Business as usual.

This morning I've been perusing my pages and scraps of paper of lists and jots of research I've been doing of places that take submissions, competitions, curators and juried shows. I sent off a couple of email submissions, one to A Public Space magazine and one to the Not Just Another Pretty Face event at the Hyde Park Art Center.

I've also been submitting to a few registries and was just admitted into the Ohio Online Visual Artist Registry. I'm also included in the Irving Sandler Artist File. Then there are all the non-juried websites that I've been posting my work on which who knows how worthwhile they are. I have had a few hits to my website from them, so I guess it can't hurt. Some of these include:

Hydraulik Art
ArtReview
ARTslant

I have to sit in the dining room section of the dining room (the other half is my studio) to work on the computer (our wireless internet only works in this room and I haven't taken the time to fix it. One complicated moving set-up thing at a time). So I sit here and look at my studio space waiting to be worked in and feeling a little guilty that I'm not doing just that. I think focusing on sending out submissions and doing research, while not nearly as fun, is still what I should be focusing on now.

I may have mentioned, but moving really makes you think about making things, and then finding a place for them. I want to keep producing massive amounts of paintings, but then where do I store them? There are only so many walls in my apartment. So I really feel the need to push to get the work out into exhibitions and then off my hands into the homes of people that would like to look at them.