birdieopolis

intarsia islandsometimes i miss paintings that have long been absent from my studio (sold). they are little chunks of me that scatter to unknown reaches. are they happy where they are or do they miss their studio mates that were created next to them? many of my pieces are integral parts of sets and when the set isn't whole it's perplexing. should an artist make objects only to appease an inner cognition or willingly free sublimated energies to purchase? it's both, usually, but with some extent of reservation.(intarsia island, oil on canvas (sold) was part of a series called,
"knitting with paint" exhibited in 2003)