“Autumn Cannibalist”; ‘How To Kill’, Die Mannequin (2007).
Let me know if YouTube is being evil again…
Because nothing ever happens on a Saturday. This has nothing to do with anything but I’m entering an art show next spring. I haven’t paid for the space or actually told anyone except some close friends, but I’m going to enter six or ten photos into an annual art exhibition which takes place in my little Village. It’s been going on for twenty-six years now and it brings… well, it used to bring four to six thousand people to my Village over three days. My Village, at least on the sign, has fewer than 1,800 residents. For the past five or six years, since the original artists who started the festival stopped taking part, attendence has dropping by a little more than half. But the Art Show is still… Something. Or something.
A friend of mine — the only artist I know of who actually makes a living selling her work — is coming over tonight and she’s going to help me figure out what to do. It’s been an interesting summer… for the first time I actually feel comfortable seeing some artistic value in the things I’m doing. It’s a weird 180 degree change. The plan right now is to either enter ten concert shots from pre-2002, or enter some of my recent digital photography… possibly some of the flower shots.
I’m interested to find out what my reaction will be to seeing things hanging on a wall with my name on them. I’ve never really enjoyed, at all, being judged on my work, whatsofreakingever. For my first reporting award I was actually in the audience at the award gala. I was on my twenty-second rum and Coke when they called my name.
Holy crap I’m bored… I think I’ll post a bunch of YouTubes later on.