I took the long way down to the studio, down college avenue via the most fabulous ever Moroccan sandwich shop. On the way I drove past this amazing wall. I drove another couple of blocks, couldn’t get it out of my mind and turned around. I parked in the abandoned strip of falling down buildings, got out of the car, walked across the broken glass a debris and took some shots. I love the way the paint flaked and left so much texture and color. I am looking forward to making a series of pieces from this little dilapidated spot of beauty.
I simply adore traveling. Anywhere, anytime, but the appeal of Florida in Feb and March is especially sweet. So, when a chance came up to attend a workshop in Tampa earlier this week, I jumped. Well, jumped may be too strong a word. Actually what I did was obsessively shop flights and hotels and wait until everything had gone up and I stood no chance of getting a direct flight. I booked the flights on day 10 straight of no sunshine in beautiful indiana and I think that explains why I thought a layover in Chicago would not be so bad on the way there and it seemed quite okay to have a layover in Miami on the way home. This was a bad assumption to make. I was hung up at Ohare for an extra hour and a half so the crew could fix a broken coffee maker. Yes. A coffee maker. This made people at the gate a teensy bit aggravated and tense. On the flight home we were delayed in Tampa for a tire change, by an hour and a half which also didn’t go over well with the masses, many of whom missed their connecting flights to fun places like Barcelona and Puerto Rico. In Miami we were delayed 30 minutes to wait on a plane from Orlando which worked out well for me because it meant I made my flight. All in all, I conservatively spent 9.5 hours in travel to get to Tampa and 11.5 hours to get home. Which, makes me roughly break even with the number of awake hours I was there. An Indiana girl will do a lot to see the sun for an afternoon!
Oh! The stories I could tell about this show. I had an absolutely amazing time, met all sorts of incredible people and was so sad to see it come to a close. I am already looking forward to Nude Nite Orlando 2014. A smaller version of this piece will be featured in the Nude Nite Tampa show beginning (without me) tomorrow night. Check out my facebook www.facebook.com/wendyfranklinartist for more posts and funny stories about this event.
24 panels painted and drying on 23 wine bottles and 1 beer bottle. These are in prep for a residential commission project, the fiber is ready to go and will soon be adhered to each panel. This pic raised all sorts of questions on my facebook page. I’ll clear it all up for you now. No, I did not drink all the wine. Yes, I would certainly be willing to drink 24 bottles of wine if I needed to in the pursuit of art or good drying racks. That’s the kind of sacrifice I am willing to make. Stay tuned for pics of this all hung, its going to be fab!