In April, 2014, I found myself a little stuck artistically. I didn't have any upcoming shows to inspire me, and I wasn't really sure what direction I was going. All I knew was that I needed to be doing something creative and I needed something that would keep me challenged and entertained. Idle hands, you know. I felt a surge of drive but absolutely no idea where to focus it.
I had been following a poet on one of my social medias and found myself kinda sucked into his daily poems. I looked forward to them every day. I liked the mystery of whether or not they would totally apply to me or clearly be about someone else. I liked the routine of knowing I could count on the poem, whatever it was. Thinking more about it I realized that it was maybe exactly the kind of challenge I was looking for. I had always harped on myself about my lack of discipline and how I wanted to follow through on more of my wild ideas. I mean, people stop listening if you never actually do the things you say you're going to do.
Not knowing at first what the full scope of the project would be, I simply set out to see how many days in a row I could keep it up. Start and finish a piece of art by midnight every night. How many days in a row could I complete a piece? How long would it take me to get bored? Would I get bored? Will I run out of ideas??!! Do I even have enough art in me?? How much art do I have in me?? How hard can it be?? Well, shit. The truth is, I don't have anything better to do than to find out. The seed planted and, without really thinking any more about it, I began. Got myself some fresh 6"x12" canvases, a few new pens (i was drawing a lot with acrylic pens back then) and got started.......(to be continued)