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Dia De Los Muertos (Day of the Dead)

So, November 2nd was Dia De Los Muertos, and on the 1st I headed over to the Cambridge Multicultural Center to take in some of the festivities, as pictured above.

And what better way to say thank you, and to celebrate the end of an era at 617 Midway than in celebration?

Since moving to Fort Point and 617 Midway there are many things to be grateful for: My first three person show (Image for Sale at FPAC Gallery), my first review (Boston Globe), my first solo show (Reference Point at Moakley Courthouse). The X-O paintings, the Mirror/Image series. The catalog paintings. Watercolors, drawings. Poems. Collaborations. Collages. Being invited to join the Fort Point Theatre Channel, participating in Exclamation Points, having a poem produced into a play, being invited to serve of the board of Round Table. Major painting sales. The show Stop Traffic with Jonathan Stark. Group Shows, Open Studios. The list goes on and on.

So, on Dia De Los Muertos I was celebrating the passing of 617 Midway. The end of the era.

Thank you to all of you who made it such a special place of comfort and friendship and art and ideas. For all your inspiration and support.

Thank you 617 Midway. Adios my old friend.

XO
Eids

Midway Gifts and Boston Graffiti

So, I decided to start a new tradition to those departing Midway Studios: Leave a gift for the building. Or, leave a gift for anyone who wants to go grab it.

Above, see a few shots of one of my series of Graffiti Meditations: Girl on the Elevator; Girl on the Train. It is posted up outside 617 Midway. If anyone wants to go grab it, it's fair game. But for now, it is my parting gift to Midway Studios, and my thank you to number 617.

Also above, was on Boylston the other nite and grabbed some shots of graffiti under the bridge. Certainly there are drawings everywhere inside of us.

This Can't Be Home Anymore

What better farewell to Midway than, "this can't be home anymore?"...

One Last Elevator Ride from 6

No Change

How is it that a person can pack and load and haul. Pack and load and haul. And the studio looks the same as it did like a week ago? Bananas.

Things are coming along in 617Midway. Is bittersweet saying goodbye to the old girl.

But seriously: Who brought all this stuff in this place?

Sketchbooks

Question:

How many sketchbooks does a lover of the line need?

Draw, draw, draw, draw, draw, draw, draw.

Abandoned Project: The Mondrian Riff that Fell Flat

Remember "Piet and the Egg?" Something from the Gorky bio I read, or Elaine and Bill.... but a riff about Mondrian buying eggs in Manhattan. All was well with this oil until I got so involved and brought in more black.