Today I dropped the last three of nine CNFTs in Love Machine Shorts #1 and posted links to the sales pages on Twitter. Went to Walgreen’s, hit up a drive-through on the way home, and by the time we got back they were sold.
I know I need to get over this, but I feel bad for the people who really wanted one but didn’t get one. It’s amazing to make a sustainable living doing this. But I also want my work to remain accessible, at least on the primary market.
So I want to mint Shorts #2 as limited serials. Then there would be a few more to go around at a lower price. I need to think about the quantities and whatnot, but I’ll announce it soon after I storyboard the next Shorts collection and decide how many of each I should mint.
I admit I’m a little puzzled about what’s so enticing about these. My impatient (almost rabid) rendering seems like something created by the kind of person who repeatedly bangs on the TV when the cable signal cuts out for a minute.
But I’m awestruck and deeply touched by your response.
Yesterday I dropped the second set of three CNFTs in the Love Machine shorts series 1. Some of you may know I’m basing this on the original series of Love Machine oil paintings I did in 2007-2008.
But one problem with that series was that I never filled in the gaps in the narrative. So two of these do not have counterparts in the original series — Icarus and Power Lines aren’t just digitally resurrected. They’re completely new compositions.
Someone on Twitter referred to Magic February as “Van Gogh with swagger” and inquired about the materials used.
As flattered as I am by the Van Gogh reference, I wouldn’t compare myself to him. He’s always been one of my biggest inspirations. I would have been lucky just to clean his brushes.
Starry Night has become the definition of the painted night sky for good reason. The brush work, the swirls, the huge stars … I did want to tip my hat to Van Gogh for the oversized stars.
But he did the night sky his way and I didn’t want to be just one more wannabe trying to imitate it when there are so many other ways to paint a night sky. (Maybe something worth exploring in a future collection.)
Someone complimented me on the grungy texture. Here’s how I do it. I start with a solid flat base color and start adding layers of text. Yes, I write on these. A lot. That’s what most of the scribbling is. Most of the squiggly lines come from writing words and sentences, building up layers and layers and layers until it looks like this.
What do I write? Secret messages. Half-baked ideas. Grocery lists. Quizzical musings. Rants. Threats. Promises. Love letters. Journal entries. Everything I want to say. Everything I can’t say because the moment is passed, the person I want to say it to is gone, or it would be horribly inappropriate. Anything random thought that flies through my head.
I was watching Rifftrax movies on Pluto while I was making Power Lines, so there are jokes in here from a couple of my favorite awful films. (Is it just me, or does Bill Corbett do the planet’s funniest old man voice?)
Sometimes these present interesting challenges. Like how to draw electrocution when in real life it looks nothing like this. How did we as a culture decide that electrocution is best portrayed by making the electrocuted party’s skull visible through their head?
I’m not even sure what would happen if a robot’s head got caught in power lines. Birds can sit on them, so maybe nothing. (shrug)
Cultural and physical quandaries aside, these are all sold as of sometime before I woke up this morning. That just feels incredible. Thank you!
Next Wednesday, look for the last three. Tomorrow I’m dropping the last round of atmosfear CNFTs on Tokhun, and I’ve already started my next series of abstracts.
God, it’s been a crazy couple of weeks. After I announced on Twitter that I’d drop series 3 this Friday, I sat on my stylus and broke it. So, while I was waiting to get the new one, I thought I’d do some acrylic painting.
But I couldn’t find the white. You can’t really get very far without that. So I went back to the laptop because, dammit, I had work to do. The tablet was delayed in shipment, so for a week and a half I drew with my finger on the track pad.
Slowed me down a bit, but I got everything done on time, including my surprise Love Machine character drop on Wednesday. (By that I mean I was the one who was surprised. As in, why the hell would I do that when my damn stylus was broken?)
So here is series 3.
And now that my tablet has come, I’m going to town on the rest of the collection. More soon.