Philadelphia Museum of Art

I just went to see the special exhibit at the Philadelphia Museum of Art and it was incredible!! The exhibit is called: Tesoros/Treasures/Tesouros: The Arts in Latin America, 1492–1820. It is only up till the end of the year but if can go to it please do. I haven't enoyed an exhibit this much in a long time. If you are a minimalist though don't see it. Also saw a painting by Leon Frederic called "The Source of Life" that was incredibly creepy yet very modern. Amazing.

crazy

As much as I love being an artist, there is a downside...like when you have those insecure, crazy feelings like everyone is better than you, getting more jobs than you, and selling more art than you and for more money than you. Guess what? That is what I am doing today. Feeling a little bit panicky and anxious that I will not make it and everyone is passing me by. AHHHH. Stupid.

And to top it all off I have a big client who owes me a nice check and is late paying it and now my carefully budgeted money is dwindling to nothing. Makes me CRAZY!! and very ANGRY and stressed out. Writing it down kind of makes me be able to let it go. There ain't nothing I can do about it. I am trying not to throw myself a pity party because I really have it quite good and this problem is little compared to what others endure. OK I am done. Lovely. Crazy. Fun. Dumb ass.

Still thinking that blogs are weird. I should just be writing this in a journal or something. Jeese louise I have to stop being all insecure today.

Art is fun

When I started my freedomwig painting-a-day project I fretted too much about what people might like to see and trying to be all cool and artsy. The longer it goes on, the more I find myself not worrying about that anymore. This is refreshing. I am just doing it. Some turn out better than others, but it just doesn't matter. YAY. Thinking is overrated. Doing is better.

Holiday Shmoliday

I watched the movie Prancer last night. It was sweet and simple and made me bawl like a baby. Put me in a good Christmas mood. Haven't had that nice Christmas feeling in a while. Been too harried in the past. The holidays should be simple and sweet. I am blocking out all the selly selly buy buy stuff right now and it is much easier to appreciate. I believe in Santa.

I need to go on more dates.

I love painting.

Home / Southwest

I am back home. I ate too much good stuff in SF. The junk store was finally open!! It was piled HIGH with all kinds of junk and I found some amazing things but alas the fellow who runs the place priced everything too dang high. WAY too high for the way the place looks. It feels like the basement of your crazy old aunt with OCD who hoards everything. I was expecting rock bottom prices but he was charging fancy antique store prices. So I only ended up with some old movie magazines. He said he has to close down the store by January 31 so I was suprised he wasn't more motivated to sell. I'll go back close the the 31st and see what's up.

I have been flying Southwest alot lately. Have you noticed how crazy people who fly Southwest get about lining up in the A, B, C lines? The people in the A line are the craziest of them all! God forbid if you stand in the wrong place. The A-liners lose it if you stand wrong. Doesn't make sense because if you are in the A line you will get a decent seat even if you are the last A. I love watching people get all high and mighty about the order of the line. It is quite entertaining.

San FRancisco

I am off to San Fran tonight. Going to work on a project with 826 Valencia, a cool organization that helps turtor students to improve their writing skills. It was founded by Dave Eggers (McSweeney's). Maybe they can help me done write better too. I get to meet with a student who has written a story and together we will develop an illustration to go with their story. Coolness!

I love San Francisco. I go there whenever I need a quick city fix. Los Angeles is a great place to live but really isn't a city. It's just a bunch of suburbs all hooked together. San FRan is incredibly beautiful and you can walk around and the architecture is dreamy! Hopefully I'll get some good inspiration for my daily paintings.

There is this one crazy junk store in North Beach that is ALWAYS closed when I am there. My friend Jennifer calls me every time she walks by the store to taunt me because it is always open EXCEPT when I am in town. It better be open this week. I REALLY want to go inside. It is one of those stores that has dusty junk piled high everywhere. Please let it be open. PLEASE!!!

Painting everyday

It is day 33 of my painting every day project. Today I REALLY didn't want to paint. Went to a wedding last night and needless to say the red wine was flowing freely. So today I got my butt to the studio and painted. I am glad I did. I have never been this disciplined EVER! It is kind of scaring me that I have kept it up so far. Hmm I feel good about myself. Nice. Can I do this for a year?

