wolfie and the sneak

I'm good at keeping my brain full.
All. The. Time.
I think that's why it's so hard for me to make quiet, minimal, reflective artwork.
I always want to add in a healthy dose of subversiveness and a heaping of dry wit.

Yesterday was the deadline for getting images to the Uppercase Gallery for the upcoming Old School show and I, as a truly skilled procrastinator had some (a lot of) work to do. What did I do? Play hooky from work and stay home and 1) make art all. day., 2) cook a little (working on trying no knead bread, put the goat feta into the brine), 3) resist the difficult urges to get up and clean that only come around when a deadline is looming.
The resulting work was a 3 piece installation on the wall of my studio that looks like the result of a Junior High budget cut where science and home ec. collide. And not to dote on myself, but I'm pretty happy with it.
Also saw that Faythe Levine was uploading pics of the work for the Handmade Nation art auction at Poketo. Then I saw my work amidst all of the other pieces and I felt like hot shit. First off, I want all of everything. Not only that, but it's choke-me-up flattering to be a part of. I wish I could go and bid on a bunch of stuff and come home broke.


Today, after work, I'll be trekking into the woods with 3 of my friends, to meet with the volunteer coordinator for the Carolina Raptor Center. Their whole site is wooded, so I'm not really going into the wilderness, just down a path lined with cages of incredible birds that would otherwise be helpless in the wild. The majestic nature of the owls is enough to bring tears to my eyes. The visit is part of the year long community grant I am so glad to be a part of. Right now we're dipping our toes in the water.
Then, later on at the house, I will receive 50 pounds of flour. Can you believe it? 50 pounds?!? 25 pounds of plain wheat and 25 pounds of all purpose wheat flour, from a mill in Columbia, SC that buys its grains from SC farmers. This will be the golden ticket, people. We can make crackers and pasta, bread, muffins, any little wheat-y delicious morsel you can dream of. With this flour I will bake my way into day 3 of local eating.


Tomorrow: I will meet an internet friend face to face. And I think we'll probably talk a lot about gardening, native plants, ecology and probably some philosophies of good living. Hmm, I wonder if I should take my camera!

Thursday: The feta will be ready, so I think it'll be a dinner of homemade pasta. I also just might fall flat on my face Thursday afternoon. Or I might make it out to Urban Ministries for the Organic Gardening WaterWorks Grant/Cistern unveiling.

Friday: The opening for Songcatcher. Maybe then I can fall on my face. Preferably all snuggled up near this bowl that Diana Fayt made for the show, because so help me if it's nearly as gorgeous in person as it is in these photos. . .

In the meantime, I'm going to try to get out of all this me me me blogging and find some fun stuff to eye and links to click. See you back here soon!