Friday, January 18, 2008

Reflection - Life First

Tonight, my youngest male child has a basketball game. He hasn't been telling me about his games, and I finally pinned him down. Guess what? He felt like he'd be interrupting me in my studio, that I'd rather be making my art than go to a game. [It took 2, 821,977 carefully posed, casually asked questions, over a period of 6 weeks, to acquire this, the real, answer.] When I'd begun to sit stewing in my studio feeling sorry for myself thinking he was 'dissing' me because I'm not a hoop-star, like his Dad, like his brother, so he didn't want me there issuing my lame "Rah Rah Go Kevin's"!

REALITY CHECK.

So tonight I'm not reflecting at all. Instead, Double BB and I are swooping up My Lovely Mother and riding off to watch said youngest male child hoop-it-up. I'm taking the MuthaCam and attempting some action shots, but if it gets too distracting (for me, for others) or if I end up feeling too distanced cuz I'm behind the lens, I'm shutting it down and focusing on my Rah Rah Go Kevin's!

Art can't be made from a base of only isolation and art. Art needs that Intravenous Life Feed. And I don't want to be absent for my injections anymore!

Toodles.

1 comments:

Melissa G. said...

I was glad to finally be invited to one of Kevins games. It was such a good game I had no choice but be fully tuned in to the game. I hate home court advantage! Thanks for the boot comments, as well as the facial ones. You are a very beautiful person inside & out, I wish I could have one of your many talents.