August 27, 2012

A conversation:

Q: Hey, didn't you have a motorcycle?
A: Why yes, I did, but it's dead. I just discovered that my nearly brand new battery which was on a battery tender  doesn't work after my circuit breakers tripped due to either a flood or a lightning strike and I haven't had a chance to remove the battery and see if it's the battery or the bike that has an issue.
Q: Oh wow, sorry I asked.
Q: Other than that, how is everything?
A: I wish Eurovans got better gas mileage
Q: I didn't know you owned a Eurovan?
A: I don't.
Q: Let's talk about your paintings?
A: Let's talk about Fairfield Porter
Q: Why?
A: Someone called him lazy.
Q: You don't think he was lazy?
A: No, this is lazy:


Q: That doesn't look finished.
A: That's what I thought until I remembered it was a painting. I decided to stop working on it.
Q: I think you're kidding, but I'm never really sure.


[note: a much tamer post than I intended. I ran out of steam.]

3 comments:

Elaine Mari said...

Thanks for the reminder about the painting.

Nomi Lubin said...

Nice, Mary Addison. Tamer than intended? Maybe, but still, well done on all fronts.

(Um, except you being lazy. But this is so double reverse that I'm not so sure you're actually calling yourself lazy. Or you painting lazy.)

M.A.H. said...

Thank you Ms. Lubin.
My response to the Porter bashing was tamer than I had intended, but I'm feeling rather vanilla in the studio as well. Instead of fighting it, I'm just going with it.

It's over.

Nov 7, 2020. Tears of joy and relief. It's been unreal and I'm ready to get back to a sense of normalcy. The desert has been tough.