I applied for one of the spots available as a resident artist in this project he is doing in town. The interview lasted 45 minutes or maybe it was just a 1/2 hour, but the conversation was a lot more candid and frank. Not what I was anticipating. The conversation wasn’t so much about my artwork and more about my being a mentor. I’m still thinking about what was said even as I type this……
I only got it because cannot get onto Hulu or Netflix because my computer is just too old and can’t handle the plug in needed in order to get on those sites. Until I can get a new one, I can’t be in my house with just music. So, I caved. I am officially watching an obscene amount of house porn (HGTV), Family Guy and Law and Order. I can’t wait to get a new computer!
This is definitely a question that I don’t have an answer to yet. Hmmmm….
If I had a dollar for every piece of yarn I cut and knotted, I could pay my house off and probably buy a vacation home somewhere really cool. I’d probably have one in the Bay Area. Ooh or maybe Toronto. Never stop dreaming! But back in reality, at the end of the month, I’ll start the last piece in this latch hook marathon. It will be the coup de grace of the series. A double Tyra fantasy. I think I’ll call it TNT.
At least it is in my head when it comes to my art career. Sometimes I feel like I don’t have one. That’s stupid because I totally do. One subject I’ve been thinking about is how I have entered a point in my art journey that I have never really thought about – the artistic age void. I am now officially too old to be considered an emerging artist, so that knocks out a host of grants I can’t apply for. I am also too young to apply for a host of grants available to artists because the average age you have to be is 50. Trust it, I see that age rapidly coming down the pipe, but until then, what is a “youngish” artist to do?