quite small now and I have the inspiration to examine it in detail and on a very personal level. After all, I am an artist and that is my job.

In a way, I am reminded of the cartoon image of Nero fiddling while Rome burned. This makes perfect sense to me.

I don’t know what meditation is like for the Buddhist monks or the highly enlightened but painting these is like this: there is a time and a spot to work in the house, that is predetermined so that when the time arrives I simply go to the spot and the tools are there. The subject for that time has already been chosen so I don’t have to decide or think about it, I just look at it. Maybe I turn it around a bit in the light to see what it looks like. I may have thought about what it looks like before but now I see what it looks like.

Then I begin to paint it and spend the next 4 hours or so wrestling wildly back and fourth between being in control, and being out of control of my ability to make color look like what I am seeing. Nothing else enters my mind.