Sometimes I get stuck – like, really, really stuck, where I find myself just sitting in my studio, feeling overwhelmed and staring endlessly at my work. It becomes a place to hide in many ways – I recognize that spending time just looking at your work is important, so I use that as an excuse to just whittle away hours upon hours looking and thinking. And then, eventually, you reach a point of diminishing returns, where enough is enough. You just have to suck it up and get back to work.
That’s sort of where I’ve been for a few days on the book and the final kick I needed came in the form of new idea for a project I want to do… and of course, I need the space to be cleared out to do it, so that means that this project has to be finished first. And so, no more staring endlessly; I catch myself doing it and I yell at myself.
So, some pictures from today… more later, I think:
A bather on the beach. Behind her is…
A “container show” based on Art Positions.
Tiny brillo boxes on display.
Ok, it’s really hard to find works of art that I associate with Art Basel Miami Beach and can be reproduced at 1/4″ tall and can be cut out and glued in place. So you’ll have to take my word on this: It’s Paul McCarthy’s Chocolate Santa with Butt Plug… which isn’t actually accurate for the space (it was on display in the main convention center, not at Art Positions), but hey.