The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color. – Tuck Everlasting
I think of this quote every August when I begin longing for fall, while simultaneously beginning to miss summer. In this place, I found time to create new works. I am excited to share I will be part of the 6th Annual Figure Out show at Tapp’s Art Center. This year I took inspiration from the muse of many 19th century creatives, the green fairy, and early science fiction like Metropolis. The exhibit will be on display through September.
Some of August’s new works:
“I just do art because I’m ugly and there’s nothing else for me to do.”