We're not rich...but we might be someday.

Knowing dupes.

Painting #11

I've been working on #11 in the background as I've slowly resolved my computer issues. I am also trying to reorganize my studio/work space—I think by the weekend I should be able to push this one toward more regular working states.

State #1

State #2

Mostly...

One of my favorite bits of cinema...it's in my head every time things go south at work—or currently, when I watch the news about the mid-term elections.

Swans (aka Skin)

Great cover.
I was just in NYC for work...this played in my head as I scuffed around Chelsea.

Time stamp:
I was there the same afternoon/evening as the tornadoes that hit Brooklyn, Queens and Staten Island. I didn't realize until the next morning that we just missed a Penn Station sleep-over (trains in every direction down).

Also went to a hilarious garden party under the High Line to celebrate the Pace Gallery's 50th anniversary. We stopped in briefly on the way to the train.

Secret Service style security only hinted at the high-powered guest list (not me or SS). GQ models offered up attitude, despair...and oeur d'oeuvres.

An empty lot was transformed into a spectacular picnic area, complete with a field of sunflowers and plenty of boldfaced names. I mean dozens; such as: Muffie Potter Aston, Alec Baldwin, Larry Bell, Eli Broad,Chuck Close, Tom Campbell (Director, Metropolitan Museum), Jim Dine, Tara Donovan, Rosalyn Drexler, Somers Farkas, Casey Fremont (Director, Art Production Fund), Diane Von Furstenberg, Arne Glimcher (the founder and host), Andrea Glimcher, Kim Heirston, Chrissie Iles (Curator, Whitney), Bob Irwin, Mort Janklow, Leonard Lauder, David Lauren, Glenn Lowry (Director, MoMA), Robert Mangold, Thomas Nozkowski, Claes Oldenburg, Michael Ovitz, Thakoon Panichgul, Robert Ryman, Lucas Samaras, Joel Shapiro, Ann Temkin (Chief Curator, MoMA), James Turrell, Keith Tyson, Corban Walker, Fred Wilson, Beth Rudin de Woody, and Charlie Scheips, to name only a few.

We were too early to catch a glimpse of the luminaries.

Okay, less dirge.

No words can describe...

the joy of my work-life.
 
 

9 hours of this...I should pay them.