it's raining sideways

five minutes ago, it was raining at the city steps at glen parker, but not at my house just a few houses down from there. heh..."city steps", one of those weird localisms. like "viaduct", "the lateral", "the lockland split" and "sled-riding" (everybody else calls it "sledding").

saw a guy with a hand-stenciled t-shirt yesterday that read: "quit work - make art"...i fucking wish. because unless you're independently wealthy, or some well-connected bullshit artist, then you're pretty much fucked.

still, i keep trying. i paid $15 for a "booth" (a ten foot by ten foot patch of grass). spent at least $150 on various materials in preparation, not to mention my precious time investment, (which can't be counted in dollars). i sold a $25 painting and two $3 magnets for a day's gross sales of $31. that tallies to a loss of $119.

but hey, i got a lot of compliments. :)

i'm trying to make a bunch of small "sellable" things for this art sale this weekend, and i'm just not very good at it. i really just don't like "forcing" my art...i just let it happen (works with soup, too). this is why i flunked out of design school twice - not because I can't do it, i just won't. and i hate deadlines and such, or having to do certain things at certain times. like, why can't they pick up my trash when I want them too? why do i have to remember to take out my trash on thursday night...usually after drinking?

ANYWAY - I'm just saying I don't like time constraints or expectations for my work. it's mine.





mine.

welcome to amatuer hour

..yeah, just realizing that i should get myself a real website. fuck, i hate the bullshit and business side of the art thing...



this one dedicated to the painted over shepard fairey murals around cincy.
(c) 2010

acrylic & collage on found commercial print

48" x 19"