Archive | July, 2010

Update for the sake of updating

26 Jul

So it seems that I’ve been neglecting the ol’ blog lately. Not than anybody reads these things but I still feel an underlying duty to keep this updated since most people claim that blogging about their work has gotten them a lot of word of mouth attention. Maybe I just need to post more interesting things in my blog. Or actually just post 😉

Truth be told, I have been insanely busy getting ready for the Art in Bayfront Park art show up Duluth at the end of August. Here’s the website for the curious: http://www.artinbayfrontpark.com/

I have literally been spending almost every moment of my life from the time I wake up to the time I go to bed working on stuff for the show. Its exhausting but exciting all the same and hopefully it will prove to be a worthwhile and most of all, fun, experience. The free time that I do get is usually spent messing around on the banjo… yes. I bought a banjo. Or I can be found in the pasture with my donkey… oh yeah. I also got a donkey.

Other than that there is not much exciting news at the time. I’ll be making a trip down to the cities this week to get art supplies and retrieve some silk ribbon from my old apartment.

Anyways, maybe one of these days I’ll do real shop update like all those other professionals do. Maybe.

Ten years ago
I fell in love with an Irish girl
She took my heart

But she went and screwed some guy she knew
and now I’m in Dublin with a broken heart

Oh broken hearted Hoover fixer sucker guy
Oh broken hearted Hoover fixer sucker, sucker guy

One day I’ll go there and win her once again
but until then I’m just a sucker of a guy

-Glen Hansard

That woman she’s got eyes that shine…

12 Jul

Last night I saw The Avett Brothers and while the show was amazing as theirs always are, it was my first time seeing them since they got signed to a major label and it was very sad to see just how popular they have become in the past year. The last time I saw them was at a dive bar in Minneapolis with my one time best friend and I seeing them live again just brought me back to the times spent with him. So while it was a beautiful show and left me feeling inspired the underlying tone was filled with bittersweet memories. But it was good and it was exactly what I needed. It gave me an odd sense of closure and hope… something that sometimes only music can do.

In related news, I am in the market for a traveling partner. If interested, please fill out an application 😉 You cannot be afraid of doing stupid and often times dangerous things… there is no pussy footing here…

So last week I headed north. I had been meaning to do this for quite some time but haven’t had the chance due to an insane work schedule. Now that the insane work schedule has been removed from my life and I am now self employed I can do things… like go to north. I was originally able to sucker Wolf into going with me but due to a lack of funds I ended up flying solo on this journey. Its always nice to just venture off on your own for awhile but I have done that enough lately and hopefully next time I’ll be able to rope somebody into going with me.

The road work was quite bad heading into and all through Duluth so I took back-roads and after spending all of ten minutes in the harbor I took off for my beloved Palisade Head. I stopped at Silver Creek along the way but it just isn’t the same without Nick. Not to mention it was unusually warm that day and the bugs were horrible. Last time I went to Silver Creek there were dead deer and animal body parts and bones everywhere but not so much this time so that was nice… I don’t mind dead animals (they make for good photos) but I am still haunted by the smell that followed me hours after leaving the creek.

Next I got to go home after being away for nearly three months. I call Palisade my home because well… it is. Its where my heart is and its always where I feel most at peace. Being there has just done some really good things in my life. So I hiked/climbed far away from all the tourists who like to just stay behind the wall keeping you safe from falling to your death (what fun is that?) and found a nice little cliff to just sit on and take it all in. This was probably the first time I retreated to Palisade where I wasn’t in a state of utter hopelessness and depression so it was nice to just sit there content and listen to the wind and water colliding.

Perhaps my greatest discovery while sitting there was the wild blueberry plants! I had seen them before but it never occurred to me that they were blueberries. So I spent a couple of hours picking blueberries 1,000 feet above lake superior before I got over heated and thought for sure I was going to fall off a cliff and die.

(When I got home I used all the blueberries I had picked and made AMAZING blueberry breakfast bread.)

Unfortunately, I had a major headache the rest of my time up north from my blueberry obsession so I just kind of laid low and spent most of my time on various beaches picking rocks, reading, writing and just looking out into the lake thinking about all sorts of random things.

