2 posts tagged “art”
Long silence, finally broken! I've been preparing for months now to participate in SALA, the South Australian Living Artists Festival 2008; now it's begun and my art's out there, on show and ... for sale!
I can sit back and breathe a clear lungful for a bit.
My work is being exhibited at Snooze Mile End, Homemakers Centre, Mile End, South Australia; and at the Extra Newsagency, King William Road, Hyde Park, South Australia.
These venues might sound to be a bit odd, but one of the real attractions of SALA is that it brings art out of the gallery and into the community. There are hundreds of venues where art of all kinds - painting, prints, digital works, multimedia, sculpture, craft, photography and more - are being exhibited to people in the locations many of us visit each day: the local business spaces.
I also have a self-published book for sale, called Elsewhere, through the wonders of Blurb, featuring 70+ images of mine. The book stands alone as a coffee-table art book, but also is a catalogue from which people can order prints. Check out the first 15 pages of it as a Blurb bookshop preview.
If you had one month to live, what five things would you do?
Suggested by Acerebel.
1. Stop working and get my lump sum superannuation so that I could do 2 to 5.
2. Spend a week making sure all my affairs were in order, including a) stripping my computer of anything in which I ever said anything less than pleasant about someone else so that it would never be found to hurt them; b) making sure my unpublished art was printed and framed, and provided to a reputable artist's representative, to sell with a view toward increasing my estate for my loved ones; and c) tidying my home so that no one was left with that burden.
3. Arrange a pre-funeral party, that I could attend, with all my friends and family, good music, great food, lovely conversation, and a heartfelt 'thanks for everything and farewell' from me. (Did this once before when I was diagnosed with leukaemia, and it was a wonderful afternoon.)
4. Take one last trip for a week-and-a-half with special friends and family (they know who they are), first class to Paris or Hokkaido or Edinburgh or maybe even Chicago, to hear the blues. Oooh, hard to choose!
5. Pay whatever it cost for me, my family and some other much-loved ones to reunite for a week in a lovely spot, such as on Vancouver Island, to remember only the good times, and then try to slip gracefully away into whatever awaits us next, whether it be Paradise or oblivion.
