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I Will Follow 14x14

I’ve had a song repeating itself in my head for the past few months and like most people I really don’t even know the words to it but it still keeps on playing.  When I pick up a pencil to sketch I start singing one line from the chorus before I begin. I don’t do it on purpose and before today I didn’t even realize that I was doing it . Today I grabbed a sheet of paper and a pencil and my 2yr old ran up and sang, “Venna for youuuuuu.” I truly didn’t understand what she meant but a minute or so after, and right before I put the pencil to the paper from my lips came the singing words, ” Vienna waits for you.” I finally took notice of  something I’ve been doing a lot. Hell it’s something I’ve been doing enough that my kid is equating me drawing with “Vienna”. The line of lyrics are from a song called Vienna by Billy Joel. I first heard the song in a movie my wife loves called 13 going on 30. She’s watched it a million times in front of me while I worked and every time that scene makes my ears perk up like a protective dog. That song just hit me when I first heard it, but why the fuck is it playing in my head all the time when even though I downloaded it ( which I don’t think its ever played on my iPod) I don’t really even know the lyrics to the song that well but it’s been on my brain for months. Here’s the lyrics below:
Slow down, you crazy child
You’re so ambitious for a juvenile
But then if you’re so smart, then tell me
Why are you still so afraid?

Where’s the fire, what’s the hurry about?
You’d better cool it off before you burn it out
You’ve got so much to do
And only so many hours in a day

But you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want or you can just get old
You’re gonna kick off before you even
Get halfway through
When will you realize, Vienna waits for you

Slow down, you’re doing fine
You can’t be everything you want to be
Before your time
Although it’s so romantic on the borderline tonight
Too bad but it’s the life you lead
You’re so ahead of yourself that you forgot what you need
Though you can see when you’re wrong, you know
You can’t always see when you’re right. you’re right

You’ve got your passion, you’ve got your pride
But don’t you know that only fools are satisfied?
Dream on, but don’t imagine they’ll all come true
When will you realize, Vienna waits for you?

Slow down, you crazy child
And take the phone off the hook and disappear for awhile
It’s all right, you can afford to lose a day or two
When will you realize, Vienna waits for you?
And you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want or you can just get old
You’re gonna kick off before you even get half through
Why don’t you realize, Vienna waits for you
When will you realize, Vienna waits for you?

I’ve recently been receiving a bunch of emails from collectors, galleries and people looking for commissions all of which are kind of asking, ” Where’s the new work? “. I’m making new  work. I’m just not making it as fast as I used to. I still get up everyday take a shower, get dressed, cook breakfast for my kid, go for a walk, then go work on something in the studio. The difference is I’m not just pumping out piece after piece, and the major difference is I’m enjoying taking my time. I might have 30 plus paintings just sitting around that I haven’t shown anyone and I certainly could use the money from those that are interested but I find myself for the first time in my career to not be rushing things. A successful artist and close friend of mine recently told me to that I needed to get those paintings out because people are interested, and that I have “an open window” that other artist sometimes never get, and that window will close someday.  I understand this is true and that my window is closing but I no longer feel like rushing. I’ve been rushing through this whole experience of being an artist and I want to truly enjoy the process of art making, good or bad. I don’t want to stay up late at night working on the second piece of the day, I want to enjoy my family and my craft. I don’t want it to, but if that window should close on me. Then let it close. Vienna waits for me.


Till The End

studio tall

Today is June 6, 2013. Seven years ago today is the last day in which I got up in the morning to head to a job. I was working for the San Diego Unified School District driving a truck delivering school lunches. It wasn’t a tough job and the hours and pay were pretty good and I only did it for one school year. Before that job there were always others like working at a book store, installation crew at a museum, a teacher’s supply store and the produce section at a grocery store which I learned how to pick out the best melons at that job. So today being my anniversary of deciding to go full time at the art gig reminds me of my very first paying job ever. The very first thing anyone ever paid me for was when I was 14 and the Foodmaker corporation ( now known as Jack In The Box ) paid me for illustrations.  You know when you get a job and if the business is large enough the boss usually gives you a training manual of some king with little drawings showing you how not to or how to properly do different task? That was me. Well not everywhere but at least in the 90’s through the mid 2000’s and you worked at a Jack In The Box restaurant while you were speedily flipping the edges of the pages of the manual never planning to read it, you were flipping past my hours of hard work. I was 14yrs old and they paid me $25.00 an hr. I did a bunch of drawings over a few weeks and It was a one time thing but I got paid way more than any of my friends did in whole year delivering newspapers.

So today I celebrate my 7 years as a full time artist. I’d like to say that something exciting happened today but that would just be a lie. Nothing exciting happens when you do art. You sit at home and draw pictures while all of your friends and family go to work so really there’s nobody to hang out with. Just you. Now I have a kid and we play around most of the day and actually that’s a ton of fun but it does get in the way of why I’m at home in the first place. I have to make a daily choice of, “Do I start a painting or do I play with this little girl tugging at me”? Lately I’ve been deciding to play. I have to adapt frequently to an ever changing schedule since she was born and I’m now revising this one so I can get more work done. So I didn’t have a party and no cigars and shots at the bar but I did do a dumb little sketch which I turned into the bare bones of what will be my next painting all while my daughter took an afternoon nap. The studio sat empty today and I worked at the dinner table so maybe I just won’t be working straight through a painting from start to finish in one day anymore and that’s ok as long as I can continue to work at home for another year. God willing I hope I continue this life till the end.

studio side


The little sketch idea for the next piece
The little sketch idea for the next piece
My daughter pretending to paint with the final drawing.
My daughter pretending to paint with the final drawing.