I’m at a cafe today, escaping from the jackhammers and the dust of street repaving nearby. So while sipping my green tea latte I discovered OhMyPrints’ WallApp, which is used for staging art in virtual rooms. And hey, it’s free. So I’ve been having fun placing some of my art in rooms that have a simple, modern feel.
Although my digital images can be blown up to larger sizes, most of my paintings have been fairly small. So it’s interesting to see how some of the smaller pieces would hold up when staged virtually as larger images.
“Bull Market,” a painting on paper, is only 25 x 25.5 inches. This image is blown up, and I think the boldness of the dark and light spaces work in a larger size. So this is making me think, yes — I could work larger, especially since a lot of my work is bold.
The actual size of “The Trickster Returns (Amanita Maki) is 20 x 16 x 3/4 inches.
“Black Leaves” is tiny! Only 8.5 x 8.5 inches. But it’s fun to play with the sizing in WallApp. It’s helping me to revisualize my art and think about how the size of my works relate to areas in which they might be placed.
I managed to put this site together today, despite some of the worst hayfever I’ve had in awhile — thanks to the City’s construction project to tear up Larkin St., just a few yards away from my house. And I mean tear it up — digging a huge trench down the whole street, and sucking gravel and dust up into some nameless monster of a machine, and shooting it out again into a truck, and also into the air for me to breathe. They started at 6:30 this morning, with a jackhammer, and it’s now continuing into the night. Oh, well, it’s for a good cause, repairing the streets…
Still, still…somehow I managed to do this (and worked today, too). And now maybe I’ll get some painting done. Or some writing. Or maybe I’ll get some sleep. That sounds good.
…and suddenly it’s quieter out there. I hope they’ve knocked off for the night.
I still haven’t shifted my art stuff to this site, but I think I’ll begin in small steps, beginning today. The painting above (ink on Arches paper, 24 x 22.5 inches) is titled “Forecast,” which seems appropriate. So, expect the next few weeks to look like any move from one house to another — boxes piled up; trying out different #wordpress themes, design changes, etc. You may even see a different layout every day or so — I can never decide just by reading and looking; I have to try things out. I may even go back to a blog front page instead of a static front page. We’ll see…
Being a writer/artist is just about every single day. Work, eat, sleep, worry, love, work, and maybe write or paint. Today, for example, I’m editing trout fishery reports. Happy to announce that Black Radish books will publish my collected poems, Corporeal, in summer 2018.
Prepping for morning FANHS meeting (includes putting together a mock-up of our book of memoirs – Filipinos in Salinas Valley), and a presentation I’ll give on Filipino musicians in the Chautauquas, pre-WWII.
Checking my tutoring site for submissions
Glad the sun is out; I can see stretches of blue amid fat, cottony clouds creeping across the sky.
Spending a lot of time working, hustling up work, & volunteering. Not enough time to read, write, or paint, or just be out walking/thinking.
Driving through heavy rain! Car hydroplaned twice on the drive back home to Monterey.
Had productive meeting with a friend who curates museum exhibits. Came up with some good ideas for setting up an exhibit in the Republic Cafe (Chinatown), and for partnering with another organization.
Editing a book on Mongolian art (fascinating!)
And will somehow find time today to paint and relax.
Trying to spend less time today (pretty successfully so far) perusing the news and FB.
Rain & Wind here in Monterey…
Preparing for a phone conference w/City Planning (Salinas) and the new consultants for the Chinatown project.
Prepping a letter to send to City Council in support of [the city’s first?] arts ordinance, and formation of an Arts Commission. About time…
Our landlord hired a landscaper, and every Tues. they come around with these hellish leaf-blowers, rain or shine. Today it’s rain. Leaf blowing and garbage collection punctuate–are the soundtrack–for my Tuesdays.
Working on an editing job today — for a book on Asian art – artists & their patrons
Painting and writing will be worked into the schedule, somehow…
- Listening to the news (just turned it off). Jeezus.
- Answering email/tasking for the two Asian cultural organizations I’m a member of. Working towards revitalizing the Chinatown neighborhood, wondering how we’ll move forward given the policies of the new Presidential admin. More reliance on local/private/state funding, I guess.
- Promoting my freelance biz, Old Town Editing.
- Painting: a 30 x 15″ canvas; “botanical” piece. Several days ago I reached some threshold that activated a switch in my brain, which totally changed my approach to painting. I’m on the 4th painting in this series, with no sign of needing to stop. Here are a couple that I finished yesterday:
- Thinking about lunch… Looking out at gray skies over the trellised rose bush. I live in a cottage that belonged to a bohemian poet-priest and wine connoisseur (I kid you not), so when I look in this direction, I always see the little black, wrought-iron crucifix that he attached to the top of the trellis.