I just added some greeting cards to my Etsy shop because I firmly believe people should actually write to people, handwriting and all. Please mosey on over and check them out!

Also, I’ve been getting ready for the upcoming show at the Hive which opens this Saturday night! I will have the “Small Wall”, so a lot of my little old works will fit and be there and you know, you can go see them if you want…Saturday night! Yes.
Here’s the postcard for the show:

I really like this little painting. And to think I didn’t until my friend Ramona looked at it. She’s titled “Sweet Dreams“. She’s precociously bubbling with thoughts…

I hope everyone had a terrific weekend. I went to this fantastic Thanksgiving party Saturday at Ramona’s where we made pilgrim or indian headdresses out of craft paper, feathers and a glue gun, markers and, well, we should have had glitter but I managed. Nonetheless, everyone went all out with their head ornamentation and we all wore them all night. It was great fun. We closed the evening with a horrendously loud game of Taboo that brought out the competitive beast in us all. Such a great way to celebrate a lingering tradition…

I realize I skipped a couple steps here, but you get the idea. Perhaps I will be more diligent in the future to take more shots of the evolution. Sounds fun. Well, hey its still not over!

I like these “where do we come from” kind of questions…I remember pouring over encyclopedias when I was a little pup because our household didn’t really have books, aside from this seemingly expansive encyclopedia collection. And the paintings would always stand out. That and the people, biographical data. And the animals. Ok, well everything stands out. But that one painting, “Where did we come from and where are we going?” Ok, just researched it. It’s titled “Where Do We Come From? What Are We? Where Are We Going?” by Gauguin. Being young and very concerned with death (you know, worrying your parents were going to leave you one day forever was the most harrowing of thoughts), the title set forth a very poignant series of questions that struck me and left me without an answer. It’s those unanswerable questions that lead you to most amazing places I guess.

At last, here’s my living room, or part of it. The important part I guess. Oh, the coffee table I painted black! Yes. And the plant whose leaves are shaped like hearts.

I am not altogether resolved on why Saturday intrinsically holds an air of freedom and uncertainty, especially since I don’t hold down a 9-5 job and don’t have school every day of the week, so for me it should seem arbitrary. But no, Saturday really feels like everything Saturday has wanted to be for hundreds of years ever since Saturday, named after the Roman god of Saturn, became Saturday. Maybe because it’s the only day of the week named after a pagan god? Maybe because it precedes a day a “rest”, so psychologically we are ready to run ourselves into exhaustion? Maybe because culturally it has evolved to be this day of spectacle, fun, and anticipated interaction? Maybe because if you’re born on this day, you are able to see vampires?

Well my Saturday is complex and exciting. I anticipate going into the studio. But first I will laud Saturn, the god of agriculture, by going to the UCR Botanical Gardens, which I have recently begun a tempestuous affair (that means I go there). Actually really first, I have to water my lawn.

Next I will go to my mom’s housewarming party and see more chaos, of the Dionysus kind…

Also, here is like a teaser trailer version of my newest painting that looks really small here, but it’s actually 30 x 40 inches or so. I have actually progressed further but that footage is still in post-production. Take care, have a great weekend!

Opening Reception: Saturday, December 1, 8 p.m.-12:30 a.m.

Exhibition continues through December 29.

All fun and games takes place at The Hive Gallery, downtown LA.