Sunday, August 27, 2006
"Sometimes I just have to work out my shit on the dance floor"
11x14" oil on canvas
Dancing is great therapy for me.
When I was 14, I used to sneak out of my house to go to this over 18 club in Atlanta called Plastic. (In the late 80s all you had to say was that you forgot your ID and they would let you in) It was such a great experience and it gave me someplace to go where I felt like I fit in more than at high school football games. Plus the music I was introduced to made me so happy.
I did get into a heap of trouble when my parents finally caught me, but fortunately we can laugh about it now. If only they could laugh about the tattoos...well maybe one day. :)
Sometimes I just gotta be me and make some room for myself on the dance floor....I try to carry this philosophy into most areas of my life.
Not to get all heavy on you guys, but painting this was like giving birth! I think I'm going to post a chronology on Flickr so that you can see the progression. I'm really happy with it.
This will be in the group show "Everything Nice" in October at Toy Room Gallery in Sacramento / December at Thinkspace gallery in LA.