I Stopped Shaving

Been a rough few days for me, so I apoligize for the lack of updates.

To catch you up: The Luke/Yosuke/Bodnar show opened here in LA, and things are busy. Yosuke flew in from Japan (and boy, was his airbrushed hat tired!), we sold out of the Luke canvas prints, Mark Bodnar's work is stunning as usual and the Luke mini print sets are a big hit (and still available to all you who thought we'd sell out of 500 sets in a night!!!). Those who were really lucky were so happy to be pulling the chase print right in front of my eyes, I felt like a Jewish Santa Clause. The show is all up online now at our website, just by clicking the banner (view artwork) on the LA side, and it runs until Feb. 29, so come by and see it.

I don't know if this blog can do it, but finding a place to vent, even if the readers are just here to see what the print we're gonna be releasing next, seems important recently. So, here we go.

My father was just diagnosed with his second bout with cancer, this time spreading a bit throughout his body and onto his skull. You can thank me for the bum out later. But, good news came today in the form of being told they believe a chemo treatment can help him out, but it goes without saying, I'm not as happy as those pulling the Luke chase mini-print. Been at the hospital in West Hills at night, and that takes its toll. It wasn't looking so good for a few days there, and sometimes I felt like Peter McNeeley after that Tyson out of prison fight (girls can google that).

Many of you LA readers know my dad, since he comes by frequently during gallery hours and can usually be seen sitting behind the desk at art openings, and he really has become a fan of the art we show. What once was, "Why do people buy so many paintings of bunnies?" in 2004, has become "I want a print of that Ledbetter piece for my room!" And if you only knew how many of the prints he has put in his room and how much he loves them. I love him dearly and am so happy he's decided to fight it (and beat it) again.

I don't ask for much, but I'm kindly asking for your prayers for my dad.

I promise I'll get funnier eventually.

Jensen
G1988: LA