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It feels good to workout/sweat again after having gall bladder surgery.  Don’t worry Dr. Petty-I’m not doing abs.  #summer #workout #exercise

It feels good to workout/sweat again after having gall bladder surgery. Don’t worry Dr. Petty-I’m not doing abs. #summer #workout #exercise

Finally back to sitting opposite my computer screen and editing some recent weddings.  Fern and Kelly got married not to terribly long ago in a far away place called Dallas.  I’m sort of in love with these two images for two different reasons.  The top photograph because of it’s strong, edginess and the bottom for its timelessness.  These aren’t my only favs, just a couple of highlights.  More to come soon!  Much love! ~bh

Getting on the roof :: July 4th, 2014

Getting on the roof :: July 4th, 2014

Working: new t-shirt design

Working: new t-shirt design

The neighbor’s gate :: where I live

The neighbor’s gate :: where I live

Portrait of a gator :: South Louisiana

Portrait of a gator :: South Louisiana

beautiful fountain at the Rosewood Crescent Hotel in Dallas, Tx.  #latergram from yesterday’s #wedding. (at Rosewood Crescent Hotel)

beautiful fountain at the Rosewood Crescent Hotel in Dallas, Tx. #latergram from yesterday’s #wedding. (at Rosewood Crescent Hotel)

Looks like Summer. Shot with iPhone 4s-with Oggl.

Mermaid Summer

The word “juried” when followed by the words “art show” has always made me question the importance of my work.  And maybe that isn’t the best way to say it-because I do feel like what I do is important.  If I were to express it in the most simplistic way I’d say the word “juried” translates in my ears as, “A show you’ll never get in because it is only for art that says something politically, socially, or poetically, and your stuff is just birdcage lining.”  Now, I do not say this to garner sympathy, but instead say this to communicate how hard it is for me to stand next to other great artists both known and unknown and state that I am one of them.  They-whose art I’ve admired at many a gallery show thinking how awesome it must be to have work up and recognized and represented in such a formal, professional, and respected setting.   A white wall is anything but-in a gallery.  It is a frame beyond the frame of the painting, and it communicates so much more than the walls at my home, where most of my artwork hangs.  Those white walls are blank slates that are metaphorical representatives of all those things an artist dreams about: notoriety, recognition, validation, fame, fortune, hope, future.  

Today, the word “juried’ doesn’t scare me [quite] so much, because one of my pieces actually stood before a jury of judges and was picked.  ”Invited” the email said.  ”Invited” like it was a special guest at some ritzy upper crust, black tie affair.  The piece, entitled “Mermaid Summer” (below), will hang on someone else’s wall for now.  A juried wall.  A big white wall in a fancy gallery downtown.  On opening night, when all of the artist get to gather ‘round and sip wine and talk about themselves, each other, inspiration, the Rangers, the Yankees, healthcare reform, all the while meeting guests who stand in front of paintings hanging on big white walls and admire, take in, judge, contemplate, decide.  On that night, I will be one of them, the artist with work on the big white wall; but inside I’m still a guest and I truly hope that never changes.  

For anyone interested in seeing the show find out more at www.artspace111.com.  There will be an artist reception coming up soon.  Find me on Twitter or on Facebook to find out more info as soon as I figure it out myself.  

Jones and East 13th street, down town Fort Worth, Texas.  Shot with the Fuji Instax 210 with Fuji Instax wide film.  I heart instant…

Jones and East 13th street, down town Fort Worth, Texas.  Shot with the Fuji Instax 210 with Fuji Instax wide film.  I heart instant…