.....Of course, I'm kidding, ...but not by much....Especially when it comes to the clay- that gets expensive. But, to be perfectly honest, after the past 6 weeks, I could really use a break.
Throughout the month of March, I flew on 12 different airplanes in a span of 16 days....Not bad if you enjoy that sort of thing but I do not, nor have I ever, really liked to fly. It's not that I'm so terrified of flying (not nearly as much as I once was)..it's just that the experience is emotionally exhausting to me, much in the same way that I don't particularly like to be too close to snakes, big dogs, or children....I don't trust any of them and feel I must remain on my guard at all times, never fully being able to predict what the bastards might do. Crowds of people all moving in different directions have a similar effect on me, and being forced into a small, pressurized tube a mile up in the air with them does nothing to improve the situation.
Vodka does. However, since most of these trips involved job interviews, I felt it best to err on the side of Professionalism and play it straight. Even on those little Express Jets that shake up and down and side to side (!), especially when banking into 35mph head winds over the Blue Ridge Mountains from Charlotte to Asheville, N.C.
The first of these trips involved a Visiting Artist gig at the University of North Carolina Asheville, followed closely by subsequent on- campus interviews at 2 different Universities...and then the NCECA conference, which is for a whole other post, entirely...But, I digress....
The amazing students of the UNCA Art Front graciously invited me to be a guest juror for their student art show, in addition to giving a lecture and a demo.
|here's the poster....|
I always enjoy doing these kind of things, and I truly couldn't have asked for a better group of people to take care of me while I was there. So, to Mary Grace Wynn, Aaron Gibbons, Allison Fawcett, Kimber Lawson, Emily Ellison, Emma Bussard, and everyone else to whom I apologize in advance for not remembering your name* (and, believe me, i tried to find you all on the UNCA website):
* for this, i blame that late evening with y'all at the Bywater Bar.
Should any of you, while bored or something, ever Google your own names and this post comes up, I really want you to know just how impressed I was by you and how much I enjoyed your company.
I wish you all the best, and hope our paths cross again later on down the road.........