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"The Path of Patience" acrylic/krylon on 24" x 24" gallery wrapped canvas

Well I did it! I finished the piece just in time to deliver it for it's big debut on Saturday! You see... I had the problem of having all my work locked into different venues when I was asked to show at Gallery at Midtown. Not one to let opportunity slip through my fingers AND always up for a challenge I rolled up my sleeves, accepted the mission and worked my tail off. I'm seeing a pattern here....it all involves working my tail off.
Here is a detail shot of some of the grasshoppers which I used as a symbol of patience in this piece.
A lot of this series has come to me in dreams, such as the fruit and in the previous work...the white glowing snails. I've been studying the symbolism of these things and it's been pretty interesting. A friend suggested I make prints of this whole series and I like the idea. It will be a slow process as I'm broke but little by little the prints will get made. Everything has to be professionally shot and then printed. Aye dinero.....how I hate thee and your obstacles.
Now this piece is done I will immediately start the next one while the momentum is hot and because I obviously need to just keep working my tail off until this body of work is complete. A gallery wants to see my work and that means I need work to show them so busy, busy, hustle, bustle and buzz buzz for me. Oh and in case you don't keep up with me on facebook, here is all what happened yesterday:

If you click that link you'll see my Doodle Bugs were featured for the 3 x 3 writeup at the Observer blog. You might even notice they were credited to someone named Patricia Rodgers. That made me laugh. And then hot on the heels of that came this:
So two Doodle Bug sightings in one day! Famous little bugs! I still have no idea whether or not they sold or are still available.
Then this happened:
I was collected by Godzilla, a BIG collector. I'm big in Japan. I'm kind of a big deal.
(Thanks to Mark Aaron Sharon for the wonderful laughs yesterday)




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