I watch and research. I look at statistics, I look at gain, followers, likes, growing ability. 

Well.

The King of Instagram has told me exactly what to do yesterday and it’s gripping. 

You have to post a piece of art EVERYDAY. Not like 3 times a week. 

Every.

Single.

Day.

And that’s what I will do if it helps reach.

Bam

And when I get my Whitney show, my show at whatever museum that seems top, then I will reveal who the King of Instagram is.

Til then..

Each artist has the same problem: we have to translate
something onto the canvas that is in our heads. This problem fascinated me when
I was having an art block. It’s easy to see what you want to paint, its hard to
get it onto the canvas. Why such confusion in translation? IDK.

I do meditation to unravel problems. I live life in a very
sharp way despite being constantly distracted with 1600 different daily recipes
to cure cancer and things to enrich a cats life. Which places I should see
before I’m dead and different ways to work out. All of that extra input gets reversed
when you go down, meditate and pull everything out with your mind during a
relaxing meditation. It becomes the 90’s again. I can play. I can see and I can
be very comfortable.

And I can also address the square that I must put something
in.

My father was an engineer and my mother was a brilliant businesswoman.
A few years back I decided to “address the square” as a structural idea. To
play within it to fill it up with the ideas. And as time has passed, I’ve had
time to realize what I like and don’t like about my ideas and how they fill up
squares. Too many ideas are too much. There needs to be a more streamlined
vision!

Color was my next issue. I get stuck on colors because some
honestly look better than others when being hung in a room. The crazy colors
are a hard fight that I’ve been fighting since I started painting in 1990. There
are somethings I have learned. Most recently I have learned that I cannot make
a low contrast painting. I can also not make one with all dull colors. This
makes for an interesting problem when furnishing a house with all bright
artwork. How do I make paintings that will take over a wall, with my fewer ideas,
address the square, now bring these wild colors to that table and satisfy my
overall vision, the amount and types of shapes I need and make myself happy?

During a meditation tonight, I think I unraveled the next
series of paintings. The last ones weren’t bad and I could do them forever. I
might still, who knows. I had this vision, however, of double images, abstract
atmospheres contained within structures that separated them. With VERY cold
colors fighting each other, minimal shapes/elements and they all stuck out to
me as really eye-catching. I was brin testing them during meditation, which I do.
It was a polishing of the images I saw during my last bowl session.

If you’re using less elements, something has to give to
balance it. I will be working to strengthen the next set within Illustrator within
the next few weeks. I’m very excited to fight with myself, my old art language,
over many cups of tea and the computer over that time!

My best friend is in labor tonight and will be a mother by
tomorrow afternoon. I just birthed new images in my mind. It’s a Valentine’s
Day extravaganza!

I explain to friends that art is a language that only you know and you have to teach yourself through years of play and practice. No one else knows your art language. This makes it difficult because you cannot learn it from others, except in the way of understanding their art language and what you like about it. One of the ladies (Virginia K) at Paul Vincent Studios exclaimed when I arrived for my solo show in 2010, “We were wondering if you were meticulous or messy in the way that you painted,” delighted to see how I applied paint. Meticulous it was and meticulous I still am. I don’t think I could make messy artwork, but I have learned new methods that excite me over the past thirteen years. 

I woke up quite normally at 2:45 this morning, as if it was 5:45, ready to begin the day, thanks to the new moon. It hit me (finally) that each method of making work would change the shapes I made and the way I did the art. I would make different shapes if I had to make them in Illustrator, vs. make them in paper vs sculpt wood or print them out on a 3d printer. I was looking at a Brazilian painting duo (AVAF) that made work on paper and cardboard and I had this realization. I also was looking at work by @miecongo and had this same feeling. It was like opening a new door. 

I am getting prepared to go back into the studio full time. I have had to orchestrate and endure two years of non-stop construction to be able to do this and I’m finally back to the drafting table. So much of your work is in your mind before it goes to production. This early morning realization will be digested over the coming months and synthesized into new work. I’m typing this as I drink coffee at 4:06 am on Thanksgiving 2022. I am thankful today for quiet early mornings when I have realizations and my cats are still half asleep.

 I often contemplate leaving social media eternally, only working in complete solitude for days upon days, eating every four hours and going out for smoke breaks while being surrounded in a large white glowing room with a large window to the woods with no noise, no irritation and no worries. It would probably make my work unstoppable, but I would also probably go insane. A girl can dream though. 

As I build Diamonds into the 3d in my mind, I’m contemplating all of this. What needs to exist to be able to relax to be able to view art comfortably? Where should it be and what should surround it? What sounds will shoes make while walking around in it? I’ll go fight the owls and coyotes to smoke and think about it. Should I write everyday? Should I be more proactive in town and grow an art scene? Where do I find this little bit of paradise to put the gallery? The idea of making it as simple as possible so that the influencers have no pics to take is tantalizing. 

LOL