A week ago, I had an interview with the local weekly paper about my ongoing art show, an interview during which everything I said sounded like incoherent babbling. I was not at my best. In my defense, I had just come from a going away party at work. I remember little save for the vast amount of sugar-laden goodies I gobbled up. Too much sugar turns my brain to liquid floating in a sea of liquid. The tiny boat containing words and sentences, articulately strung together into a lovely symphony, overturns and sinks. What floats to the top is pure and utter babbling nonsense.
Or so I thought. At least until yesterday, when the Boise Weekly published the interview in their paper in advance of this First Thursday’s art crawl. I have nothing but high praise for Tara Morgan, the wonderfully skilled and talented Advertising and Entertainment editor who fished out coherent phrases from her recorder and put them together with her own lovely, well-crafted sentences.
I owe her. I wish I could take her with me to speak for me. She would be my Cyrano de Bergerac (without all the drama and inconvenient ending).
Here is the interview posted online at the Boise Weekly website. “Watercolorist Jean Calomeni Plays with Metaphor at Basement Gallery.“
