Hellooooooooooo New Jersey!!!!!………..

My internet at home has been extremely bipolar lately and dropping out for days at a time, I’m up to my eyeballs with craziness, and I’m supposed to be on a plane in 4 hours… so this will be short and sweet.

This Saturday (November 14th) is the opening of “Tragically Delicious: the bittersweet art of Kristen Ferrell and Angie Mason” at the Parlor Gallery in Asbury Park, NJ.

8125_140747570123_720695123_3090228_1122521_nParlor Gallery

707 Cookman Ave

Asbury Park, NJ  07712

The opening reception is from 7pm- 11pm- and YES, I will be there!  And if I’m flying across the entire country to be there, you can be there too… right? (if you live in the area, that is.  I don’t expect any of you to hop a plane to come to the show!  I’m not THAT demanding!).

Above is an example of Angie Mason’s work if you’re new to her world. And here are a couple of my new pieces that will be exhibited for the first time….

art 005_low_resart 009_low_resI hope to see all your bright shining faces there!!!

Off to finish packing, and hopping that plane!  Can one of you out there take care of that pesky rain that is falling all over the place out there before I arrive?  Please?  I appreciate it.

XOXOXOXOOXOXXOOXXO

HORRAY for mediocrity!!!

Brad left for tour a week ago, kicking and screaming (and I mean that almost literally).  He’s recently developed a severe phobia of flying- and add to that the fact that it’s been ages since he’s been on tour, so he’s grown a little too comfortable being at home and didn’t want to go “back to work”.  I lovingly shoved him out of the car at the airport, told him to go earn a goddamn paycheck- and it’s been me and Sully flying solo.  I’ve got no problems doing the single-mom-thing while Brad is away (I did it before Brad was in the picture, so I slip back into that role with ease).  And there are perks- like less Man-mess infiltrating my clean home.  But this month was a pretty shitty month for Brad to go earn his paycheck.

He had to leave a few days before Sully’s birthday- which Brad was BUMMED about.  And in 2 days, Sully’s school year ends and then it’s a couple weeks of “what the fuck am I going to do with this kid while I’m at work!!” stress.  But my parents (being the AMAZING people that they are) are coming out for a week to hang with the little fella while I work- so that lightens my load considerably.  And the folks are coming into town just in time for Sully’s “Graduation”.

Here’s where the title of this little posting comes into play.  Sully is moving from the 5th grade into the 6th grade.  As proud of him as I am that he survived another year of existing in the academic world- does this really warrant a “graduation”???

This is one of the MANY examples of why the youth of our country are growing up to be spoiled lazy brats- and things like this drive me fucking batty.  Going from the 5th to the 6th grade is not a ceremonious accomplishment… it is a social expectation.  Ceremonies are supposed to be special things, marking a major life accomplishment, or a rite of passage.  Graduating from high school is the embarking of adulthood.  Graduating from college is the beginning of new major life paths and the celebration of a difficult accomplishment.  Weddings, funerals, birthdays, baby showers, etc… these are all ritualistic ceremonies that celebrate the beginning or finalizing of different important stages in life.

The problem is when we start having ceremonies for simple and expected behavior, then nothing is sacred anymore.  When children are praised, rewarded, and put on a pedestal for doing things that are simply expected of them- then why work harder for that higher goal?  Kids are SUPPOSED to move from the 5th to the 6th grade.  This isn’t something that deserves a fucking ceremony- it’s something that a kid should just DO.  We’re not supposed to shit our pants, either… so should I get a round of applause every time I don’t shit my pants?  No… because I’m EXPECTED to not shit my pants.  But it’s cute to dress our kids up in little hats and robes, and it’s precious to parade them across a stage and give them little computer-print-out diplomas and make a little event out of it.  But in reality, it’s celebrating the mundane- and tainting the specialness of REAL accomplishments that are deserving of a ceremony.  And what it teaches our kids is that all they have to do is the bare minimum- and they’ll get a fucking party. Total bullshit.

But yes… I’m attending Sully’s little “graduation” because it would be ultra shitty of me to be the only parent not there because I see the ridiculousness of it all.  But no, we’re no making a big thing of it, or inviting all the family, or having a party afterwards.  When he graduates from high school and college- both of those will be deserving of festivities.  But moving on to the 6th grade?  Gimme a break.  This is deserving of a special “end of the school year” trip to the ice cream parlor…. NOT a god damn ceremony.

On a lighter note… there are 2 gallery shows that I’m currently in that if you’re in the neighborhood you should go and check out.  First is the current exhibit at the Strychnin Gallery in Berlin, Germany titled “Midsummer’s Night Madness”.  It opened a couple days ago, and there are TONS of artists that participated.  You can check out pics of the opening night on their official blog HERE.

The second show I’m in is in Brooklyn at the Eastern District.  The show is titled “Plenty of Room on the Couch”, and again there are TONS of artists in this show.  AND all the pieces in the show are under $300!!!  I’m super giggly about this show because my pieces are in another show with the diabolical Steve Smith- a glorious fella and amazingly talented artist that I’ve had a show with before (and we’ve been aching to show together again).  Click on his highlighted name above and check out the wonderful things he does.

