Mistah Pete is well-endowed!

Now that it's all over... I'm not so sure I dig the art scene. I made some friends, had a nice big party, got some work done. It put me on a few maps, too. And it sort of opened my eyes as to what film can be. But ultimately, I don't think I want to ride that train. I really appreciate what it did for me, and I'll do it some more. But it won't be what makes me what I am. I first posted this Monday, August 06, 2007

No, I haven't been hacked by spammers shilling penis creams.

I just got word that I've been selected to receive the 2007 Chez Bernard Endowment from the Artist Foundation of San Antonio and Artpace. I'm geeked out of my head.

The money is to be for an exhibition of my work. Normally, with these people, that means dance, or painting, or music, or the spreading of peanut butter on vaginas. You know... art. And artists all have proper venues where they can do their respective things, and in most cases, it allows for the consumption of cheap wine and cheese.

But I make movies, and movies show in theaters. Where people sit and don't talk to each other. I want this to be more of a social thing, where people can not only ooh and aww over my pretty pictures, but also network and buy my DVDs. I'm thinking moving wallpaper, rather than storytelling.

It's time for out-of-the-box thinking. Maybe even a different box entirely.

And, as I so often do, I turn now to your box, my friend -- what would you do with money and a party-planner who expects art?

(PS: I want to have a new piece to debut... I doubt they'll let me use any of the money for it, but I do plan to ask. Oh yes I do...)