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05/02/2006: "Friends don't let friends exhibit their work."
I continue to paint and repaint and repaint…the problem with oils is that they take forever to dry. And so, 75% of the paintings in the show on Friday will be wet, some very wet. I used to use Liquin to speed drying time but as I no longer have a death wish, I’ve sworn off the stuff and certain pigments take foreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeevvvvvvvvvvr to dry when left to their own devices.
I’m having flash backs to my last show when the guy who helped hang the show accidentally rubbed up against a couple of them and smeared the paint in the painting and ruined his shirt. You really don’t want to have to repaint anything a half our before your show opens!
At least I’m working relatively small these days. Back when Rick and I did the “Penetrated Structures” exhibit we had HUGE canvases, and not only were they wet, but we had no way of transporting them to the gallery. I think we ended up strapping them one by one to the roof of a friend’s station wagon.
The stress before a show, no matter how together you are ahead of time, is always just incredible. He and I got into the biggest fight ever that day, over who got to take home the leftover muffins from the reception. Oh my, the expletives that flew that day! There’s a formula for why artists are considered so temperamental before a show: Exposure to toxic chemicals + various mood altering drugs (vodka, twinkies, etc.) – sleep + vulnerability of opening your work to possible ridicule = the *artistic* temperament (in a nutshell).