Finally… I’m doing oodles of “Tinys” drawings again.  If you’re unfamaliar with these little guys, they are drawings no bigger than 3 inches by 3 inches.  They come framed in tiny ornate frames- and they make me giggle.  I’ve got a few on the webstore- and there are more to come.  Here’s a couple of these little guys…..

Tiny Oops! There goes my hand!

Tiny Hauntings

Tiny Hauntings

That’s all the love I’ve got to give for tonight.  Off to vaccume the house, and make some cookies for my folks arrival tomorrow afternoon, then more drawing drawing drawing.

Go-Go-Gadget hugs to you all!

As if I didn’t have enough to do already….

Who got a day job?  Me!!

Yup… when the economy shits the bed, the first thing people stop spending money on is the arts.  So who got a financial sucker-punch for christmas this year?  Who?  Me?… awwww… ya shouldn’t have!

I understand it… because I’m not able to spend money on art (or much of anything else) either.  It’s just the way things are right now.  When weighing out buying new clothes or arty fun vs paying the bills- I opt for bills as well.  And I was REALLY fucking lucky and have super awesome friends who’ve got my back, and I got a little office job that doesn’t care about how I look, I have my own office, flexible hours, and the nicest coworkers & boss ever.  And after getting turned down for seasonal positions of stocking shelves at Whole Foods (apparently they don’t believe that I can lift my own weight in coucous), I have never been more thankful for office work.

But with my new job, comes added life pressure.  I thought I didn’t have enough hours in the day before.. but now, I’m a little fucked.  Here’s my typical day:

  • 7:15am: Wake up into the madness of getting ready for work and getting Sully ready for school
  • 8:30: Drop Sully off at school
  • 9:00 Get to work
  • work work work work
  • 2:00pm: Leave work
  • 2:20: Get home, print orders, start business calls, deal with web stuff
  • 3:00: Get Sully from school
  • Go to store/post office/whatever errands need to be done
  • 4:30: try to package orders while strong-arming Sully to do his homework
  • 5:30: Start making dinner while making calls to whatever large corporations/utility companies/financial institutions I’m having troubles with that day
  • 6:00: Dinner
  • 6:30: Pulling up all the Blacknoise webstore stuff and getting the shipping ready for that (because,yes, I’m still running Brad’s business as well since he’s still in school)
  • 7:30: Quality Sully time
  • 8:00: Get Sully to bed
  • 8:15: Package Brad’s orders so they can go to the post office the next day
  • 9:00: Dishes, Laundry, chores, and whatever else needs to be done around the house
  • 10:00: Finally sitting down to my own paperwork & website technical stuff that I usually would have done during the day, but now have to do at night because of the day job
  • 11/11:30: Try to check on/respond to emails, customer service stuff, tracking lost packages online, banking and bill paying, etc
  • 12/12:30am: Try to paint, draw, etc pieces for upcoming shows, or work on x-mas presents for people
  • 2/3:00am (usually later): get ready for bed.

Yup.  I’m tired.  It doesn’t help that it’s the holidays.  I loathe christmas… but this year it’s particularly depressing since we have no money for presents for anyone and I have no time to make stuff like I wanted to.  But it will be over soon, and that’s one less thing on my never-ending list of “to-do’s”.  So if I’m not writing as much on here as I normally was… now you know why.

Aside from that madness…. This past week I had some of my darling friends from NYC in town for gallery openings.  It was a much needed jolt of laughter and beautiful faces to keep me going.  Saturday night David Stoupakis had an opening at the Corey Helford gallery, Matthew Bone (a LA local) had an opening at the CoproNason gallery, and on Sunday night David Hochbaum & the Goldmine Shithouse crew had a screenprinting party.  I got out of the house.  I got to dress up and run around with friends.  I got to see beautiful art and laugh.  I got to play with my friends.  I haven’t gotten to do those things in a really long time.  And I NEEDED it.  Here’s a few pics of these beautiful friends of mine…..

Hochbaum is one of my favorite people on the planet.

Hochbaum is one of my favorite people on the planet.

That beauty in the middle is Aprella, another one of my favorites-for-keeps

That beauty in the middle is Aprella, another one of my favorites-for-keeps

My cuddly Matthew Bone

My cuddly Matthew Bone

My Brad and the Davids (Brad makes great Bad Face)

My Brad and the Davids (Brad makes great "Bad Face")

I allowed myself 30 minutes to dork around on the computer and babble on here, and my time is now up…. and now it’s back to The Schedule.

But on a final note, here is Daisy Ding-Dong Stupid Face, about 30 seconds before she knocked our x-mas tree down.  Again.  For the 15th time.  She’s a total dick.

Merry Fucking Christmas

Merry Fucking Christmas

(Ps… I saw the new trailer for “Harry Potter & the Half-Blood Prince” tonight.  Complete awesomeness!)

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