It’s time to start blogging again–or at least it would be if I hadn’t been too busy of late to sit down and write. In addition to seeing Ring of Fire, Entertaining Mr. Sloane, and Grey Gardens, I also went to Zankel Hall to hear Ian Bostridge, caught Mark Morris’ conducting debut in Brooklyn, got to DC Moore Gallery just in time for the last day of their Milton Avery-Jacob Lawrence show, and (drumroll) bought a Marsden Hartley lithograph at auction last Monday, which is now hanging proudly in the Teachout Museum.
Whew, huh? Sounds like the Bad Old Me, right? Well, it was, sort of, except that last week’s whirlwhind of art-related activity was (A) the first time I’ve been anywhere near that busy since I got out of the hospital in December and (B) a one-time deviation from my new, saner lifestyle. I slammed on the brakes as soon as I got home from the theater last night, and I intend to take it nice and slow for the rest of the month.
Having done all those cool things last week, I’ll be spending this week and next blogging about them. No rush–I have plenty of stories to tell. For the moment, I’ll start by making a major announcement: I painted my very first painting two weeks ago! Here it is, courtesy of Ms. Pratie Place, who talked me into it. (The photo posted on her site is wrong side up, by the way: the left-hand edge of the painting should be on top.) A homely thing, but mine own, and I had great fun doing it….
And now, if you’ll pardon me, I’ve got a drama column to write. See you tomorrow.