While I was covering the Iraq war as an embedded journalist, I felt at home. Fascinating, powerful stories flowed from my keyboard. My email box was filled with gratitude from readers who learned through my stories that their son/daughter/husband/wife was still alive. I could do interviews under fire without flinching.
It was after I came back that things fell apart. After writing about life and death struggles, stories I was assigned to do about zoning changes just didn’t seem important. My words were dull and grey. I grew depressed.
Then that moment came when out of desperation to find something, anything, that made me feel again, I put watercolor paint on paper and watched it flow. Suddenly I could create stories so much more beautiful and poignant and nuanced than anything I could ever write. And I was saved.
That was six years ago. Today I’m one of many artists in San Diego who can’t yet be called “emerging.” I work a day job (albeit probably the best ever as a public relations rep at the San Diego Zoo) and struggle in the studio every night. I don’t have Los Angeles galleries clamoring to represent me, but I do have a file cabinet full of awards and a good base of collectors who love what I do.
And I can’t seem to go anywhere without triggering that journalist in my head that exclaims: “Wow, that’s so interesting; someone should write about it!” With this blog I hope to do just that. I will take you behind the white walls of a gallery to see how art is made. I will introduce you to what’s happening in local galleries and museums, to the artists I meet in my daily life, and to those I seek out because they inspire me. Overall, this is a blog that will keep you up to date on San Diego’s art scene from the perspective of someone bumping around inside its fringes.
I came to San Diego in 2005 to take a job as a reporter with The San Diego Union-Tribune. While I wrote stories about the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina and the corruption of Rep. Randy “Duke” Cunningham my blossoming love of paint found a home at the San Diego Watercolor Society. The nonprofit membership organization of water media artists hosts monthly shows at its gallery in NTC in Point Loma. (I left the paper in 2008 to take a job just as wild, but a little less hectic, at the San Diego Zoo.) The artists in the Watercolor Society nurtured and supported my creativity. Sure, my first submission into one of their shows was rejected, but within six months I had won a second-place award.