So… I’ve been feeling guilty lately.? The one thing I haven’t talked about since starting this little blogette is the one thing I started it *to* talk about, which is my artwork.

why is it so difficult to write about??

I think its harder because there is a certain promotional aspect to it.? By talking about something that you also sell, you suddenly become a used car salesman by default.? By “you” I subconsciously mean “me”, and by “used car salesman” I just mean ick.? There is nothing fluid about writing once you tread too near the used car salesman role.? Even being afraid to go near it will put your “fluid” back in the closet.? And writing needs to feel fluid. and wonderful. and poetic.? (And occasionally sardonic, sarcastic, and cheeky, if you’re me.)? And artwork needs to feel fluid, wonderful, and poetic.

So why does writing about artwork feel awkward at best, and sleazy at worst?

Because at its core, writing about your artwork on a blog is like writing a little piece of your soul on a post-it note and sticking it to a billboard.? It wants to say something important, but not in a big, loud “look at me” kind of way.? In a casual, “hey I’m here, just in case you’re interested.”

So my new year’s resolution (we go by academic year in this house; gives me twice as many opportunities to start tabula rasa) — is to write about my artwork, one post-it note at a time.