Alice Neel + The Scatological Thoughts of Kerouac

Alice Neel is one of my favorite figurative artists, so I was excited to see her Drawings and Watercolors 1927-1978 at the David Zwirner gallery last week.

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When I was younger, I bought a grainy VHS copy of Pull My Daisy just for her background cameo (this was pre-internet, which you can now watch for free on Vimeo). Their Bowery loft was exactly how I pictured artists living together in the lower east side back in the 1950’s.

Allen Ginsberg + Gregory Corso drinking beer and reading poetry before breakfast (or as breakfast) with the improvised narration of Jack Kerouac’s voiceover makes me melt:

They turn over their little purple moonlight pages in which their naked doodlings do show secret scatological thought and thats why everybody wants to see it.

In the spirit of throwbacks and freeform, my unfinished sketch of Alice Neel from many years ago,; and in the spirt of National Poetry Month, the exquisite corpse poem that started it all.

pull my daisy / tip my cup all / my doors are open / cut my thoughts / for coconuts / all my eggs are broken / jack my arden / gate my shades / woe my road is spoken / silk my garden / rose my days, now my prayers awaken.

Spring Ahead

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For my birthday this month – with snow on the ground three days into spring – we headed upstate to do two of my favorite things: thrifting + veggie eating. I am much more selective when I thrift shop now, bringing back only a few affordable gems. Here are my curated purchases; the most expensive item being a $12 raccoon skull:

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Below are my handpicked cast of characters for finishing up The Sketchbook Project illustrations. So exciting!

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*shops: Goodwill • Hodge Podge • Salvation Army • White Whale

WordPressed in Winter

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I’ve been in hibernation mode this winter. Glued to my screen, I travelled a little too far down the WordPress rabbit hole. I’ve been there before. My venture into the self-hosted platform began years ago when I wanted my own blog, when the free version of WordPress wouldn’t cut it anymore. The obsession started slowly, wanting to control a widget here and there, but my customization wants never stopped and the descent into WordPress madness truly began.

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Since my head has been lost inside the platform this winter (2 clients + my own site), I’ve wanted to make some art about it. So the artist has taken over today in order to draw you some pictures. And apparently, this artist wants green shoes too.

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source: photo 1

Happy New Year!

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This is an exciting time to reevaluate our lives and set goals. For me, it’s about accountability in 2015. I am a good worker, accountable to others when they need me. Admittedly though, I am not as accountable to myself. For some reason, when doing things just for me, I’m a little all over the place. It’s easy to slip when you work from home most of the day (the only overseeing pair of eyes being the cat’s).

Case in point, I have signed up for The Sketchbook Project before and never completed it. I keep a personal sketchbook regularly; my sacred place of both inner calm and sketchy rage; the place I can draw whatever I want without judgement. I couldn’t bring myself to share that kind of vulnerability with the world back in 2012, yet its incompleteness still haunts me.

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When Tim asked me what I do just for fun, I came up empty. I hadn’t given fun much thought lately. Ask my Dad what he did on his day off and he’ll say you, “organized my receipts.” Like father, like daughter.

So I am holding myself accountable. In order to become a better freelancer, maybe even a better person, I need to do fun things just for me too. I signed up for The Sketchbook Project 2015 for this very reason, and my book has just arrived in the mail!

How do you hold yourself accountable?