I did it, I completed my two years at the Academy. It's bittersweet. It's the end of something beautiful and brutal. It's the end of intense growth and the pain that comes with it.
I did learn how to paint though, and that's important.
It's funny to think about that first class… Read More
In a month I'll be back studying. The prospect of this is both exciting and terrorizing Read More
I have taken advantage of studio access while it lasted this past few months. It really reminded me of having a spot in the Mile-End and how I shared my time between work and painting, while getting ready to apply to the Academy.
Riding the metro in New York gives you a lot of time to think about life, death, art and everything in between.
My first year in the Academy has ended, quite recently and strangely enough feels quite abruptly. I have only scratched the surface of what I want to do. Read More
The week before spring break was a real struggle. I could not figure out colour and temperature and fluctuated between making everything cotton candy coloured but flat or almost monochromatic but volumetric. Read More
I take my words back, the change has not been unnoticeable. I am given information so quickly and in such quantities that I can not assimilate it fast enough. It's like watching a movie where the sound is not synched with the image. Read More
Something is changing. It is slow and almost imperceptible. Read More
I have been always jealous of those who got epiphanies.
Spending all your money on art supplies is slightly reckless but oh so rewarding. I don't mind eating buckwheat all day every day if it means I get to have my favourite Cobalt Violet. Read More
It is 2017 and it is le temps du renouveau: I have a real website now.
It is also the perfect time to think a little about 2016.
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