More houses on deck for today. I did this underpainting last week.Despite trying to spend less time on the computer I ended up in a blog and internet-reading marathon on Saturday.
(By the way, I completely jinxed myself with the post on Friday. I said our snow was melting and then we had a storm that day that dumped almost another foot on us. I said I was going to have the house to myself all evening, so then naturally the circus was canceled and I watched a movie with my husband with 3 interruptions involving the most trivial of childhood disagreements-who did what to who first and who gets to watch what on the other TV. I said the sick chicken was doing ok and then she died on Saturday afternoon, during the one hour of the day that we left the house to go to the neighbor's maple sugaring off party. God only knows what will become of my painting when I try to get back to it today. Heh)
Anyway, I got a kick out of my -30 score on Lisa Hunter's Art Star Game. Clearly I am not art star material. Darn! Luckily though, no one that I have worked with as of yet, has ever been concerned with my age, my looks, my degree or my waistline (except for me, but that's a given). Of course I am not in the blue chip, NYC art world, and I suppose things are different over there, but I don't really care about all of that. And actually being an art star sounds like a pain in the ass. Twenty years ago I might have been interested but now I realize that all of those distractions probably wreak havoc on personal relationships, family, studio time and whatever mental issues one already has. I just want to raise my kids properly, paint, and hopefully make a half decent living at it.
Speaking of painting, I must get to work early today. I have a number of pieces that I must finish up this week, and since Doug and I will be going to the city on Thursday, I only have a few days.
12 comments:
I'm way lower than you are. Neener neener neener. Actually, I didn't even attempt the Art Star Score, as a quick review showed me in the minus 50 and dropping category!
Wait, I couldn't even get on the board, as my distance from Chelsea is metaphysically beyond all hope.
I bow to you and your much lower score, Casey!
At least I am in the same state, although I suspect the folks in Chelsea would disagree that upstate counts as NY.
Tracy, your work is terrific.
The quiz was meant as a joke -- I just made up the numbers. But I'll add a new category now: Add 50 points for being Tracy.
Ha, thanks Lisa, but it is possible that my waistline could cancel out those 50 points anyway!
(Don't worry I got that the quiz was a joke. It was funny!)
I'm sorry about the chicken, and the snow, and the unexpected company.
I could be a great artist. Well, except for the lack of talent.
I could be a great artist. Well, except for the lack of talent
Meno, that would make you the perfect art star! Congratulations!
The poor chicken:( sorry for your loss. I would be a terrible chicken farmer-- I would have them all named...
At least I am in the same state, although I suspect the folks in Chelsea would disagree that upstate counts as NY.
I can tell you that from the point of view of a New Yorker, anything above Yonkers is upstate, and none of it qualifies as being New York.
Chris, I am well aware of our lowly status up here in Hooterville. Oh well. I am off to have FRESH EGGS for dinner...
See, that's part of it. FRESH EGGS come from not-New York. FRESH ANYTHING comes from not-New York. Except bagels and pizza.
I rarely venture out of my adoption/infertility blogging world; stumbled on your blog.
I love your paintings, especially the pink barn. Thank you for the refreshing look.
Now back to my blogging world...
Alyson
Thanks Alyson, for visiting. I know what you mean, I rarely venture out of my art blog world either. But now I will come and visit you!
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