Jona8than Green Art and Other Things

Shit son! Been a while. Log while. A lot has happened. Wouldn't even know when to start.

I leave for Banff soon. A week to this day. That's a starting point. My time is divided into a matter of days here. Like all the hours are accounted for. Hardly enough time really. There was at one time, a few weeks ago. That never goes as planned though. Was never great at keeping in touch, dissuaded by even the most trivial of matters. I have been busy as people who I have encountered the past few months would attest to.

And now I am going to Banff, Alberta. For a Visual Arts Work Study position at the Banff Centre for the Arts. Basically across the continent. Ocean for the mountains. It never really hit me till today. The shortness of time, and the distance that will be traveled. Like shit. Least I will have one of my best friends there when I get there. For a week and a few. Show me around. Take the edge off it. Then alone.

Working, making art, becoming a better artist. That are the tasks at hand for me. And to do it with style. Not worth doing without.
That is the goal and purpose of the work study. What I have to dedicate myself to. Seek out oportunities. Just do everything. And I want this. I want this so bad. This is what my life needs. New energy, new ideas, a change, a shift in everything. Just there is always, a feeling of nostalgia as in the meaning "the pain a sick person feels because he wishes to return to his native home, and fears never to see it again". There is this feeling of loss. Like I am losing something by going away. Something I may never get back to.

I'm gone for six months. Back in November. At the least. Could be extended...will probably be extended till March, so twelve months. I suppose I would return for Christmas if I can. Always a pricey and tricky proposition with the way air flights are round the holidays.
That's the other part that gets me. The openess of it in a way. Kinda planned ahead for a year - in a sense- just not sure what that year will contain. Apply for residencies after it, gallery shows, masters, etc?

This is a disjointed piece of writing. My horoscope is interesting at the moment.

I just ate two doughnuts. All I ate today. I know one day my body will fail me, because I fail my body. I wonder if it will be soon.

I finally picked up my money from Bianca's yesterday. Wasn't as awkward as I thought, was quick and out. Enough to pay my bills, well, not all of them, the apartment bills. Save a little to get by on.
I had an interview for a call centre today, that seemed to go well. Then I had an interview for a big arts centre in say..Western Canada, that could of went better. Fucked that up. I fuck up everything good for me. Sometimes I redeem myself. I always have to redeem myself. Only sometimes do I do it.

I helped set up the St. Michael's Booth at the Newfoundland and Labrador Craft Council Fair today, after the interviews. The craft fair looks good, a lot of interesting booth and work there. People put so much work in to their booths and presentation, and it reflects so well. St. Michael's looks really nice. A print of mine is for sale there. Looks swell matted. All the money goes towards the shop, so a good cause.

I finished an edition yesterday, of a bigger intaglio print. Just a little less than half a plate. That was good. Used colour for first time in a long while, as well as tried out some Fabrianano Tielpolo paper. Went really well.

I wish sometimes I could get it all together. I take time, drag my feet a little. I think I'm doing fine though, just self doubt is a mind killer.