I Love Cookies

In between the exhilaration of the beginning and the triumphant culmination of the finish is the climb, and that is what makes all the difference. But, how do we make sure that our final destination is the one we want? Climb, climb, climb, ever forward onward and upward that’s how. The rungs on the ladder are not so well defined for me, or any other artist out there. It is a bit like grasping at straws. London is fantastic for artist, because there are straws flying all over the place and in so many directions you have to dodge some. I just have to be selective and grasp at the right ones. The latest in my ongoing attempts at ascension were yesterday at Exhibition 2 inside the Tate Modern (missed it), and earlier with 3 galleries looking for proposals (missed, missed, maybied) and with 2 jobs (maybied, and MADE IT). Yes, I found one of those rare straws that is strong enough to stand on. In case you were not keeping track that is 1 out of 6.

The made it, I am working at The Bankside Health Club. I know it is not art, but it is a part-time job in Central London next door to my flat (apartment) and with over 2000 members, half of which apparently are connected to art in London. But those are just the added benefits, and the main excitement behind this rung is not nearly as tantalizing. It gives me a little financial stability allowing me to reach further up the ladder for my next art venture and it is part-time so I can keep it when I start my art related part-time job at Hammersmith and West London College. More concretely it allows me to buy more supplies for making art and the most exciting effect is, now I get to spend all day at Leon and maybe get a slice of pecan pie or an organic cookie with my coffee. I love cookies.