Showing posts with label new years resolutions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label new years resolutions. Show all posts

December 21, 2015

Are You Ready

In wishing you all A Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year
I will just say that I am very happy to be looking to the future rather than dwelling on the past, and I am t h r i l l e d to never have to write 2015 ever again. I'm definitely ready for a new year!

I just came across a statement written by Robert C. Morgan circa 1997, about a year or so after I took a memorable class with him at SVA. It oddly does not feel in any way dated by 18 years:

"In today's art world there is a certain price to be paid by any artist who chooses to follow an inner-directed position as opposed to the consensual signs of an external discourse. Most often, it is the latter option which has become symptomatic of the critical and curatorial establishment. In a highly pragmatic culture, fashion and science are still the ultimate models upon which success is measured and understood. These models are predictably mediated by public consensus- the harbinger of neutralized taste."

It makes me wonder if I should be down right grateful that the last five applications I submitted to show my work were all rejected. How does an artist know if their work is just plain awful or just way too interesting and idiosyncratic for the public's 'neutralized taste'?

New Year's Resolution #1: I am going to pretend to not care and keep working regardless.
New Year's Resolution #2: I will send out fifty submissions this year so at least the rejection percentages will be more balanced out.

Cheers everyone!






December 31, 2014

happy new year


Happy New Year! 

Two thousand fifteen will mark the beginning of the Art Wrestler's third year! (well, technically the fourth but I started at the very end of 2012 so it doesn't really count!)

A lot has happened this year which accounts for the fact that there were a lot less posts to share with you. I believe my tiny readership may have slimmed down even further. I'm hoping to rectify that by bringing you many more teeming articles in the upcoming months.

I have been really happy in my new studio space and it is inspiring all kinds of ideas for new projects, discussions, entanglements, etc. So far I have been able to complete ten paintings in just the last 5 months, and I imagine spending even more time there after the new year.

Since I don't have much of an end of the year round-up myself, and since they've done all the work for us already, I'm including here links to Hyperallergic's vast array of best of lists for 2014.

See if you agree-

I'll see you in the new year!

Top 10 Exhibitions Around the World

Top 10 Exhibitions Across the United States

Top 20 NYC Art Shows That Weren’t in Brooklyn

Top 10 Brooklyn Art Shows

 

 

December 16, 2013

Advice for the New Year


It feels like I just wrote my new years resolutions for 2013. 


It has been a whopping year filled with more dynamic events than usual. I turned 40 this year. I closed my business. Dealt with the after-math of Hurricane Sandy. And watched our dream house get sold to someone else...

On the other end, I also had a wonderful summer and fall this year... I learned to relax. I climbed a mountain. Got healthy. Went on vacation. Visited California. Spent real time with my family. Began new directions with my artwork. Saved money. Felt good. 

I know the greatest moments I had this year would never have felt so good if the worst moments weren't so bad. I think.. I may have.. learned something. Ha. 

Here it is, advice to myself for 2014 and anyone else who might be listening:

don't get cocky
don't assume
& never ever make a decision based on guilt or spite


Happy Festivities everyone & Happy New Year!
Thanks for reading...

February 2, 2013

Road Trippin'


Every year my unwritten new year's resolution includes seeing more art and making more art. This year is no exception. Last week when I saw the announcement for the opening reception at the Locks Gallery in Philadelphia I marked it on the calendar. Leave work early for a road trip to Philly with the family. Great plan. 

Driving through the Pinelands' empty two lane highway, the sunset gleaming, my husband's homemade "Road trippin" CD playing, we were on our way. My husband was feeling especially smug since he had worked all week in Pennsylvania and thought he had figured out the better way to get to Philly from Manahawkin. 
The beautiful sky, horse corrals and empty fields were fitting seamlessly into the lyrics of songs like Phish's Tires on your car, Cat Steven's On the Road to find out, and Neil Young's Long May you run. By the time Road Trippin' by The Red Hot Chili Peppers came on we were basking in road trip exuberance. Little did we know the foreshadowing accuracy of the lyrics "let's go get lost, let's go get lost". 



Apparently there's a reason why the roads were so empty. It turns out my husband does indeed know how to avoid Camden traffic at 5pm on a Friday. Two and a half hours later, much worse for wear, with 15 minutes left to the opening, the GPS slurring his words, we arrived at Washington Square. 
There's nothing like the comforting welcome of little plastic cups of white wine and heated beautiful art galleries. We were so relieved to get out of the car and make it to the show we soaked up every single fiber of canvas and layer of paint and pigment. 


The show was lovely. Not in an overwhelmingly gorgeous way, but neat and succinct. A sensible mix of artists. Besides the obvious black and white nature theme there were a few lush and tactile gems such as the handmade paper and stenciled pigment piece by Leonardo Drew, and the juicy acrylic iceberg carelessly painted over a static xeroxed seascape by Marcus Harvey. The other stand out and my daughter's favorite was a fabulously worked over woodcut by Orit Hofshi. 


On our walk to get something to eat we stopped at another opening at the Bridgette Mayer Gallery on Walnut street. A much livelier crowd but with less seasoned art. We enjoyed the installation of hundreds of little wooden spools with red wool but wished the other pieces in the show were as obsessive and striking. 


As we sat at Moriarty's with our cheeseburgers and onion rings we laughed about  how the evening would look a lot better in my blog and how I was glad in the end that we didn't turn the car around and go home hungry and miserable. 

Is there a moral to this story? 
Firstly, I have to say to all our New Jersey friends who are so in love with Philadelphia but have yet to take us on a guided tour, you're 9 years too late. In the three efforts we've made since living here we have yet to experience what everyone is so in love with. The moral of the story, alas, is not try, try again. It's definitely not third time's a charm either. More like three strikes you're out. The moral of this story is stick with what you know. Put us on a bus, subway or taxi anywhere in New York and we're good to go…

I think next time I'll pay a little more attention to the lyrics in our family theme song.