A passel of Sundays

So, the past three days have all felt like Sunday to me.

Friday felt like Sunday because it was the end of something and Kip and I were seeing someone off home. Two someones–Erika Moen and Dylan Meconis.
It helped that downtown Portland was relatively deserted and many things were
closed for the 4th. Naturally, Powells
was open so the four spent some time there, the
Roxy
and—because Erika‘s and Dylan’s train was going to
be be two hours late—we took a tour of the Classical Chinese Gardens and got wired on green tea.

Yesterday felt like Sunday perversely because everything thing we did on Friday is pretty much the type of thing I’d do on a Saturday. That and I was at a point in drawing a Dicebox page that usually happens on Sunday. And today was Sunday, which I spent in my traditional manner of drawing, the only exception being I deigned to leave the house with Kip to have dinner with Sara and Steve
at No Fish, Go Fish in order to retrieve my digital camera that I had left at their house on Thursday night—which had felt like a Friday night. But that was because Thursday night was the opening reception of the
group cartoonist show at Pushdot Studio.

Outside Pushdot: Erika, Christopher, Robert,
Indigo and a demonic Linda.

The opening was quite fun and seemed to be a success–I confess I spent far too much time in the “kitchen”, or rather the back production room of Pushdot where Steve and Lincoln work weekdays on the business of scanning, color work and printing. I just kept get caught up in cartoonist type conversations and ogling other people’s work, significantly Linda Medley originals.

Barry impresses Amy.

Erika seems satisfied with Dylan.

But the joint was jumping, had a few sales even—there’s plenty left people, available ’til the end of July. Pushdot is open Monday through Friday 8:30am to 4:30pm which I realize is more a lunch-type excursion than a casual drop by.

The only disappointment was the inability to present the Flash animations by Robert and Sean due to a series of technical difficulties. Though Robert mentions in another of this journal’s comments that he will supply a link to the one he was working on when he has worked out the kinks.

Still, the owners of Pushdot (let’s give it up for Steve, Lincoln, Dardi and Jackie!) were so thrilled with the reception and the art that they tell me that they want to do this again next year. I wonder if they mean for me to curate again…

Comments
  • Amy S. says:

    Of course you have to curate it again, Woman !! Sleep is for the weak !!! Onward !!!

    I’m relieved that the flash-animation thing didn’t happen. Not because I’ve anything against flash animation, but because I went around for three days convinced that there’d been a showing of the films somewhere in the gallery while I was outside gasping for air… but I was too embarrassed to ask you if this had been the case.

    All I could think of looking at Medley’s triptych/3-Pager is how badly I need a bigger house. Or could I just raise the ceiling on this one ? Or convert the crawlspace to an art showroom or…

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