I decided around the begining of August to quit Blackfish Gallery and move out of my studio.
This was a bit of an agonizing decision but I think it’s the right one. I’d been at Blackfish since 2003. It was a good home for me, having built up a body of work in the two years out of college, it was one of two galleries in town that took my application seriously. I’m thankful for that, and I’m glad to have gotten to know the Blackfish membership during my stay there.
In the end, I was becoming stagnant and complacent in the gallery. I had a solo show in October of 2008, in which no work sold and I got pretty limited feedback. This was a bit worrying, so I took a sabbatical for the spring and summer of 2009. I wasn’t getting much done, or feeling inspired, until around the end of July, when I started playing with the idea of moving my painting studio into a corner of my living room that had just been a drawing studio up to that point. I did a trial run of it on a wedding commission piece a few weeks ago and it worked great. That was when I decided that moving out was a good idea.
I’m gonna miss Blackfish, but I’m more excited about the new home studio. I’ve got some new ideas for paintings and a good place to work on them.
What more could a painter want?
My paintings in the old studio storage area.
All cleaned out and swept up.
The shelving that came with the studio. Left for the next tenant.
Loading up the Uhaul.
Standing inside the new storage space with a stupid look on my face.
It’s all sealed up with plastic. Hope it keeps out the winter rain.
What your reading is the second time I’ve written this post. I went to upload it the first time and it got erased because my login timed out. I did some cussin and learned a lesson.