chezsnarko giornale Archive for June 2007

Who Knew?

posted by snarko on Tuesday, June 5 2007

Not Me, I'm an Idiot

Yes I am. We all are.

If you'd seen me earlier today, you'd have seen a snarko you don't know at all...

...the one that can't talk.

I recently finished three paintings; all loosely (one very directly) on the war. This is the first time I've done fine art--rather than commercial whatever--in like,

what is it now? 20 years? No, more like 15.

Anyway, the only people who'd seen anything I've produced are too familiar; there's no way they'd say it sucked, even if it did.

OH! If you go now to the local production of Jesus Christ Superstar at the Zach Scott Theater (and it's bilingual! Genious!), the art square that's half god, half goddess? Joe and I banged that out in less than 24 hours. It's all the notice we had. I rather like it, despite time constraint. I'm happy with the solution concept (since there was only one box left, when we wanted two) at least.

What idiot (me) decided it was a good idea to make "tiles" (a requirement) out of Eye of Brigettes?! I was sitting at Spiderhouse waiting for Joe to return from a job interview, looking for sticks on the ground, and feverously winding winding winding to get em done.

AND it was Mom's birthday. We invited her over for a cookout; Joe kept up the the winding while I kept cooking. I could kill myself, except it looks real good.

Apparently, when Joe turned it in, other artists working furiously at the theater to finish liked it. I missed response myself, so I dunno.

But today, I just made an ASS of myself, for the first time in a long time, I mean, I felt like a child.

All cuz I had to show my art to a gallery to get it hung.

And know how DUMB I am?! The piece I was most afraid of--the one that DIRECTLY attacks the war--is the one they want to price HIGHEST.

Joe pointed it out, and it's true; the owner made fun of me for being so nervous about my work. "Easy, wasn't it?" he said.

Yeah, it was. I just haven't shown in a real long time. I can't believe, still, anyone but me LIKES it. Guess I'm an idiot.