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Rachel Perry
@rachelperrystudio.bsky.social
Recording the daily life of a working artist in 140 characters since 2009 using twitter as performance space @racyperry. Now here, will try
I always read and appreciate comments here—thanks—though don’t respond only because it’s not a part of the original aim of this performance.
January 16, 2026 at 6:57 PM
Coffee at Eli‘s with Anderson Cooper telling tooth fairy story so close I could’ve touched his Carhartt pants. To Boston Beehive for opening
January 16, 2026 at 4:58 AM
Met with Yancey yesterday at the gallery and with my NY crit group today at the Whitney after hours. Good to share the new work for critique
January 15, 2026 at 3:21 AM
Had to open my portfolio for MoMA guards. Both of them exclaimed in unison, “Oh, beautiful” when they saw my work below. That sure felt good
January 14, 2026 at 1:10 AM
Picked up prints in Pittsfield at Acorn West, then on to NYC. Art Students League opening with Streeter, BKK Thai dinner. So good to be back
January 13, 2026 at 2:59 AM
Only in a coastal town would you see a fat, dirty, white boat bumper stranded in middle of road, in January. Bounced from someone’s trailer?
January 12, 2026 at 3:17 AM
CP conducts and MACK fam all comes to experience. Family dinner at Sonsie. CP and I break away to Symphony Hall for Samuel Barber’s Vanessa.
January 11, 2026 at 2:25 AM
I proofed new LIML images with Marc and Paula. I’m ever grateful for their expertise. Marc sees too much cyan, only then do I see. Geniuses.
January 10, 2026 at 3:15 AM
After yoga, raced into Cambridge to meet Mollie M. at Harvard for fabulous drawing show with two works of one of my teachers, Chuck Holtzman
January 9, 2026 at 2:41 AM
Finished a needlepoint canvas, “Eye Shadow: Small Things Like These,” today then began another. I’m cranking toward my Cape Ann Museum show.
January 8, 2026 at 2:23 AM
Double exercise, studio time snuck in and highlight was spending time with EGP visiting from Prague. Supportive critique on new Stacks work.
January 7, 2026 at 2:44 AM
Spent four intense hours working and shooting with Julia F. today on new series I’m naming “Stacks.” Then proofed initial scans of new LIMLs
January 6, 2026 at 2:42 AM
Thinking. Ritual, in my work, is not a repetition meant to soothe, but a discipline that brings the body into honest conversation with time.
January 4, 2026 at 10:56 PM
What an appalling mess. Embarrassed to be an American reentering this country today. Delayed, diverted to New York, and relieved to be home.
January 4, 2026 at 1:07 AM
Last day. Yoga driste is a swarm of insects dancing together in sun patch. Waves crash. Mockingbird sings repertoire. French fries for lunch
January 3, 2026 at 1:35 AM
First day of 2026. Played pickleball with world champion, said goodbye to E. and T., had delicious Dominican lunch, big rain and two movies.
January 2, 2026 at 1:40 AM
I’m wishing all who read this, and all people in the world, a new year filled with compassion for each other, hope for the future. Let’s go!
January 1, 2026 at 2:41 AM
Monkey Donkey is new to me. Kids loved it. Banana, chocolate, peanut butter smoothie, which—let’s face it—is an oughts word for a milkshake.
December 31, 2025 at 1:56 AM
C. plays his “fa-lute” to the 30-Second Dance Party on the deck before breakfast. We beach it, we pool, we hot tub. Sun and wind and Flip 7.
December 30, 2025 at 12:50 AM
Cool and rainy. Built another fort with C., this time outside on covered porch with sofa cushions, beach towels. Hot tub perfect before bed.
December 29, 2025 at 1:32 AM
Hot tub tonight, in the rain, with the young generation post Flip 7, after a day of sun—beach, pool games, needlepoint (work!) and reading.
December 28, 2025 at 1:55 AM
Last night Mackenzie “walked the table” (tradition) scooching in great grandmother Mackenzie’s dress and great grandmother Frick’s necklace.
December 27, 2025 at 2:23 AM
Watching the three-year-old experience Christmas—magical. Watching him draw and paint in his sketchbook was as well. Missing absent members.
December 26, 2025 at 12:37 AM
Played Go Fish before hanging our stockings on the big hedge and reciting Clement C. Moore’s T’was the Night Before Christmas, family style.
December 25, 2025 at 1:38 AM
Every day we get more relaxed. Special to have this time with everyone who was able to make it here. Different while missing absent members.
December 23, 2025 at 9:12 PM