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Sunday, January 11, 2009
. . . wondered "what's next?"
The past month has been difficult for me on many levels. I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop, and so far, I haven't had to wait very long and the floor is littered, and not with Manolos or Choos, but those single old worn-out sneakers or boots, the kind that you find along the highway and always wonder how they got there. I won't bore you with the details (although you probably wouldn't be bored. . . sort of like watching a train wreck, or a snake. . . you are horrified but can't look away) but I will tell you that going into the studio and making these collages is the one thing that has kept me going. So whether I ever sell even one of them, they will have served their purpose, probably far beyond their monetary value.