I don't have great photos from the opening as I was scrambling around
setting it up. If some come in, I'll post them.
thanks to everyone..
k
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Final Show
I'm writing this four and half months late.
I couldn't wrap my head around finishing the last blog. I was exhausted and needed a break. Not to mention immediately following this break I plunged into the paintings for my November exhibition based on the trip. I just now finished up those paintings, so I'm returning for my last blog entry.
Suffice to say we had a 2-day mad scramble to get the final show prepared. After running all the canvases and some drawings to my framer, we headed to the printer to talk photos. Ian, our cameraman, had shot a bunch of photos from the journey (many of which are on this blog) which we used as a sort of photo diary to accompany the art. In addition, I put up the map I used to navigate, and traced in red Sharpie the path across the country. We also included the pack and easel I brought with me.
What I tried to do was to share with my friends and supporters that came to the show a bit of the experiences of the trip. I hoped the paintings and the photos together would tell a good story.
With the help of the crew (when they weren't filming) and a few close friends, I franticly went about arranging the chronology, and mounting the show. We had cardboard hitchhiking signs I has used along the way, mounted drawings on matte board, framed oils, and two big signs explaining the journey to all who came through the doors.
When the evening rolled around I had just changed, and my friends started arriving. More and more came and I was very touched as friends and art supporters from all corners came out to see what in the heck I had been up to. My parents even came down from the Bay Area. A friend of Levi (ride outta Grand Canyon) named Ira rolled in by train from Norther California just for the show not knowing anyone. Everyone was so excited about the trip and the presentation-- I guess there really was a lot to take in, both the narrative and the art itself.
And they bought work! I sold almost all of the paintings and drawings I had for sale, thought it wasn't that much as I'd traded most of it.
At the end of the night I was called up to say a little something publicly. Sebastian, our producer got up and said a few words, and when I got up to speak it was overwhelming. All the faces just radiated love and support at me, it was pretty incredible. I said some words of thanks, and then came the final event... the envelopes to see who had won the Art Race.
.. but I'm afraid I can't say who won... it would not be fair to the show or the viewers at home....
We did however party till the wee hours in celebration of the end of the Road. A true catharsis.
I won't speak any more on it, but I will say the experience was remarkable. I will process it in time to come. I don't know when it will air, but I'm sure it will be a sort of closure for me.
Thanks to everyone who helped me along the way, and to those who, by reading this, joined in on this Art-trip across the United States...
that is all from venice
good night.
Kenny
I couldn't wrap my head around finishing the last blog. I was exhausted and needed a break. Not to mention immediately following this break I plunged into the paintings for my November exhibition based on the trip. I just now finished up those paintings, so I'm returning for my last blog entry.
Suffice to say we had a 2-day mad scramble to get the final show prepared. After running all the canvases and some drawings to my framer, we headed to the printer to talk photos. Ian, our cameraman, had shot a bunch of photos from the journey (many of which are on this blog) which we used as a sort of photo diary to accompany the art. In addition, I put up the map I used to navigate, and traced in red Sharpie the path across the country. We also included the pack and easel I brought with me.
What I tried to do was to share with my friends and supporters that came to the show a bit of the experiences of the trip. I hoped the paintings and the photos together would tell a good story.
With the help of the crew (when they weren't filming) and a few close friends, I franticly went about arranging the chronology, and mounting the show. We had cardboard hitchhiking signs I has used along the way, mounted drawings on matte board, framed oils, and two big signs explaining the journey to all who came through the doors.
When the evening rolled around I had just changed, and my friends started arriving. More and more came and I was very touched as friends and art supporters from all corners came out to see what in the heck I had been up to. My parents even came down from the Bay Area. A friend of Levi (ride outta Grand Canyon) named Ira rolled in by train from Norther California just for the show not knowing anyone. Everyone was so excited about the trip and the presentation-- I guess there really was a lot to take in, both the narrative and the art itself.
And they bought work! I sold almost all of the paintings and drawings I had for sale, thought it wasn't that much as I'd traded most of it.
At the end of the night I was called up to say a little something publicly. Sebastian, our producer got up and said a few words, and when I got up to speak it was overwhelming. All the faces just radiated love and support at me, it was pretty incredible. I said some words of thanks, and then came the final event... the envelopes to see who had won the Art Race.
.. but I'm afraid I can't say who won... it would not be fair to the show or the viewers at home....
We did however party till the wee hours in celebration of the end of the Road. A true catharsis.
I won't speak any more on it, but I will say the experience was remarkable. I will process it in time to come. I don't know when it will air, but I'm sure it will be a sort of closure for me.
Thanks to everyone who helped me along the way, and to those who, by reading this, joined in on this Art-trip across the United States...
that is all from venice
good night.
Kenny
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