A Tie
Some good, some rejection
It’s been a busy week and it flew by. I did a lot of painting, and I went to Boulder on Wednesday, I’ve heard from two art shows that I didn’t get into, but there was good news to balance it out. Tomorrow is First Friday, which will round out my week. I need to take some new pieces to the gallery to switch out several that have been in there since the beginning of the year.
Here are the ones I finished this week:









On Wednesday I went to Boulder to pick up my artwork from the gallery there. Ana was sitting in her chair when I arrived, looking like she was dozing off. It was that kind of day, overcast and cool, good for napping. We ended up talking for an hour or more, politics, religion, and all. She is going to keep two of the pieces I already had there, one is summer-themed, the other is a small abstract. She is setting up for a show right now, but after that show ends she will have more room for new art. I am so happy to have my work in her gallery. It just feels right, like the right place for me. That was a win.
I found out that I did not get into the two more competitive shows I applied to- Crested Butte and Pearl Street in Boulder. There were huge numbers of applicants for both shows and I am sure there were plenty of great artists who applied. I know my work is still improving and evolving. But the good news to balance it out it that the show I’ve done for the past two years in Boulder over Labor Day is going to be a week later, first weekend in September and not conflicting with the Affordable Art show, so I will apply to that one in Boulder, which has been a good one for me both years.
The way things are looking for the summer are one show each in April, May, and June, nothing in July (yay! I can hit the trails!), two shows in August three weeks apart if I get into the Affordable Arts show, and the Boulder show the first weekend of September. And then I’ll be done. This should be a lot less exhausting summer than the past two. Not having all those events jammed together on consecutive weekends make a huge difference. Also I won’t be driving to any place that’s more than an hour and a half away from home. I only have two more shows to come up with entry fees. They are so expensive!
Not much to say other than that. I am happy on the days when I get out in the studio and get lost in my work. I’m looking at the yard and garden and I know I need to get started out there, but good painting days are always a priority.
What a joke of a week in government. The Pendejo’s speech was a big flop, I didn’t watch it as I can’t stand listening to him. And Pam Bondi got canned today. Not that we’ll have anyone better, but it’s good to get that shrill Barbie out of there. I hope she ends up disbarred. Maybe she can go back to shilling for Qatar, except her boss started a war over there and priorities will have changed. And then the news of Kristi Noem’s husband and his uneven fake boobs, you just can’t make this shit up…
I think they are infusing the Pendejo with formaldehyde or some other preservative. Under that orange makeup he looks like a corpse. When he dies they won’t have to worry about embalming fluid, he’ll be all ready to go in the coffin and nailed shut. Every day it gets closer…
Have a good weekend, everyone. I know it’s Easter, if that is your holiday I wish you a good and enjoyable one. Thanks for reading…



Hi Alene,
"Pear Blossom" is so lovely. I'm glad that there is good news on the art show front to balance out the other ones. I now can envision where Ana's gallery is because of one of your recent videos on your YouTube channel showing us the area, which looks lovely.
Yes, the clown circus of our US government keeps on going right around the three rings. Pam Bondi is a bitch, but the person who temporarily replaced her is an asshole. The incompetent people keep going through the revolving door of Trumpland. And, yes, he looks like the corpse that he is, rotting away. Yes, he's got some kind of preservative injected into him.
And the war. Ugh.
It's like watching a horror film that we are in and that seemingly has no end.
Keep painting. It's our salvation.