12. 26. 16

It was Friday, December 9th, somewhere around 2 or 3 PM, (during our Wae Center Holiday Party at a Greek Restaurant in Montclair) that I got a call from Renee, responding to a text from my brother Doug that my Mom was asking for me.

They had told her that I would be there the following night.

She said that she couldn’t wait that long.

I was on my way.

I got there by 3 AM the following morning.

She was unconscious, but I got to spend a lot of quality time.

She died on Sunday, December 11th.

The trip had been planned in advance.

I thought I was going home to spend a few days with my elderly yet fading mom.

As it turned out she died early into my visit, which was extended so that I could stay for her funeral.

It seems almost sacrilegious to reference an art project with such a momentous event in my life, but I was left in Cincinnati with literally nothing planned to do for a stretch of four or five days.

I never go that long without doing art.

I bought art supplies and went to Tim Boone’s home one day and did a series of four drawings of him.

Then I asked Julie (my sister) if she had a mirror, and she gave me a small round one on a stand, which I used to do a series of self-portraits before leaving after my mom’s funeral.

I liked that round mirror.

360 - Everybody.

She gave me the mirror as a gift after leaving (I opened it after getting home) and thus a series was born.

My plan is to do three hundred sixty of them.

I just finished the sixteenth as I write this.

I’m not going with recognizable-as-being-me image, so much as capturing what I was experiencing in that particular moment in time.

I want it to be a great drawing.

But then all of my drawings are great drawings as I am intensely inspired, greatly experienced and deeply motivated.

I am everybody.