Reality is Overrated show

I entered three paintings into the Collage Artists of America show ‘Reality is Overrated’ and one was accepted.  I was delighted that I was able to make the reception at the Betsy Lueke Creative Arts Center in Burbank.  Amazingly I arrived on time after setting up for the art fair in Calabasas, with a little help from my Airbnb host on confirming that my alternate route would be good. 

Crowd at Art Reception

There was quite a crowd there that evening.

Art reception awards

There were awards (though I didn’t get one)

Jeni with 'Dark Mist Arising'

Just thought I’d take a photo op with my child.

In the spotlight!

This morning I got an email from one of the art websites I work with – storiestoart.com.  This is a little different that most art websites – although they do offer artwork, they actively promote commissions both of artwork, poetry and songs.  And the staff have been wonderful people to work with!

I and another artist, Philip Lindsey, are the featured artists in this email.

Another fun class

fourplusteacher

Four students had a lot of fun at sm’Art Studio on Tuesday creating artworks and cards in my Watercolor Collage class.  I’m going to run the class again next month (date TBD – let me know if you’re interested) at sm’Art, but it’s also running next Wednesday at Yuma Art Center. (sign up here).

 

April’s Monthly mailing

I thought April was going to be a quiet month, but it kind of exploded, as you can see in the Monthly Newsletter.

 

Dumb Art Jokes – Part 2 — David McDonough’s Art Blog. Thought you might enjoy this!

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From the kinda cheesy to the kinda dirty, I love jokes. That said, here are a few art related ones I recently came across in a quick web search. Mostly cheesy. . ABOVE: Richard Prince, I Changed My Name, 1988, acrylic and silkscreen on canvas, 56 x 78.5 inches —— Q: What does a momma […]

via Dumb Art Jokes – Part 2 — David McDonough’s Art Blog

Sonnet Challenge #32

I get inspiration when at art fairs from my neighbors.  At the SouthWest Festival last weekend the booth across from me was selling metal cacti and palm trees. It inspired me to write a sonnet about the real thing.

Cacti

Cacti protect themselves with spiky skin
from critters that would like to eat their flesh,
but on account of that protective mesh
of thorns, cannot get to the juice within.
Cacti may bloom when given sufficient rain.
The pincushion creates a sudden flower,
bright in the sun, until another shower,
with nectar got bees spreading pollen down the chain
of life. Some cacti hide their spikes inside –
the poison pencil’s not the one to chew.
Others make buds that drop and roll and root anew
and spread their kind through desert far and wide.
So if your home’s where little water went
it’s probably best to be a succulent.

The Journal

I was accepted as the ‘Artist of the Quarter’ at The Journal – an online literary magazine.  I had applied as both a poet and an artist and was accepted in some sense, for both, because of the poetry in my painting.  Here’s the link to the issue that contains my interview, though it is accessible from the front page also.