Today was a good day…

I am painting as much as possible, mostly good pieces are coming out of it.
Went to the studio today and I was sort of , well… stuck
A very rare occurrence for me but there is a ton of stuff going on and I am sure that has everything to do with it. So, I took a break and went down to Francesca’s for a BLT and a coffee. The first thing that happens to me is Brad offers me a show in August!

So everyone, Francesca’s for the month of August in 2012 followed by The South End Open Studios in September. Come on down for I will be showing a lot of new works.

al

The West Side Lounge show is now down

The West Side Lounge showing has now been torn down.

Thanks to Abbey for giving my art the chance to show.

Thanks to all that came by to see

and to all that showed for the opening.

al

Francesca’s was torn down yesterday

Tuesday the 31st will be the last night for the West Side Lounge

Thank you all who have come to see my art. It is always appreciated.

al

Another Show!

The show is for the month of January 2012 at Francesca’s Espresso Bar on Tremont St in Boston
Showing my newest works.
Come on down!

Thanks to everyone..

For showing up to the opening last night. It went incredibly well AND I got another show out of it!

More on that in future entries, but for now, thanks again.

 

al

Opening is Wednesday December 14th from 6-9pm

Awwww mannnnnnnnnnnnnnn

So the show is hung, the opening is next Wed., the 14th and I have invites to send out, work to do, people to see, chores to take care of and a tree to cut down on Sunday. OK, got it together… So, I am at school yesterday trying to get through my day and get out for a dinner party last night, just freaking slightly when a dear friend comes up to tell me how he just got back from Harvard where he had been reading poetry this morning. I thought he was referring his writings from a old book, or even better a new book of his. I thought that this was the shit and congratulated him, as I had slight happy bumps down my arm for him. I looked him in the eye and was starting to tell him about my new show when I realized his eyes looked sad, like something was wrong, or someone had died. He put out his hand to reach for mine as he was laying on some sympathies on me and then it hit. I said “I thought it was the 9th” and before he could respond I said “fuck no! That was his birthday, this was the death!” He said “Riggght… ” I wanted to hug and thank him, I don’t remember if I did but from that moment on, for the rest of the day John was with me, I miss him, he was a good friend, my time spent with him was too short but at least it was with him.
Good night John, rest well… and Thanks Tom for the reminder… I needed it.

Peace bro…