So many calls for art. So many personal projects I want to work on.
So little time and energy. Energy, in particular, is lagging lately.
But also, time. Like, what's up with time? Last I wrote, I was talking about anticipating The Glow Show premiere, and just this weekend, I picked up my art at the exhibition's close. Where did that month go?
Our Glow Show premiere in January went well – Kira actually knew several artists who were exhibiting, and we met one or two more who were happy to talk process and technique with us, which is always a pleasure – but I think we only made it two hours into the reception before we were ready to tap out for the night. I don't know why every art show we seem to exhibit at has an opening reception on a Thursday night, but the combination of being up at 5:45 for work and then an hour on the road immediately afterward in order to attend the opening makes for a long and tiring day.
Over the past month, our art – mine, my wife's, or both – were featured in a lot of the promotional material for the show, which was fun. Several of Kira's pieces were actually featured in a magazine spread by a fairly well-respected local art magazine, which was especially cool for her, as she's really only been doing art for about two years now. It was an incredibly fun show, honestly, and one of my favorites of the ones I've participated in so far.
Next up: I'm awaiting word from The Till Wave Gallery about their Spring show, am prepping work for a pop-up gallery in Haverhill centered/themed around the April solar eclipse; working on submissions for Somerville's Kaleidoscope Queer exhibition, and already prepping for the next exhibit at the Dolphin gallery/.
Again: so many calls for art, so little time. And of course, that doesn't even account for art I want to do for my own pleasure – my little guys! My little art blorbos! I'm not really an "oc" artist, someone that has a regular repertoire of characters with backstories and lore and a cohesive storyline, but just from a design perspective, I love drawing my own little weirdos, and making time to do that can be so hard.* And let's not even talk about how I've been neglecting my writing…
Anyway. Time moves on. We try to make sense of it the best we can. We try to make things we love, and we do what we can to share those things with people.
I hope you're all doing well. Take care of yourselves, and each other.
*And that's not even accounting for the fact that I like drawing/writing about other people's little weirdos, too. Fanfic/fanart is a wonderful thing that I don't think I will ever grow out of – if anything, the more proficient I get at art, the more of a pull I feel to do my blorbos justice.
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