I paint about what I think about. The results can sometimes have a polarizing effect on those who view what I create.
Not sure if this is what bothers me *most* but I sure wish that there was more down and dirty honest to goodness knock down drag out discussions amongst artists like there used to be. I'm referring to the fabulous verbal battles between Van Gogh and Gaugin (and Gaugin possibly being the one who cut off Van Gogh's ear). Or, the rivalry between Picasso and Matisse. There are so many fabulous stories throughout art history of painters who sparred with each other over liquor fueled evenings. I think there's too much of a mutual admiration society now. Nobody tells anyone that the suck anymore.
Noam Chomsky. Because I can rely on him to be right about just about everything.
It's within walking distance to my studio, it starts before 8pm and has a nice bathroom I can hang out in for a bit when I need to get away from the crowd and regroup half way through.
The very first sale? I don't remember. But I do remember the first sale I made after quitting my job to start painting full time. It was a self portrait of me holding my cat which was modeled after a Frida Kahlo painting. I was under no allusions that I have much of anything in common with Frida - I was simply in the very early stages of developing my own style part of that process was taking inspiration from artists I admire. The painting was called ''Learning from Frida."
WHAT'S YOUR BEST FAIL?
I failed to have children. Oh wait, that was completely on purpose. Phew!!
WAS YOUR DUMBEST, “I think I’m an engineer, but really I’m just an artist,” MOMENT?
I have tall ceilings in my studio so I once assembled two bookcases together - one on top of the other. But when I went to stand them upright, I didn't have enough clearance to get it past some exposed pipes in my ceiling.
Last time I sang karaoke.
The first time I showed at DCAC was in 2002 in an exhibit called Lady Fest. Matt Sesow and I were still pretty newly dating back then. He'd been a full time painter for a while already and I was just getting started in the DC art scene. I remember how excited I was to attend the opening with him ... and what inevitably led to a fun night of drinking and debauchery afterwards.
Reading about food.
Working at a baker in Essex, CT when I was 15. My work day included baking and eating bread (usually slathered with butter).
Someone asked me how much one of my paintings was this weekend at the Adams Morgan Festival. I told them $20. That was a lie. It was on my website for $80. But she loved it so much that I simply wanted to be sure it could be hers.
CRAZIEST D.C. MEMORY?
My wedding to Matt Sesow on Feb 5, 2010 during the snow-pocalypse.