Recently, a friend and I were up late, laughing after a wedding. Thee wedding. We were laughing about a recent episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm. In the episode, a woman is at the airport with a sign that reads: “The Blacks”. She is waiting for a group of people who happen to be black and their last name is, Black.
As I write this I am struck again by the awkward humor of this segway. As we were laughing my friend posed the question; “Wouldn’t it be cool if your name was your virtue?” I fired back; “My name is my virtue” My name is Theresa K. Wear. And my name is embeaded with three very significant words to me.
HERE, because I am working on BEING where I am. THERE, because, I am a bit past obsessed and EVERY”Wear”. Because I like to be a little unpredictable. This lifestyle was a bit more appropriate in Santa Cruz, where I went to school and really came into my own as a person. But 6 years ago, I moved home to pursue some dreams and goals that I thought I had in the bag, always wanted and were easy; like getting married and having an office job that made some REAL money.
Lago de Garda
Siena, Piazza Del Campo
They turned out to be steps along a journey and not exactly the landing spots I thought they would be.
The last year of my life has been really neat and humbling and I think this re-revaluation has / is leading to the type of innovation that feel like “strong medicine” I have continued my continued education, expanding my design with web, video and sound. But more importantly, I am using this time to go back to the artist inside me. To the woman who, instead of journaling through Italy, quickly painted scenes as we ate lunch or waited for a train.
Painting Jessie is Viareggio - Carnival
I would prefer to communicate through sketching, drawing, painting and design than the loud, bloated word invested, run-on sentences I am known for.
My first ever commission wasn’t really a commission. It seemed like a pity bid, especially when the blue, acrylic “copy” was done. It was my grandma trying to help me visit the nations capitol. I raised the $2,000 to go selling a bunch of frozen pizzas with Jenelle Davis, drawing WWF wrestlers for “Jeff Williams and friends” and I copied a Wyland painting of a mama whale help it’s baby take it’s first breath. It just occurred to me that, that’s exactly what my grandma was doing. She was at that time, helping me take my first breath. Not just giving me the $150.00 towards the trip, she was encouraging me to use my talents to be successful and hopefully, that’s what I am going to be doing again.
Street Altar
Toscana
This is a work in progress but the ultimate goal is to start a full-fledged creative firm, finally become an artist…not just a girl who has painted since she was 5 (thanks to Pam Schmidt’s supply of art supplies). To me that means, consistently selling work and having shows. In the meantime, I would like to share some of my past, present and future artwork with you as I explore the budding artistic community in San Diego and hopefully the world. (written Fall 2009)
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