Intermission

A lot of great things have been out-weighing the inconveniences for me in the last few months. I was getting a lot of work done in the studio, and I was really happy with almost all of it. I had a good idea of where I wanted to go with the work, and I was actually able to dedicate myself to those goals - then the somewhat unexpected happened - I started to develop what I think is a strong sensitivity to some of my materials. Without going into every detail, it was and still is a little scary. I thought I'd been working with sufficient ventilation, but in a group studio environment with no windows open to the outdoors I was probably only drawing in everyone else's studio air.

An emergency trip, a clinic, and one appointment with an internal medicine doctor still hasn't left me with answers, but my research points toward Multiple Chemical Sensitivity. I hope it's something I can overcome without having to abandon using oils, so for now I'm just going to stay away and recover and re-introduce materials in a month or so and see what happens. One thing that is never coming back into my practice is Liquin. Fucking poison. I love it, but it doesn't love me.

Here are the last few things from the studio, before I had to make my exit :

Delirium Tremens
oil on panel
12" x 9"
2011

two water studies
oil on panel, oil on linen
12" x 9"
2011