Thursday, May 21, 2015
I’m not exactly sure how my “work books” started? When I look back on my first one, I see mostly notes. Towards the end of that book a few doodles start to appear, but mostly notes from meetings and conversations with bored colleagues. And for some other reason, I changed out the book after my first two years as a full time employee. Doing this has now become a tradition. The second book is filled with collages and found images and notes. The third book has even more. More than once I remember sitting at my desk and gluing things in when I was bored or completely stressed out. A few colleagues looked at me a little strangely but no one really said anything. By the time I got towards the end of my last semester with the third book, I was a little self-conscious. Only one person has said anything slightly off color to me about it. She told me, “Yeah, I used to do that in elementary school to all my notebooks.” It was all in the tone, all in the tone. No worries, she doesn’t work there anymore so I guess I was somewhat right. I’ve already started working in the fourth book. I’ve put in some color and a few images to get things started. For now I think I’m going to leave the front and back covers a little naked. I’m going to wait to fill up the covers so the books look a little more normal. Maybe they won’t arouse any suspicion if they’re simple looking? I’ve scanned a few of the more interested pages.
at May 21, 2015
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
All I’ve done the past two days is make stuff and watch movies. I’ve worked on collab books, postcards, all calls, and a few add and passes. Needless to say it’s been a productive couple of days…creatively. It’s Tuesday and I haven’t put on shoes since Sunday. I may venture out into the world later on today, but who knows. The first project I tackled was the Ray Johnson show in NYC. It’s something the estate is putting on in honor of the man. Hopefully when Misty and I get up there this summer I’ll be able to see some of the items and even better, be able to see my work hanging in a nice museum…that’s never happened before. These three cards are the start to what I hope is a creative summer.
at May 19, 2015
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