Come see me sunday…
I know the end of the year has a whole lot of events for everyone to attend. So I decided to add another. I have a lot of paintings– some big some small. Some I have had for years and others were painted very recent. My current living/studio situation allows for very little art storage so I need more room. I am having the BlackCatTips Needs More Room ChristmasTime Sale.
My goal is to send as much art as I can home with others. This will allow me to free up some space and also to have room to create new works. My plan is to use a “name your own price” format. I will have a table with paper and pen. You find some art you would like and write down what you deem to be a fair price. Bring the paper to me. Then we will quickly find an agreeable number. Sound good?
The sale will be Sunday December 8, 1-4pm . It will be in a secret location so please contact me through my website so I can send you the event info. I want it to be a fun event. If the weather is nice I will display some art outside as well. Let me know if you have any questions.
I hope to see you soon.
I was asked to create a sign for Village Church in East Atlanta. They wanted something bright and fun to welcome children to the kid’s area of the building. I painted a 4 part sign for them. I liked the idea of interlocking shapes and creatures. Homes and plants and people intertwining to create a community. I like the name of Interlocking Souls (because we are.)
It was a doozy to install but I think it turned out great. Definitely makes the hallway happy. Thanks to Beri and Matt and Joel. Thanks to my Dad for climbing the ladder with me. Thanks to my Mom for riding with my Dad. And…If you ever see the sign, look on the flip-side. There is a powder blue cloud guy telling you to “Be Happy.” Good day.
After some sad events in the neighborhood I had to ask, “Where did the good times go?” I don’t know where these statments come from. I just have things rush through my brain and some of them stick long enough for me to document them. I laid in bed and thought about how to build a tall pole that could hold a message. I drew it out and bought the pieces. I am pretty sure my neighbors wonder what I am up to. I bet they get a good laugh at me. As my friend Bobby Brett says, “Keep ‘em guessing!”
I wanted to create something simple that would catch people’s attention. I wanted people to think about how just a few changes in the community can make everything different. Actions from a select few can alter the feelings of many– for good or bad. I hope what I do can make things better for those that let it.
I like to say hello to people I see on the street. I wave at people on the front porches I pass. It makes me feel good. I hope it makes them feel good too. I suppose that is what my “streetfolk“ street art does as well. It is a big friendly wave to people all around.
I needed some assitance installing this homemade monument. I also needed help translating my message into Spanish. I am thankful for the help. Thanks to Hudson and his posthole digger too. Thanks to Qui-Que, Maria, Yvonne, Jose and Margarita.
So I ask, ” A donde se han ido los tiempo beunos?”
See more photos here.
I was sick for a week. The kind of sick where you are just medium and you have to rest a bunch. The kind of sick where after a week you realize that lots of things are going on and moving about just around the corner. So after you are laid up what is best to get you going again? First you could have a bowl of Pho. Then you could paint a truck. So I did. Oh yes.
Q, who is the proprietor of We Suki Suki in East Atlanta is very nice and full of joy. She serves Banh mi and if you are lucky, a hot bowl of Pho. She asked me to paint a truck for her. She wanted bright colors and flowers and Blackcattips bears and her store’s name. She always cooks me good food and inspires me to be happy and do what is important.
Watch how she reacted when she saw her newly decorated ride.
See a few other photos here.
Yesterday I painted on a concrete floor in a fancy fun loft in Cabbagetown. The site is very historic as it was the location of railroad track factory. The Union troops exploded and burnt it down before leaving Atlanta in September of 1864. After Reconstruction it was a cotton mill and now is home to many folks. In the spring of 1999 it was also the site of a great fire and dramatic helicopter rescue.
I had painted a mural for friends in the loft earlier this year. They called me back to decorate their floor. I should paint more concerete floors. I had a a lot of ideas flow through my mind as I painted– painted rugs and circles of flowers and rivers of multi-colored stripes. It is great to know people such as Skip and Fran. Their love of art and all things curious sits well quite with me.
They requested that I paint a bear with lips and a long-snout rat–so I did. Sometimes I want to leave Atlanta. Sometimes I want to move to Cabbagetown.
Hello. I wanted to share some photos from my morning. The indirect light and the wet air made for a moment that needed to be recorded. An early fall cold front brought rain. The breeze was cool. Times are changing once again. Time to bring the plants in. Time to look for a long sleeve shirt. A passle of things to contemplate. A warm drink is needed. We are all together on this ever changing (repetition-repetition-repetition) world.
Tom Jones is singing “Green Green Grass Of Home” and I am sipping some hour old coffee. I always liked it when he sang “there’s a guard and sad old padre“. I sip a little more. Just while ago a Carolina Wren sang me a wake-up melody– screechy and bright.
A lot of things are going on lately. A lot of calls and I am meeting new people. Last night I met a giant dog named Walter. He licked my pants. Have you ever riden in a hot air balloon?
Fall is moving in. The dust is in the air over the hills from the traveling circus. The wagon wheels clopping through the red-brown dust. I ordered a couple of my t-shirts and doctored them up– a little white for the eyes and red ’round the lips. I need some fresh clothes. I have decided I like bright colors. I need some new shoes with new laces. I had to bury my old boots. They fell apart and were to sad to look at anymore. (like us?)
Last evening I ran fast for the first time in a couple months. My left hip hurt deep inside. I saw a flat snake. He was upside down in the road. The neighbor boys showed me how they could do backflips off the raised garden beds. Like an old man I yelled, “Y’all be careful!”
I had a festival show last weekend. Instead of walking up the main aisle I prefer to skirt around the booths and pop throught the midway just in time. Sometimes I am that introvert that lives his life outside. I see a box of kettle corn spilled out on the asphalt.
When will you touch the green green grass of home?
I was asked recently to do some hand lettering for a book cover. The book is “Life In Outer Space” by Melissa Keil.
I drew a couple different versions. I drank some coffee and lettered out one more. The publisher went with this one. I got a copy of the final product in my hand last weekend and I think it looks really great. What a thrill. Thanks Nicki.
The tent kept us mostly dry and all the people kept us happy. Oddly enough, people were glad to walk around in the rain. I was suprised how nice of a gray day it was. Friends can make you forget about things that really don’t matter. Friends can bring you hot coffee in a cold rain. A community network is important.
Thanks to East Atlanta for a good day. Thanks to all those who supported me and bought artwork. Thanks to Lori, Fran, Michelle and Laird for all of your hard work.
Watch a short film clip here (drip drip)