wake up wake up wake up!

Dreamy snowy day.
but it is time to wake up.
get things done.
so many things...
WAKE UP.

Happiness is ...

1.a great blip
2.paying the bills (mostly)
3.feeling useful
4.feeling creative
5.a pot of coffee and no where to go
6.a good walk
7.a free movie
8.a good book on my shelf to read
9.a library of music
10.brilliant friends


I am also happy the breakfast club get to dance to a good song.

Note to self...

To bring you my love...

In a series of stories

She said do you remember before you blogged or networked or regularly emailed "strangers?"

Do you remember before myspace, facebook, and all the other various profile pages? Do you remember before you had an international audience? Do you remember before the love festival of receiving and returning online compliments? Do you remember before you compulsively checked your emails and posts to see if anyone cared? Do you remember sleeping through the night?

She said do you remember being lonely and watching bad TV instead?
Do you remember answering your phone and calling your friends?
Do you remember not being a voyeur and not expressing yourself in sound bites and witty catch phrases? Do you remember being private and guarded? Do you remember when you didn't have to remember a dozen passwords and aliases?

Remember the wind on your face and the sun at your back?
Do you? How did it feel? Does this feel better?
She said she didn't remember...

secret worlds

thirty minutes too early...

All is quiet

New Dawn Fades...

"A change of speed, a change of style.
A change of scene, with no regrets,
A chance to watch, admire the distance..."

"I am not the monster I used to be..."

"I am awake again and put upon"

I'm sorry but I'm in love...

Where I work

I love the steep wooden stairs at 3am.
I love the slanting cracked and peeling walls that make me work for space and distance.
I love the old creaky oak floor splattered with paint.
I love the two windows that face east and west.
One day I won't work in this space but today I celebrate it.
All the painters that came before me working in their attics understand.

last night I slept until 6am...
just like a baby.

Silver pictures move so slow...

Tabula Rasa

"Have fun" you say...

but what is my project, my goal, my mission,
my expression now?

I'll take some time off, read and just watch films and try not to catch myself in the glare of the monitor. I will try to lay low, re-group and disappear for a while.

I feel a warm longing creep over me.

What comes next?
Not knowing is best.

A Sunday Smile

Seventy five miles an hour...radio active

"This ramblin' and rovin' has taken it's course..."

Fire and Noise Opens TONIGHT!

Tonight is the night!

Fire and Noise
Friday the 13th.
River Market ArtSpace
Little Rock Arkansas
Opening reception 5-8pm.
The show continues though March 7th.

I am excited, a little anxious and very ready.
Thank you all for everything.
I hope you will enjoy my Vlog!(I kept it under 3 minutes!!)

Love,
Megan

visit www.meganchapman.com
and www.rivermarketArtSpace.com
for more information.

I feel like this...

"and I'll gamble away my fright
and I'll gamble away my time..."

keeps raining all the time...

I met you in 1995

and when I find you again you always take my breath away and take me to somewhere I want to go. So happy to see you and share you.

The Abbey in the Oakwood
(Abtei im Eichwald)
Caspar David Friedrich, 1809–10
Oil on canvas
110 × 171 cm
Alte Nationalgalerie, Berlin

Mind over time...

Strange Arrangements
This (mostly) secret place

I am up in the dark waiting...
They are 3.5 hours away on a dark downtown wall waiting...

I have so much to say but instead I'll just keep...

Calm...

Spies...

"See what you've done to my heart..."

Painting done, the show is in place.
The house looks like an atom bomb hit it.
I look like an atom bomb hit me.

Sunday morning coming down...
In my cleanest dirty shirt.

and for the moment I am content.

Studio Chaos. Midnight Chaos...

My studio table.
littered with studio debris.
The work is boxed and ready for travel.
After a sleepless night
I am like a live wire in water.

Is this a game or is it real?

Tomorrow morning I take the works to the gallery.
It is already 3pm here.
I still have this to do.

1.Paint all the sides black (on the canvas paintings) one more time.
2.Sand any paint spillage on the sides (on the clay board paintings) one more time.
2.Sign the paintings.
3.Hanging wires on all.
4.Clean and pack up all the work.
5.Fetch a painting from local gallery.
6.Clean out the car for transport.

Time to move forward- no time to stall or waste.
My show opens a week from tonight!!
Shall we play a game?

Subtext Machine

For those of you here for paintings
please visit www.meganchapman.com
Fire and Noise is ready for you.

Strangeness abounds.

5 Things You Need to Know about Artists from Ray Deck III on Vimeo.

Today has been so odd or off or both.
I've been working through the oddness in fits and starts.
Cutting onions and crying.
Putting labels on postcards.
and then looking up strange stuff on the internet.

The above video I found while doing that. I am not a religious person so I wasn't looking up ministry related things. I was trying to understand the artists brain I guess. What do you know? I found a list of how to deal with artists and 5 things you should know about this odd species of person.

I watched it like a zombie looking for answers; white noise filled my ears when the word ministry came up and I just chose another word.

What the hell am I doing?

Threads...

I remember painting you so well, while listening to "Threads" (hence your name) on repeat over and over again, just a few 3am sessions and you were here. Thank you, bon voyage and enjoy your new home!

5 minutes

my hands are cold
and things are moving along quickly
I have an odd feeling wedged behind my heart

this too will vanish

thoughts while working

"Drop everything.
Drop Dada.
Drop your wife, your mistress.
Drop your hopes and fears.
Abandon your children in the corner of a wood.
Drop the substance for the shadow.
Drop if need be a comfortable life, what you have, for a better future.
And set out on the open road."

by Andre Breton 1922

Stop breakin' down...

"It'll make you lose your mind..."

Action please..

A week caught in a vortex
and my work ethic has vanished
I've got to scare myself into action
and I will but just not yet...