Tuesday, May 5, 2009
art and freaking out
a while back my pal lisa had mentioned something about 'art' and 'freaking out' in the same sentence, and the words have been dangling in my mind ever since. i knew there was a relationship somewhere, but wasn't sure what it was. then it hit me this morning that art is what KEEPS me from freaking out. it helps me to make sense of the random stuff that life spawns, or at least it helps me to make fun of it.
so during a rare spare hour this afternoon i found a cafe where i could sketch this out, and then appeared the human sample to test my theory. in this large, nearly empty place with tables aplenty, a professor-looking type decided he was going to sit with ME. with my art crap scattered all over this small table, and a sleeping child parked next to me, he made a extraordinary deal of setting up his computer and installing himself at my workstation. so i asked him if he was conducting a psychology experiment - possibly to gauge my reaction to his invasion of my personal space? "oh, no!" he said cheerily. "not at all."
that made it easy to zip up this doodle tonight. the goofy person in the canvas is my version of the space invader, except out of spite i made him look like a grandma with a blue bun and a ruffled collar.
art. it keeps me from freaking out.
Posted by aimee