
This painting is for your entertainment. My sanity was out of whack yesterday. It happens one of those days. This one is not on eBay. If you like to have it, please send me a quote, I will sell it to someone who offer the highest in 7 days.
When I was painting this one, I thought about how I got started to be an artist. It was 9 years ago. I have just moved to Austin a few months ago and working as the first employee of a high-tech startup company. I got an email mentioning there would be a seminar in a downtown gallery; a curator of an art museum would talk about art works showing in the museum. I didn’t do any art at the time but were always curious what was showing. After work, I went to the seminar, which was located in a gallery right in downtown Austin. It was surprise to me that the place was deserted. Only two audiences came and I was one of them. The art showing there I was utterly clueless. I saw a piece of plaster with some fuzzy curves on it, and several pieces of photographic emulsion with some unidentifiable patterns on them. The talk started. The curator eloquently appraised these art pieces and explained how marvelous they are, but I did not understand him at all and confused completely. The talk lasted about an hour and I felt insulted and angry. “Is that art?” I was asking myself. I left the gallery and made up my mind: “I will be an artist, a different kind!”
This is true story on this April fool’s day.