Saturday, November 21, 2009
dreams 4 sale!
So yesterday, I asked a deep and probing question, and the overwhelming response was...
Which is totally cool. This isn't really a "deep and probing" sort of blog. So today, I'm going to ask for advice instead and hope that you guys will boss me around.
See, my art studio is a mess. Half-finished paintings, old paintings, materials, doodads that would work well in collages that I'll never do. I need to clean out, re-organize, and make it a place where art can be made, books can be written, and dreams can come true. I have this mental image of bare walls, Ikea chairs, and built-in bookshelves. Mmmm.
So here's my question: What do I do with all the old artz?
Should I store it? Sell it? Whitewash it and repaint? Should I have some sort of studio sale or take the time to put them up on Etsy, or what? Shipping would be egregious for the bigger ones, so local is better. But I want it out. I'm just not big on holding on to the past, and I need the space.
Here's one wall:
Here's another wall:
Our college degrees are not for sale. Not for all the bottles of Goldschlauger in the world.
Studies, Etsy-type stuff, playing around, leftovers. All sorts of stuff from about 2000 to now. I went through a very colorful period for a while there.
Ideas? What would you do with all this art?
And please don't mention fire. That would make me a sad panda.
p.s. That first painting, the oil of me screaming, is called "Underneath All This Suburban Tranquility, I Am Fierce".
p.p.s. If you only come here for the gratuitous baby shots, here you go. Mr. Chipmunk Cheeks turns 1 on Monday. This time last year, I was feeling pretty weird and preparing to force down some chicken wings and go to sleep. And then it was all SPLOOSH!, and then we were at the hospital, and then I was all UUUGGGHHH!, and then there was t.rex.
p.p.p.s. If you commented earlier and your comment disappeared, or if you seem to remember something entirely different appearing in this post, you're crazy. CRAZY!*
* Or Dr. Krog may have decided that I was revealing too many personal details about our life and asked me to remove said personal details, which I graciously did. Anyway, here's the baby.