Okay. Let’s take that again. Hey, I’ve been absent here for about ten months! Didja miss me? Picture me tiptoeing past The Hive Encaustic blog, feeling horribly guilty. The Hive Beast and Marzi have been scratching their furry noggins, asking why I left The Hive. Or maybe it was the fleas. The Theory offered to make some supports for me, but I said no. He even offered to clean up The Hive. But I couldn’t be persuaded.
What brings me here today?
Sniplits is offering my short story ValkYra of The Damned for free this week, and press materials direct listeners here. So we should all make ourselves welcome to this nearly drowned blog.
I love audio because the story comes before the actual words. I can sink into an audiobook as if I were listening to a dear friend tell me a story. Sniplits does a great job with my work–I love the readers and would be happy to listen to any one of them read the Pittsburgh phone book. So go download ValkYra–its free this week. And adding a comment wouldn’t hurt my rep, either. [Note: ValkYra is pronounced Valk-EYE-ra in my mind but the reader pronounces it the other way. It still works.]
Where have I been?
I think you all can figure that one–not in the studio. This has been an extremely busy time while The Theory prepared two exhibitions of my mother’s artwork. The first show, Bonnie Bronson Works: 1960-1990, went up at the Pacific NW College of Art in Portland in August. The Hive became a hotspot of framing and cardboard-cutting activities for several months, and continues to be a happening place while The Theory returns work to Bronson collectors who shared their pieces in the show.
Other things that were donated to the Bonnie Bronson project:
- My garden–no veggies this year.
- My disposable income–not that there was much to start with. But we had several donors who really helped. Whew!
- My artwork–just didn’t happen, although I made a couple of candles. Does that sound pathetic to you too?
The show of Bonnie’s work at Pacific NW College of Art in Portland was beautiful and entirely worth the effort. A few pieces of Bonnie’s work are still on exhibition at the Elizabeth Leach Gallery through mid-November. Go to Bonnie’s web site for more information and I’ll try to collect my thoughts about the project for next time.
With no Hive to go to, I take the Hive with me. I’ve been all about writing these last few months–which I do in the house at the ridiculous hour of six a.m. At least I’m warm. And if I wasn’t so hangdog about not making visual art, I would have been back here sooner. The word game is tough too, and maybe I should blog about that. Especially since I’m writing a mystery novel where a dead body is found encased in encaustic wax. I get chills just thinking about it.