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detail of Coccinillidae on view at WAAS GALLERY

Yesterday was a full day of hustle and bustle- getting the pieces up to WAAS Gallery for the install. Some of the pieces were still being framed so a late evening trip to pick them up in North Richland Hills and then back to WAAS to drop them off was how I finished my day yesterday. Monday  I can get to work hanging them.
Right now I'm sitting in my studio that is now bare of rainbow-tastic colors, dripping trees, weird bugs and birds and crazy color swirls. Back to boring white walls and another blank white canvas staring at me. The canvas is for the Red Bull Show that's coming up quick- all the artists are submitting one piece to be on exhibit during the event. And I thought I was done painting! NOPE!
It feels very strange to finally have all the painting work done for the show, this has been my life since the beginning of the New Year really. This has been a stressful undertaking, putting all my commission work on hold and focusing on producing and not selling. That coupled with my crazy medical adventures has tanked my bank account and put me in the red. I'm now entering damage control phase and REBUILDING again.
I really have no idea what is going to become of me right now. At this point I'm just trying to be in the moment and not stress. I do feel a sense of accomplishment that the paintings are DONE and the opening will be a fun affair I hope you can attend. So many lonely months in the studio, alone with your thoughts and always having to say no to hanging out with your friends....finally the night of getting out into the public and releasing the paintings into the world- it's an odd feeling!
You can follow all the install fun at WAAS GALLERYS tumblr!
And the opening is this Thursday with an artist talk at 6pm
Hope to see you there!



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