postcards from the end

the results are in..

well at least the first picture...
THANKS! to all who made it to the show. It was an incredible night being surrounded by everyone I love being all supportive.
and Thanks to Jonny at the Found Gallery for putting up a great show. He 'found' a great collection of Gulf Coast art.
The show stays up through April.
But somehow I don't think this is it for Katrina's influence on my art. It has brought out themes I've carried with me my whole life, and now that I've started getting them out visually I"m not quite ready to stop.
well, thanks to all of y'all! Even the ones who were there last night in spirit!!!
XOXOXO

FOUND GALLERY, Silverlake, CA

Did I forget to mention

How heart broken I was not to be home this Mardi Gras.
With my head so very much home this year, the stories of my grandmother's silver glitter in her hair, banging her cane on the floats until the cops reprimanded her by name, "Grandmother! You'll have to stay behind the barracade, just like everybody else!"

I did have a masquerede themed party over the weekend, which satisfied at least a small part of my craving for festivities.







PS--workin hard here this month in my lovely gifted apartment, 2 more days of painting and then callin it 'it' and spending the last month before the show on administration and presentation. March 31 will be the opening...

sanity is much more under control.
as is homelessness.
yay.
time is running out for art working, but i think i'm gonna make it.

just to keep those of you actually alive out there informed...

i'm back to painting.
january got a wee bit lost to me being homeless and trying to work that out...
and i still havn't, but a friend of mine has lent me her lovely apartment while she is in paris (thanks jenny!!)
and so i am back at it and in full swing. attack mode even.
i have one month to give it all iv'e got,
and assuming i can maintain my sanity (it is questionable at this point) i will wrap everything up in time for the show the end of march...

that's the plan.
please send me your sane and in-control energy.
i'm in need.

Lalalalalalalalalalalala

back in LA. lalaland? so it's called.
glad to be back. i put my toes in the ocean and i was home.

i went to the gallery yesterday to discuss the upcoming show,
and found my confidence renewed.
the idea was always to communicate something of the intensity, the very specific intensity of the experience of katrina, to people who wouldn't otherwise comprehend it.
and now, being back around people who have no grounds on which to get it, my mission is clear again.
the pieces i need to tell the story are clear.
...so i have my work cut out for me.
about 2 months and i would like to create at least a half dozen more pieces.
so my plan to return to life-as-usual here in LA is being nearly abandoned.

I will do my best to fill a room with---

that sense of loss walking through the neighborhood you grew up in, looking from house to house, recognizing and remembering friends and neighbors you once played with or barbequed with, now just a shell of a building, lifeless. a skeleton. a ghost town. of your most intimate places.

um..tee hee. i suppose i'm still working out how to verbalize it.
maybe i'll use this as a forum to refine my artists statement.
maybe that's precisely what i've been doing.



i'll post details about the show soon.
the opening is likely to be the weekend of march 31.
the gallery is:
http://www.orphanage-art.com
(currently called the orphanage, but the name is going to change to 'Found' I believe)