I’ve never been one to journalize daily, never. I’m too contemplative most of the time before committing something to print (even though we can edit and delete here). Anyway, let me update things…
Tues. I relaunched my site MAeX by myself because my so-called partner hasn’t held up his end of the deal, yet. His web design skills are not up to my level and I feel weak compared to some of the things I’d like to do. I don’t know databases at all and, my actual production is limited, but I try to design to the so-called ‘web standards’. Yes, I fail but I do know what needs to be done.
Anyway, my partner claimed he was ill on the eve of the relaunch so I stayed up late, got up early to produce enough of what mattered so the launch could happen on the announced date. I saw him last night at the museum opening. He apologized, again, and talked about a redesign. I told him communication is the heart of a good working relationship and doing a redesign at this point is a waste of time since all the currently needed pages weren’t produced. I’m taking this with caution.
My friend David Rohn did a performance at the main library across the plaza from the museum. The library show is about food and David’s piece “Alas Foie Gras” was so full of fun and puns. David is one sexy man. We dated a couple months. You know I like intelligent, sexy men.
At both openings I did the socialization thing drumming up excitement about my site relaunch, looking for both artists and sponsors. Yes, I felt it was successful.
Several artists said they were disappointed that I’ve pretty much given up artmaking to make some money but, that’s the way life is. If I had a donor (huh) I could maybe sell a piece. All the photos I’ve taken lately have been for my other artist friend Edouard Duval Carrié. I still plan to do my canoe trip, when I get the time and money. It then becomes crucial that something good comes from the trip even though under such circumstances it’s dangerous to expect so much after waiting such a long time. I still have a positive outlook even though this summer has not been one of joy.