I thought this might be the start of our artistic commingling...

"Thursday night one month later, he strode into the bar with a manila envelope. Inside was my sketch. I thought this might be the start of our artistic commingling..."

Here is the sequel to "He disappeared into a whiskey night."

Thanks to Phil for his sketch. (By the way, this is the print of the sketch, not the actual sketch.)

This piece is important to me because it allowed me to embellish on an actual event without being as confessional and personal as some of my other pieces. I consider it a bit more playful. It is very difficult emotionally to share the level of detail I have displayed through my work. The process of recording and recreating sensitive, intimate events has been cathartic, but has also embroiled me in the originating emotional experience.

When I began "Were I So Besotted," I imagined creating a caricature of myself, where I would embellish actual events. I am still surprised by how open the work became. I think the "truth," or my truth, is simply more compelling and relatable than any stories I could create.

In this piece here, I created a version of myself that does not quite look like me. I feel a sense of freedom in having done that.

He returned with my sketch...

In a previous post, I talked about meeting animator and artist Phil Lockerby at my favorite local bar, Sample. I have become a fan of his work. To see his sketches, just click on his name above.

Thursday night, I was sitting at the bar once again with my good friend Clare when Phil strode in with some friends and a small, manila envelope containing the piece above.

Actually, the piece shown is a print from his actual sketch. I finally have the sketch! I love the softness of this print, and am planning to embroider over it, mingling his perception of what I look like with my own image of myself.