Success is a silly word. I’ve learned that stopping to reflect and self-define a meaning for success is vital if you want to art (as a living).
I like to address groups of people as teams. I like to think of it as the grouping name for our species; a group of geese is a gaggle, a group of elephants is a herd, and a group of humans is a team. I think it makes us nicer. That is my two cents, unfortunately Canada no longer uses the penny so this intro may have no value for you…
In other news, I HAVE NEWS! For me, it’s BIG, AWESOME, ALL-CAPS NEWS! I don’t for a minute presume that it will be quite so large-fonted for you, but I’m really excited to share it. This October I will be having my debut solo showcase as an artist. With Wolves: Passage Through Feral Wonder, has been a series I’ve been slowly working on for 3 years now. I started it in my apartment (three apartments ago…), without knowing where I was going with it/where it was taking me, but I never let it go.
My goal since committing to my art full-time has been to produce a full solo show. Prior to With Wolves, my first series was The Pacific Rim series, which I loved and which launched this entire visual art journey, but those pieces were either sold off or were gifted off before ever coming together as a whole. I wanted With Wolves to come together, to stand as a whole story that could be experienced by actual people*. What I hadn’t anticipated when I thought of producing a full show was that I’d literally be producing my own show. I thought I’d just paint and be adorable and artsy and some gallery would find me and exclaim “You’re art is perfect! You need to have a show! We will do everything for you!” But I also genuinely thought that Trump’s presidency campaign was an elaborate prank, so I’m remarkably naïve… Needless to say, no galleries came running up to my adorable, artsy self with a burning need to showcase my work (and I’m really, really glad). Organizing a full artistic event like this one is overwhelming and places pressure on skill sets that I do not excel at (I think being an adult, period, places pressure on skill sets that I do not excel at…) but it has also given me this incredible creative control. Delicious, vast, creative control that, yes, is limited by my limitations, but is mine to do with as I please and I am giving this art-baby the best of me.
So please accept this as my informal save-the-date; there will be more posts, fan-fare, and details over the next few months about both the art show opening and the super-exciting closing night theatrical showcase (that’s right, there is a super exciting closing night theatrical showcase!) For now, however, please consider yourselves most cordially invited to:
WITH WOLVES: Passage Through Feral Wonder
Opening Night Gallery Showcase, Friday November 4th, 2016
WITH WOLVES: The Howling
Closing Night Theatrical Showcase, Thursday November 10th, 2016
Doors 6:00p.m., Shows starts 7:00pm
$8 presale, $12 at the door
@Gallery 1965, 1965 Main Street Vancouver BC , V5T 3C1
*Imaginary people are also most welcome.
This past Friday was Persian New Year, Norooz, which means vast amounts of delicious foods have been painstaking prepared by households in every metaphorical-corner of this spherical-globe, the first day of Spring has come (and gone), and a solar-calendar New Year has passed.
I love my New Year, even though the celebrations for it here in Vancouver are VASTLY diluted echoes of the colourful mayhem that occurs for Norooz in Iran. There, It is closer in feeling to what much of the world feels when celebrating Christmas, and very very heartwarming. Family and community are at the core of the celebrations, and this creates the warmest energy to share in as a country, because everybody gets to celebrate New Years, you know? Which makes Persian New Years parties the funnest parties.
In terms of Season's, though, Persian New Years is calculated to fall on the exact moment of Spring Equinox. Regardless of the beliefs you personally follow, we can all obviously agree upon the fact that bleep that goes on down the EXACT bleeping moment of Spring Equinox, is some pretty cool bleep. And so, I give you this video clip: my newest series and my take on Nazar- 'Evil Eye' pendants, which my mother and I cast protection over with Espand. All during the EXACT moment of Spring Equinox, while they lay atop our Book of Hafiz, amidst her beautiful Norooz Haft-Seen table setting. There are only 6 pieces of this specific set, and let me tell you, it doesn't get anymore powerful on the protective-amulet front than that.
Happy 1394, to You All, Lovely People,
I'm live! GUYS. I AM LIVE! When you enter 'www.theoddbear.com' (or even just theoddbear.com, the internet has come a long way, man) you actually arrive HERE! YOU. You, as in real people, can actually enter my website, and see it. Do you realize what this means? It means I conquered the internet! With absolutely no aptitude, and with every mistake possible (some repeatedly), I have managed to build my own website. If there is any task in life that makes you want to put your head under the covers and never look at the sky again, you can relate to how I felt (feel) about website building. And the spiralling anxiety from having to do something I'm not good/capable at was getting pretty bad: "How am ever going to be a successful entrepreneur if I can't bleeping upload images"...."Have I foolishly invested all of my time and resources into something that is doomed"..."How can I be worthy of love if I can't even build a website"...."I'm going to die alone with broken URLs and a cat"
I know the pages are empty, I know it may (definitely isn't) the wisest to launch my site live when it isn't complete, but the harsh truth is that simply making the URL work took me a week. Getting all these pages put together is going to take me just shy of a lifetime... But I hope you keep stopping by! I hope you wander through and see the nifty changes Imma be making, and read the little stories Imma be posting here on the daily. Sometimes I'll write about this, sometimes I'll write about that, but I will always be happy to see (read) you. Welcome to Ma House. I hope you like it here.
The above video is an excerpt of how I chose to celebrate my successfully launching a website.
It took an additional three and a half hours to figure out how to attach this video.....To start reading this story from it's starting point, click here
I look back on my naive, idealistic younger self of yesterday, and I feel a deep longing to go back there again. To live in a time and place where I genuinely believed that good will prevail, honesty is the best policy, and that my website would be up and running. I'm older now, and with the advanced age of the last 24 hours has come advanced wisdom: good will prevail, and honesty will always be the best policy, but my website is definitely not up and running. Please know that I am applying myself to my fullest to accomplish this task. If I could make a website in my studio using glue and gesso--or in my kitchen using ingredients--I would have the biggest, tastiest, most radical website in the world right now. But I can't, so I have this instead (which none of you can see. YET.)
We're are super getting somewhere folks. I just got the "should be connected in 2-4 hours"email, this is getting super, super serious! Meanwhile, I would like to take this opportunity to thank (from team HostPapa) Tim R., Shrinivas C., and Prashant C., as well as (from team SquareSpace) Brian C., and Jennifer. E. I am so glad to have shared this web building experience with each and every one of you. And thanks to Val, for pointing out that I'd also probably need to pay for it all to actually work...#WebsiteBuilding #LikeABoss #MyJourney
Theoretically, the last of the emails should have been sent, and after this response I should be live! Because I'm definitely not now. I have been informed that none of you have been able to actually click here. What you've missed so far: emailing, waiting, and I'm starting to get rid of all the Latin. I can feel your virtual high fives, and I appreciate (and totally deserve) them.
This was a Sunday, but on Sundays I do not work. Sundays are Fun's days.
They replied! I replied! So much replying happened! And now I’m waiting again.
It's now 2:32 p.m. I have sent 'ask for help' emails. Pretty much ten minutes after I started, I had to send out help emails. And since then, I have been waiting. But I've been waiting really really well, with lots of positive energy.
I desperately wished I could have out-sourced this. But I couldn't, and I am now setting up my own website, myself, for reals. I am not good at this. Pretty much anything that involves the computer, I am pretty weaksauce at [weaksauce: a sauce made of equal parts ineptitude, pathetictry, and cowardice which can then be poured over any and all endeavours]. This is exhausting. I somehow keep accidentally deleting everything most days around three in the afternoon.
But [: bums], I shall keep trying.