How come I can't be this disciplined about exercising and eating healthy? All these holiday holiday parties and weddings and dinners are kicking me hard. SOOO tired but having much fun. Tomorrow I am going to bed at 9:00 pm.

Nothing to do with art

While I was driving across the beautiful Pasadena suicide bridge, a lady in a big-ass BMW SUV, smoking a cigarette and flicking her ashes out the window, threw a crumpled up McDonald's bag out her window. She was wearing a baseball cap with pigtails. What a JERK! I hate people who litter. If she wasn't speeding so fast I would have pulled up beside her and yelled at her. DANG!

Also I am very happy that there are some people reading my blog. That is very cool. Thank you!!!

Don't Care

I decided that I am not going to care. See yesterday's blog. Yeehaw! I like painting.

Commerical Art

I have been feeling bad and discouraged lately because I have been listening to people pretty much saying that it is bad to be a commercial artist, that it is better to be a fine artist. Since I do alot of commercial art, which I define as getting hired to do art for some specific reason, it has basically made me feel crappy. I paint pictures for myself and for other people and it has always made me pretty glad, but now I am doubting myself. Maybe the fact that it is rainy and cold and I am tired has made me gloomy. I am sure I'll get over it.

Is it different to make money from art you sell to a client or to make money from art you sell in a gallery? Do people take you less seriously if you have been an illustrator? Why? Should I care? I am mad that this is an issue in my head right now because I really just like to make art. I like selling it in galleries and I like getting hired to do jobs. I like getting paid to do it and for it. It doesn't feel any different. Why are people ashamed of it? Am I screwed?

Sometimes I think it is better for me to sell my art myself so it can stay reasonbly priced and get into the hands of regular people who don't normally buy original art. Once you get in the bigger fancy galleries the people who can afford your art gets smaller. Why should rich people be the only ones to own art? But if some big gallery wanted to sell my work for lots of money I would probably do it.

I don't like elitism.

Yikes.

Writers & Me

Last night I hung out with a bunch of writers. It is nice to spend time with people who don't paint or draw for a living. Sometimes I forget that other people exist out there. Not knocking artists, but writers are interesting. That is something I wish I was good at. See look at that sentence. I might as well have written "Gee whiz I dang sure would like to write stuff n' junk." I can't write worth a poo. Oh well. I can do drawings.

I can't wait to eat stuffing.

Once more thing. I was just thinking about all the blogs and websites in the world and how everyone is crying out for attention including me. It is overwhelming. It is embarrassing always writing about myself and trying to get people to buy my art, or look at my art. I wish I was different and didn't care, but I really do want people to be interested in my junk.

So I just want to write this to get it off my chest. I might as well embrace it. Me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me and what not, me me me me me me me me me me and me. Me me me me me, heck yeah, me me me me me me me me me. Me me me me me me me me fantastic me me me. Ok me me me me. And last but not least, me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me. Thank me.
Sincerely Mine,
Me

Studio Party

If you live in Los Angeles please stop by our studio open house type party.

spam subject lines of today

Would you click on these spam emails? The subject lines in spam are interesting. They crack me up. Also have you ever accidently clicked on one and there is this strange almost literary writing? Why? It almost sounds like someone writing well, but then the words get all messed up and confusing. Weird. Here are some from today.

party liner paradise grackle

neat-ankled mother language

New, un-known and exciting high revenue occupation

Oh well I guess I have nothing better to write. Although a new unknown exciting high-revenue occupation sounds GOOD! I might click on that one.

Here is a fact. I love Campbell's Hearty Chunky Steak Fajita Soup. If you are on weight watchers the whole can is just 4 points. It be good and fills you up. Although it is weird eating hot soup when it is 90 degrees outside right now. Our studio is COLD! My feet are cold.

Above is an image from my new website freedomwig.com

Freedom.com

I don't think any one is reading my blog but if someone does please check out my new website: freedomwig.com

It is a website where I post a new painting or drawing every day. They are all for sale for under $300 bucks. I am trying to make myself more disciplined because I tend to be lazy on occasion.

Catch ya later!

Martha

I am can't get off the computer

I can't get off the computer. Hopefully I'll think of something else to write. I signed up so I could post comments on the princessinappropriate blog.