Why this blog is preventing my success.

I recently looked up on the web to see if painter Barnaby Furnas had a website. It doesn't appear so. Apparently, successful artists have other people make websites for them. Preferably galleries, museums, and Wikipedia. I wondered: at what point in an artist's career do they abandon the website? It was suggested to me: at your first museum show. So is my attempts at reaching out to the world actually sabotaging my efforts to have a museum show? Probably less than my lack of effort at making large volumes of new work. It does always come back to that, doesn't it?

Apologies to Furnas for reprinting this tiny picture of "The Whale." The painting is the same size as a killer whale: 30 feet long. It completely occupies the field of vision.

SFMOMA

Recently, I visited the San Francisco museum of Modern Art (SFMOMA). Half the museum was closed for an exhibit installation, so the entry fee was half price, making it slightly cheaper than the parking in downtown SF. Upon my first walk through the 70th anniversary show, I was struck by Jay DeFeo's The Veronica:
It feels alive to me, as if created by the very same natural processes employed in the wilderness. I think that art serves this purpose, particularly for city-dwellers: to get in touch with wildness. To wit: Thoreau's frequently misquoted "In wildness is the preservation of the world."