Wednesday, February 27, 2008 last.....damn it.

So I am trying to sneak past my artist's block. I'm not even sure if it really IS artist's block, since I have about a gajillion's just been a matter of getting them out, if you know what I mean.
Above: page from my sketchbook.

Part of the problem is that everything I've been trying to do just feels wrong, somehow. I'll set down some paint, some ink, some something, and it just feels utterly off-kilter and not even in my personal art ballpark. I know that my work as a whole is going through some massive transition. I am a person who doesn't like no knowing where I am going, so this art-shift has been difficult. Where is my art going? Don't know. Can't work. Or, at least, I haven't been able to up until now.

What's changed? A little more light in the sky, for one. Winter's deathgrip on the landscape is beginning to lessen a bit. A few more birds in the trees outside the studio windows, all the orchids are waking up and doing new stuff--leaves and bloom spikes, skiing has been fantastic.

Artist's block deathgrip is lessening. Thank goodness....

This is a small view of a large painting/drawing which came together surprisingly quickly. I had the idea for this painting and couldn't decide whether to dive in. I began to think of my friend and fellow artist Jean Lester. I imagined that when she gets and idea and sits down to paint, she goes full steam ahead and DAMN THE TORPEDOES! So I've decided to emulate that get-off-your-ass an art sense. It's all about GSD: Get Shit Done, which is transforming into GSDNOE, Get Shit Done Now Or Else. My show is a scant 8 weeks away. Scary.

I showed this painting to Fromage and he said it was hard to identify what the white drawn things were. Can you tell what they are? Click on the 'comments' button below and weigh in. It's important that they're identifiable. (I think it's grossly obvious, so his observation surprised me.)

Sun is shining and I have to get painting....

Monday, February 25, 2008

...and more skiing!

Starting off---Fromage, and friends Scott and Anne Marie. We figured a 6-7 mile ski on various snowmachine, powerline and moose trails to get back to the Goldstream Dredge for a picnic. About +15F.

Old building along the Goldstream. Fromage thinks this is an old bathhouse. When we skied through here two years ago, the buildings still had roofs on them....someone's scavenged the corrugated tin.

During the day, we saw every animal track imaginable in the snow; Moose, rabbit, fox, mouse, marmot, grouse (or spruce hen?) and one that we just couldn't identify---not a dog, not a wolf, but not a lynx, either---or, at least I didn't think so. With the warmer weather, the critters are jumping around like mad out there. Only Fromage actually saw anything....a fat hare.

Intrepid skiiers....photoshoped. (The winter landscape begs for this kind of stuff.....)

Scott and Anne Marie brought along some lightly spiced, dried squid. It may sound like an odd snack for a ski outing, but it was WONDERFUL. Protein-y, chewy, salty goodness! Fromage and I brought cooked bacon on our Tolovana outing----now always to be refered to as 'sport bacon.' Sweet trail food just doesn't do it for me, hypoglycemic that I am. Squid! Genius!

We got pretty cold during the picnic in the pilot house of the dredge so we didn't linger too long. Sadly, the windows had all been broken out since we'd skied out there last. Damn vandals. Why can't they just appreciate a beautiful, rusting hunk of machinery in the wilderness?

Skiiing out. This dredge isn't as big as others I've been to. I like this one for it's remoteness---no roads lead to it.

And now?

I am finally making some progress in my studio. I may just be able to sneak past the art-block with stealth and tricky subterfuge....