So, I’ve heard that once you leave NYC you fall off the cultural cliff into an abyss of ordinary. During my child rearing exile here in the suburbs of New Jersey, I feel this old saying acutely. When I paint in my home studio, I feel like I must be the only artist on this side of the river. Everyone else is 20 or 30 miles away in a loft space in Brooklyn, Right?
Wrong. I have been passing a sign, for almost a year, that offers loft space in an old factory. Last week, I finally decided to call and get a look at these lofts. Apparently, less than a mile from my house, there are artists working in these lofts!! (see available loft below) I’m not quite ready to get a loft space yet (great incentive to apply for a grant) but what a feeling knowing that I wasn’t alone.
Next week, I begin my residency at the School of Visual Arts! Looking forward to a new chapter. I’ll take some pictures and keep you posted. I’m hoping for a dramatic new direction in my work and my career. Stay tuned!