Surviving Openings…

Art openings are strange beasts. On the one hand, hey, your art is getting out there and people are seeing it, because it got into a show. And it’s lit well and hung on a nice wall, usually white, and there’s space around it that you never get when you hang it in your house, and you can stand back from it and actually SEE it. And there’s often free food and drink (although if it’s on a college campus, then there will be no alcohol). But there’s also the nervousness you get from putting your work out there, wondering if anyone will understand it or if, like what often happens to my work at quilt shows, they’ll just walk away, muttering something about that not being a real quilt. There’s photo opportunities, which mostly drive me nuts. I know I need to take them, but I’d really rather not…

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(Thanks, Julie, for taking that one…really it’s best to make me laugh.)

If you’re in the show, you really are expected to stay for the whole opening, even though most of us would rather be sitting in our studios staring at the next piece than standing uncomfortably in a gallery situation, wondering what to look at next. I am the photographer for two groups I’m in, so that makes it a little easier. I walk around and take photos (although I am often lame about it…missing an entire artist at times). I need to go write that blogpost for the group as well…I’ll probably link to it here in a later post, because there’s no way I’m writing two separate posts.

I spend most of the day before the opening trying to distract myself, grinding my teeth, girding my loins for social niceties about my art and their art and all the art. I did get interviewed last night and photographed by two different official types. The interviewer was very nice, although it was a bit strange to “talk into his pen.” But he liked the piece and got it, and talked about his grandmother and mother being quilters, and how his sister would like this quilt. So that was sweet.

It’s also nice to see people looking at your work and reading your blurb and then some of them come up to you afterwards and tell you how much they like it or ask about how it was made (usually people that have never seen an art quilt before)…

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Many people have an idea of what a quilt is, and this just blows their minds.

Overall, though, it was a good opening. I was tired at the end. Friends and family showed up and were supportive (always a good thing). The show itself is interesting and varied. I got good vibes off my piece. All good things.

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The show continues at Grossmont College’s Hyde Gallery through April 23…I’ve posted this before, but it shows that it’s only open Mon-Thurs, which kinda sucks, I know, but it does stay open until 6 PM.

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Unfortunately, I won’t be able to do any of the student talks, because I’ll be back in school. But I survived the opening. And the piece is out there. Enjoy.

That Crazed Look in My Eyes…

I’m currently walking my son through filing his taxes 3000 miles away. Actually, I wonder how many miles away he really is. Only 2680 miles. It would cost about $315 in gas to drive there. Girlchild, if she ends up in Boston (a distinct possibility at the moment), will be 3001 miles away. ANYWAY. Taxes suck. Even suck more when they are more complicated than they need to be. Presumably, the government would like to punish you for being smart enough to put money away for your kids’ college futures. Whatever. It’s done. Well…it’s not done, because he’s still texting me and the damn state, which is the only part that wants money from the kid for going to college, has questions. Or TurboTax has questions. Sigh. I have taxes (not mine), the FAFSA, and multiple financial aid forms and all their usernames and passwords glaring at me at the moment, hanging over my head, giving me ulcers.

It’s no wonder I hide in my office/studio, quilting like a maniac, eh? Seriously, everything else is hurting my head. Is it too early to hang out at a wine bar with my sketchbook (yes. it is.).

I quilted yesterday. Which is something I’m not really getting done today. Dear taxman. You suck. College financial aid departments too. You also suck. Go the fuck away.

I quilted for almost four hours yesterday, which is pretty good, considering I had to go buy thread and pick up cat meds, plus I hiked a mountain…

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You know, just for fun. It wasn’t a big one. I’m still outlining. I honestly thought I would finish the outlining last night, and I would have, if I hadn’t hiked. The hiking made it impossible for me to get off the couch for about two hours. Seriously bad. Ugh. But eventually I did and came in here…

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I’m over 7 hours in. I have just a bit of the head area left to quilt and then I can start on the background…

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I’m never really sure which is more time-consuming, the outlining or the background quilting. I guess it depends on how much background is showing. There’s a big chunk of it on the right side. I should start over there. But I had hoped to be quilting all day today, and I think I have lost that…for a good reason, though. My Belgian exchange sister (AFS) from high school is visiting for part of this week with two of her kids, so that will take up some of my free time, which is why I’m pushing to get the tax and financial aid crap done this morning so I don’t have to think about it. I’m also trying not to think about yardwork, housework, or schoolwork. It’s not really working. I’m a giant ball of stress. Plus there’s an opening tonight, so I’m already nervous about that. Although I’m sure it will be fine. That whole standing in public with my art thang. I like to send in stand-ins. Like my kids. Neither of whom are available. Whoops!

I’m still spacing out a bit while I quilt…sewed the cord to the extra light on my machine right into the quilt…

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I’m sure it will come in useful that way. Huh. No, I fixed it. Ugh.

That’s where I quit. I think I just have the left side of her hair and the big cloud over there to outline.

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Not much. Then background stuff. It’s hard, because the hike was totally worth it, felt great to get out there and see that I could still climb a mountain and I didn’t feel too bad (breathing was an issue for a bit), but I kicked butt and I’m sore today, but not overly sore. So yeah. Can’t stop doing that stuff in between all the other stuff and maybe the yardwork isn’t really that important, even when my ex and my dad come over and cluck about how little I’ve gotten done. I remind myself that they do not have two jobs and I do. And obviously yardwork is not that important to me. The boychild is home in 5 weeks…maybe he will do some of that until he gets a real job. Maybe that will motivate him to get a real job. It sure would motivate me.

OK, I seriously need a lot more caffeine and to start quilting, even if it’s just for a few hours today. I’d like to quilt the whole afternoon until the opening. It would put me in the right frame of mind. I’m always a little spacey after quilting all day…but calm, incredibly calm. As long as I can stay in that quilting mental space, it will all be good.

The opening tonight, by the way, is at Grossmont College here in San Diego from 5-7 PM. Late notice…sorry. The exhibit is Women at War

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And my piece in the show is Absolutely Nothing

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I’ll be there tonight…come say hi. You should be able to tell how much quilting I got done by the crazed look in my eyes.