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Lot 613 in DTLA

Pieces are dropped off and ready to be hung at the art show I'm participating in this weekend (see info in previous post) and I couldn't be happier or more proud of myself.  The artist lifestyle has been an uphill battle for me recently (I was super-sick for two weeks on top of dealing with the worst bout of depression I've experienced in recent memory), but just being in the venue and seeing the other artists' unloading their pieces gave me the feeling that all of the struggle is going to pay off when this room is filled with people looking at all of our work while eating gourmet pancakes and getting tipsy. 

I think depression is a common denominator for most artists' temperaments.  Art is, for the most part, a solo endeavor.  You spend hours alone working on something you hope others will like and appreciate and in the process it is really easy to lose yourself.  You can isolate yourself and not even know it.  I realized today, walking into the loft space that I have been very lost and isolated in my art for a long time.  I need this experience to bring me back to the reason I love art and wanted to make it in the first place. And that reason is because...

Art is meant to be shared!!

Plain and simple.  And I'm not just talking about on blogs or Instagram or YouTube or Facebook, which are all incredible outlets for art, but I think the live, in-person experience is really what is most therapeutic about art, making that connection with people face-to-face.  That's probably why I've craved things like improv and live concerts so much in my life.

Anyway, enough blabbering from me.  Here are the pieces I chose for the show:

 Thanks for stopping by and I'll hopefully see you this weekend!

~LH