The one fun thing I bought for myself were two books… one about wild fruits and berries found in Minnesota, Wisconsin and Michigan and the other was about rocks found along the North shore.

Yes, I fully realize that this makes me a nerd. And now I have an undeniable urge to just wonder off into the woods for a few days and see what plants I can find to sustain me. Crazy? Of course. But lets be honest, you all love me for it.

I think thats it for now. I do have lots more stories including some thoughts on society that more or less slapped me in the face while I was up there but I guess you’ll just have to hang out with me to hear that. Or even better… go with me and experience it for yourself…

When nothing is owed or deserved or expected
And your life doesn’t change by the man that’s elected
If you’re loved by someone, you’re never rejected
Decide what to be and go be it.

-The Avett Brothers

Playing shop

4 Jul

This weekend I discovered perhaps the greatest thing about being self employed… working weekends isn’t bad at all because you don’t have to to worry about clothes, makeup or even showering for that matter…umm…

Anyways, So this weekend I have been working like crazy in order to get as much done before I take off for Lake Superior nice and early tomorrow morning. I’ve made five small journals, two large journals and a few journal pendants. Which really isn’t bad considering I’m just getting into the swing of things again.

I even decided to get out one of my display pieces for when I start doing art/craft shows and play around a little…

See that little bookshelf thing under the ugly cork-board thing? Yep. That’s part one of my little shop. I’m probably far more excited for it than I should be but that’s ok.

In fact, I’m so excited, here’s another view…

See? fun.

And one more just for the heck of it…

Awesome.

Also, for the curious… I did not make the drum sitting next to the bookshelf. However, once the gourds that I’m currently growing in my garden ripen up I shall be making various African inspired instruments so be on the lookout for that madness!

I guess that’s it for now… back to work. Expect some photos and tales from north later in the week.

Love.

Listen to the wind blow over the branches
Listen to waves crash on the shore
I don’t have the big plan, just small glances
And every now and then I’m still unsure

-Children 18:3

Ridding the world of cows and sheep one journal at a time…

2 Jul

Today is my first day as a self employed artist and it feels both very odd and very natural. I was able to stay up late, sleep in a little and spend the day doing what I love. Its a crazy concept but only in the fact that I think it’s crazy there aren’t more people out there trying to pursue this lifestyle. I guess its not for everybody though. You can’t be afraid of being dirt poor or living in constant uncertainty and the one thing  you need to be is scarily driven and I am learning that more and more each day. Of course, if I hadn’t spent the past year or so working 8 hours a day at a retail job only to come home and work 6-7 more hours on my creative work, get a little sleep, wake up and do it all over again I probably wouldn’t have ever reached this point.  And now that I am here I am not about the look back… well, except to thank the heavens that I survived.

The business side of this is still a little on the overwhelming side but I took enough business courses in my lengthy college career where I should hopefully figure out how to go about things. Last week I applied for and received my tax ID number which allows me to sell at shows all over the country! Who would think that I would ever get overjoyed about something regarding taxes… but you have to admit, the idea of it is pretty exciting. Maybe…

The following months are going to be insane to say the least. Early next week I am heading to the northshore for a few days to collect “sea” glass, drift wood, agates and take as many photos as my camera will allow. I also hope to find time to just relax and reflect on life in general… that’s what Palisade Head is for I guess. Then upon my return it will be time to really get to work on creating journals, jewelry and wood panel photo transfers in preparation for the Bayfront Art Festival up in Duluth at the end of August.

I’m also in the marker for an old bus or motor home to travel/ live in. So if you know about one for sale hit me up!

And the sands will roll out a carpet of gold
For your weary toes to be a touchin’
And the ship’s wise men will remind you once again
That the whole wide world is watchin’!
Of the foes will rise with the sleep still in their eyes
And they’ll jerk from their beds and think they’re dreamin’
But they’ll pinch themselves and squeal
And they’ll know that it’s for real
The hour that the ship comes in.

-Peter, Paul and Mary

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