More about Rensing

Its been an insane couple weeks. Sitting at home with my shoes off, smelling of tea tree oil and BO, my exhaustion is setting in. I'm quite pleased with myself. The next couple weeks, I'll be crunching to get a few paintings to better level of realization so I can pack it up and take them with me to the Rensing Center where I'll be showing with the wonderful and amazing Dylan Critchfield-Sales. I'm guilty of extreme procrastination. Meh. Here is a bit more of what is going up in the elusive woodsy Pickens, SC debut.

I'm Alive, Work from The Rensing Center Residency

Hello!

I'm alive!

I'll prove it.

I went did an artist residency at the Rensing Center in Pickens, South Carolina. Here's a few things I have uploaded as of now.

I'll post more in the upcoming days. 

If anyone is out there, I'd love to hear from you. 

Anticipating Rensing Center

Next week, the 17th, I leave for the Rensing Center in South Carolina, being the wimp that I am, this is terrifying. I shift in and out of thinking to make check lists, walking into another room to move papers around, remember to make check lists suddenly bodily functions, than it's time for bed, my favorite bodily function.  So there is no list yet. What would be in this list? Oh you know, stuff like bring your wallet, dictionary of knots and orajel. I'm congratulating myself for starting the list. Fucking dork. . . .

I've been working for my mother the past few weeks finishing furniture. I'm so close to my studio, but covered in futility and sawdust it is so far away.

Here's an ink drawing from last night's model session:

Dear Models,

It is incredibly creepy when you maintain direct eye contact for the entire length of the pose. Don't your eyes hurt? Maybe a wink to let me in on your artist trolling? Can't I scrutinize your body in the comfort of my activity? Now you get dots for eyes instead of a nose. As my therapist says: Don't cut off your nose to spite your face!

Sincerely,

Alyson
(the girl who couldn't maintain eye contact)

a tail of two meows

bird bliss

our love is all over the walls