So, you may or may not know this, but, I was totally at a show this week. I know, right? I mean, I haven’t bothered to show up for one of those in like, a year. I’m not a recluse! I just, you know, only like doing every show like a gallery showing. I prefer to have lots of new work to show you guys when you get there. If you want a tour of my classic body of work, come on over to my studio. We’ll have a beer, talk paint, drag out sketchbooks. You want to see new work with eyes full of wonder, come to one of my shows.
Enter RawArtists and their December Holiday Rawk show. I went. I showed. I had a booth. No, literally. Not just a space where I showed, but a booth, like the variety you secretly hope to score whenever you’re on a first-available seating list at a restaurant. It was white. I covered it in paintings, many of them new. Seven of them, in fact.
So, how was it, you ask? And if you don’t, so, how was it I ask rhetorically for you? Well, in part, it was like this:
In other part, I’m mixed. My boothmate was definitely there to sell, which, as long-time readers will know is something I think frequently cheapens or lessens art. I’m all for selling a piece if someone’s into it, but the sheer idea of doing art with the idea of selling it to someone at a show still just sorta sets me on edge. I know I happen to be pretty lucky, and my design work takes care of the bills and leaves me unbeholden to painting sales to buy my beer. But still, it’s a hard thing to follow a personal vision and challenge the boundaries of ideas and images when you have to move them to the sort of people who still trust Fox news. That’s a personal issue, and power to my boothie for his success, but, count me out.
Otherwise, it was fun. I think Raw is still working on getting its footing down, but, they’re pretty new to the area, unlike the gang at Oranje, so, I think I can overlook the hiccups I ran into in the process. They’re a cool group, and they’re definitely aiming big. I hope to get invited to show again, and I’m waiting to see how things go for them as they mature in this city. If nothing else, more art is always good, whether that’s high-concept white-wall gallery art or triptych abstracts or what have you. Not all of it is for me, but all of it is for somebody, and I am def a big proponent of that sort of open market thinking. I’d have to be, I’ve owned two Zunes and three Windows Phones. I clearly embrace the idea that there’s a market for any sort of alternatives.
But, I think I might have a better time if I think of future Raw shows more like Penrod with martinis, and less like Oranje in formal wear.
Oh, and I have pictures. Piiiiictures!