Well, here we are again. Another post about "How long it's been since I last made a post." It's true, I looked and the last documented post about "livin' in Procrastination Nation" was made on December 12th 2016. It's only been a year. That's ok. On Saturday morning at 12am sharp I'll recieve an e-mailed reciecpt that I paid $15.99 for another month of a hosted art website. I'll secretly sigh to myself and wonder if I should cancel the site. Does anyone even look at my website? As I'm typing this I'm asking myself what the point even is? No one has to read this or anything, I basically utilize it as a domain to repeatly question my existance as an artist. But, this time around, I am getting soemwhere! I have a waiting list! Schedules! Pre-payments! I'm in demand! Hah, yes you are in demand Allison. It's good. I'm happy. I learned a few things over the past year. I learned how to take my time on some pieces. Boy did that pay off. I sold one of my most successful pieces that I had done since the RedBull show in 2012. Only took 5 years. I don't measure time anymore. I did it, I did what may be simple to some artists. I am a person that has a minimal attention span. I must multi-task at all times. I'm sure I probably even do it when I'm sleeping. Hey, let's dream, toss and turn, go for a sleepwalk and maybe even sleeptalk to some ghosts. Whatever it may be, it interferes with my ability to concentrate. But the older I get, a lot of things don't matter and I've learned how to make time to crawl back into that hole of being a hermit. It's most likely funded by winter strolling in. 


Back to the reality of my work. It takes so much for me to think of new ideas. Sitting down, getting comfortable, picking music, preparing my bowling pin one-hitter. Forgetting what I'm doing, getting into the stone zone. Working for 3 hours without moving anything but my hands and arms. I feel like I look like an animatronic creature from ShowBiz aka Chuck E Cheese. I probably do. You know what? It's fun, that process. Why am I not doing it everyday!?



I'm tired now. I'm going to dump a few new pieces into their respective place on this site. But I'll leave you with this one.


"The Conscience of Evil and the Greater Good" 2017 Oil and Cosmetic on canvas.


It's hard to believe that it has been over two and a half years since my last post. The question is, where has the time gone? I feel like I have achieved nothing but procrastination awards again. It's hard to get back into painting and illustrating when I haven't in quite some time. Sure, I'll draw for a few hours a night a few times a week, but it's nowhere near where I should be. 


We are within weeks of the new year. I have no resolutions. I never make any, soley based upon the fact that those resolutions turn into expectations that I will never meet, therefore leaving me to feel that I've failed. It's ok to fail if you try, but there are times, too many times, that I don't try. The only thing I try to do is devert my attention away from what I need to be working on. My goal in 2015 was to create a piece to put into the DIA. Sadly, but in all practicality and reality, that will probably never happen. However, it pushed and influenced me to work with the mentality that perhaps one day, it could happen. 


And who's to say it won't? ME. But, who knows is the question. I don't. So, let's see what happens. 


Here is my latest piece that I'm currently working.


Nursery painting in progress. 




Peggy Ruby. 

The opening on Saturday was beautiful as well as the preview dinner on Friday. I will post photographs as soon as I inherit them.
Left: Death Manicure /// Right: Blood oranges in the hands of Death


bg_42151401063857.jpgYours truly, plus the other fine gal on the left, will be making a collaborative piece for the show on the 21st. A limited number of tickets for a PREVIEW DINNER from Midollo, will be available for purchase later in the week. Please follow up with my blog for information and details. We cannot wait to display to you beautiful works of art.


Through much needed inspiration from other individuals and the change of the season, it's time to put together another show. Thnak you, Salam Rida, for doing this with me. I couldn't have done any of it without your brilliant mind!


Also, a special thanks to each artist involved in the show. A collaboration of art pieces is not only what the aim is towards. Let's see how our insane minds blend together. 



Finally, after months, no wait, YEARS, I have made a website for myself.


If anyone procrastinates their life away, it's me. Allison Nicole Vince. Twenty eight years old. Mentally, 65 years old. Well, minus the aches and pains as well as getting up at 6 o'clock After the Meridian. Physically stuck in the body of a 15 year old. 


I've been making artwork my entire life. Unfortunately, my resume doesn't consist of a hardworking art student. Instead, it's a bunch of random sketches with coffee stains in the corner. If you open up my Moleskin you may find tiny bits of marijuana stuck between the pages. Who needs to learn the fundamentals of painting and illustrating? Not me. I've taught myself 85% of what I know. 


So, here it is. The premiere of my website. Have fun.