I'm in...again!

I met my submission deadline yesterday and the verdict is in...I'm in.

I don't usually seek out co-ops. Perhaps wrongly so, I've always felt there was a certain degree of unnecessary cliquishness associated with them (based on the ones I was familiar with).
We owned and ran one some years back, but did so a bit differently. While the artists we represented held memberships, there were no meetings or sittings involved. We did all of the work (including monthly receptions, classes and events) for them. This is the first time I've ventured into a cooperative situation as an applicant. All of the other galleries that represent my work are individually owned and run.

So what happened to all my cynicism?
I'm not really sure. Something about this cute little Chesapeake bay beach town and the way Artworks@7th sits right across the street from the public beach and boardwalk...felt right.

Not to mention that I've been wanting to do some old-fashioned-with-a-twist beach scenes for some time now and at long last, I have no excuse to put the series off any longer.

A Toast to "Family Values"

You just can't make all this shit up! tee-hee!

Lovely Sunday

We took off on another "adventure" today and headed down to St. Mary's County.
St. Mary's City was the site of the fourth permanent settlement in British North America and Maryland's first capital. The county was also home to Margaret Brent, the first woman to demand the right to vote.

Some of what I saw today...

Bathing Beauties

My first attempt at Va-Va-Voom! Girls "Bathing Beauties".



"Betty"


"Bianca"


"Bea"



I'm thinking of doing some "beachy" scenes. Now that I've got vintage bathing suits and bathing caps on my mind, I'm also thinking about old-fashioned boardwalks and all the imagery that comes along with them.

I'm in!

As of today, another gallery will be representing my work...abstracts, to be exact.
At the moment, of the galleries which represent me, it is the only one dealing strictly with my abstract work. Other galleries show a variety of my styles; either in combination, or in turns. It's a bit silly, but I have to admit that I like the way, "...and Art Expressions handles my abstract work." sounds.

I met with the gallery owner today. I brought him 9 initial pieces to choose from. He kept 8 and I got a year-long consignment contract.

Meanwhile I'm trying to spend any free minute of this Labor Day weekend (we have a houseguest) completing a trio of bathing suit-clad Va-Va-Voom! Girls in hopes of meeting a Tuesday submission deadline for yet another gallery.

Here's an abstract painted last year.
It is a collaborative piece between myself and Mike Trovato.


"F Train"
Mixed media on canvas/9x12"
Now available through Art Expressions Gallery, Gaithersburg MD 301-216-1388/Gallery website coming soon!

Auto-matic

In the interest of making things less about fashion and more about pleasing sponsors, this week's challenge was to recycle SATURN auto parts into a wearable creation. When all was said and done, most designers created note-worthy looks.

Leeanne finally stepped up her game and proved, by winning the challenge, that her conceptual design aesthetic and superb construction make her a true threat in this competition.


My humps, my humps my lovely lady lumps!

Korto once again showed us that she knows sophistication, making a tremendous, yet chic, coat out of hundreds of woven seat belts. "I want to wear that! I want to own that!" exclaimed hungry guest judge Rachel Zoe. Come on, Rachel, it's a miracle you don't crack a rib under the weight of ONE seat belt.


I'm wearing airbag panties!

Tragedies of the Week:

I-now-communicate-with-the-dead designer Suede escaped the wrath of the judges, but not mine. What the hell was that dress about??? It looked like a cheerleader being run over by a monster truck (I'll give you a minute).
You gotta go soon, Sylvia Browne!


Sunday! Sunday! Sunday!!! (I'll give you a minute)

This week we learned that Stella is dating a man who goes by the name of Ratbones.
And here I thought most necrophiliacs had regular names like Jim or Bob.

Unfortunately, our favorite (she actually grows on you...like a drunken fungus) Lil' Leatha Queen sent a boring and disconnected look down the runway.



Why does my skirt smell like Scotch?



And finally...



Yes! It's back to Utah for you, Keith!
On the week when all your shredding would've actually made sense, you gave us a look inspired by a Banana Republic clearance rack. On top of that, you tried to go head to head with Michael Kors.

Silly boy, no wannabe-designer challenges the Gay Orange and lives to tell about it.


Do I at least get cab fare next week?

Since you're so "edgy", perhaps you can revolutionize the world of Salt Lake City fashion by sending the Tabernacle Choir down the runway in robes made out of shredded Book of Mormon pages. It's sure to get you back on TV when your 15 Bravo-minutes wear off.

On the plus side, you did wear a tank top way better than Jerrell and we'll miss you for that.

PS.
The Gascot Method has obtained this EXCLUSIVE photo of Blayne's parents at home, watching Project Runway, of course.


We're so proud of our little Blayne!

PSS.
I'm gonna call it early for the ladies. I'm thinking Leanne, Korto and Kenley for the top 3.

New Abstracts

"Passage"


"Cosmic 1"


"Cosmic 2"

All mixed media on canvas/12x12".
I personally prefer them as posted, but will be signing them on the back and double-wiring them to increase their hanging possibilities.