Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Tani Bunchō

Tani Bunchō (1763–1840) was a prominent Japanese painter and poet, recognized for his significant contributions to the Edo period’s artistic landscape.

He was a central figure in the Bunjinga, or literati painting movement, which emphasized scholarly and poetic themes, drawing inspiration from Chinese literati traditions.Bunchō perfected Edo Nanga (a school of painting originating in China), and he is regarded as one of the three major painters of the Tokugawa period because of his achievement.He studied under the Kanō school but later developed a distinctive style that blended traditional Japanese techniques with Chinese and Western elements.

Throughout his career, Bunchō produced an extensive body of work, including landscapes, portraits, and bird-and-flower paintings, which were highly regarded for their elegance and technical proficiency.His legacy is marked by his role in bridging cultural exchanges between Japan and China, as well as his influence on subsequent generations of Japanese artists.

More of Tani Bunchō’s historical art work can be found at https://www.artnet.com/artists/tani-buncho/https://www.artnet.com/artists/tani-buncho/ and Modern Tokyo Times.

Still Cleaning Cobwebs

 

A  cloudy, cool Caturday outside today. The boys are at the end of their fishing trip, leaving me to cook and clean up dog poop. (old dog) all by myself.  I’ve spread my current art project across the kitchen take like flood waters over the dam, but am a a stopping point, so  all is good with the world.

Sluggish-a-reno. Not even Haydn’s lively Paris Symphony #82 can get my mind nor body to function.

I don’t remember being sluggish like that at an earlier age. Life wouldn’t let me. With working two jobs, raising two kids, attending school functions, you had no choice half the time when you woke up and when you went to bed. 

But this isn’t a blog today about the good ol’ days. Most times they’re never as “good” as you remember anyway. A day was just a day, a certain code restricting your freedom depending upon your age and schedule.

Sooooo ….. Are your Saturday’s fairly free? What kind of things do you plan when you don’t have to cook for company or run your kids to soccer games?

I’d love to know how you all spend your Saturday. Perhaps it would spiff me up and get me off the sofa to hear what your weekends are like. Plus, you’re from all over the world, and I’m sure location, age, weather, social influences and would put a wonderful spin on your exciting lives!

Any takers?

 

Dream Food Part Two

 

Waaaay back in June of 2017 I did a fun blog about Dream Food.  It was a stimulating, mouth-watering, magical blog about (what I thought) were the most delightful photos of the most delectable food on the planet.

I came across another amazing photo of food and thought I should share it along with more delightful vittles.

Enjoy!

 

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Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Haejin Lee

Haejin Lee has been a ceramic artist in Seoul, South Korea for over 15 years.

She was graduated from Hong-Ik University in Korea, received Master degree in Ceramic Art.

Lee creates ceramic works that look as though they’ll unravel at any moment.

Concentrating primarily on the human body, the sculptor fashions heads and feet that look mostly whole, but have ribbon-like strands rippling from the top of each piece.

They appear in various stages of disarray, with facial features that have been twisted and multiplied, which adds another facet of eeriness to the already-surreal works.

I like to decompose a finished shape and then reassemble the parts into a different presentation,” the artist shares.

“The new creations that are getting rebuilt in the process, are sometimes expressed in a form of rhythmical composition of ribbons or various objects or deformed faces.”

More of Haejin Lee’s artwork can be found at https://haejinlee-ceramics.com/

 

 

 

 

Looking Back — Glassworks, Part Two

How about a little glass work to start your day?

These artists are magical. I can’t believe what they can do. And I’m jealous. In a good way, of course….

Glassworks is one of my favorite Creative Crafts. I hope you enjoy these artists as much as I do.

Ronnie Hughes

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Carol Milne

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Tiffany Lamps

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Niyoko Ikuta

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Martin Blank

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Robert Wynne

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Věra Lišková

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Wilfried Grootens

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Vita of Vitraaze

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Mark Eliott

Do We Ever Really “Catch Up”?


I spent a decent part of the morning the other day going through the blogs of those I follow, trying to make a comment on each, or at least hitting the “like” button. 

There were a lot of blogs, a lot of stars. Yet I know I didn’t star everyone, which reflected my thoughts on why I have so many wonderful followers but only hear from a few.

Maybe those who follow my blog are just like me — signing up to follow one’s adventures, whether they are stories or photos. You are really tickled by what you read, and you figured you want to experience the world more through their eyes.

Then the day comes, the kids create chaos, the dogs are always yapping, you have a list a mile long of people and doctors and utilities you need to call, laundry is piling up in the corner, a full-time job demands your attention, broken things need fixing — you get my drift. And somehow you never get back to clicking that button.

I feel like I’m always playing the game of catch up. Being retired only takes away the time-card-punching reality of daily activity. You still have more on your plate than you can eat.

I don’t mean to overladen my soup bowl, if you get my meaning. Everything I do these days is slower, less demanding. No kids to get off to school, no desk job or factory obligations. I wake when I want, eat lunch when I want, pop off to the store when I get the urge — it’s a lot looser of a schedule than 10 years ago.

Still …

I don’t have the energy I used to to keep up any activity for any length of time. My mind is A.D.D. but my body is walking through slush. That’s why some tasks/escapades seem to take forever to finish. 

Even my artwork suffers from worn-out-itis. 

I hate it.

I hate that I can’t/don’t finish projects I start, or that it takes a hundred years to actually finish anything.

But I also am scattered enough that the hate doesn’t last for long. I am able to dismiss things I can’t do or don’t understand and move on to the next adventure. 

I am enjoying my painting adventure, but I am seeing I’m not as smooth or talented with a paint brush in my hand as I am with colored pencils. I am finding differerent outlets for my Angel Tears bookmarks and purse charms, ones that don’t take up a whole weekend at craft shows.

The point of today’s blog is to encourage you to not give up if you don’t finish projects you start. 

Some have to be finished — you can’t paint half a room or plant half a garden. 

But especially in the creative world, stick to what you love, what you enjoy. Moment to moment happiness is just as important as long time love affairs. 

Don’t worry if you don’t have enough energy or brain retention to move up and forward with every project you undertake.

Life goes on no matter what pace you set for yourself.

Set one you can live with.

And, when you remember, hit more “like” buttons……

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Younguk Yi

Korean artist Younguk Yi is recognized for his precise, almost digital, paintings, which balance abstraction with hyperrealism.

Yi works in Seoul, Korea. He graduated from Dankook University, Department of Western Studies, and completed his MFA and PhD programs at Hongik University, Department of Painting.His fragmented figures, overlapping and unfolding across the canvas, offer a deep exploration of the form.

Over the years, Yi’s works have evolved, embracing new concepts while maintaining a singular theme: repetition.
The repetition and arrangement of figures create a sense of transformation, encouraging the viewer to reconsider how we perceive the subjects.The artist uses this motif to question representation, materiality, and existence in today’s world.
Yi’s paintings, despite their hyper-realistic style, never allow the viewer to fully construct the forms in their mind.
His figures are distorted—whether human or animal, their identities are lost in the disjointed assembly.

Faerie Paths — Halloween

 

You can call us pumpkins
Cuz we’re soft and round
We chase each other
All over the grounds.

We hiss and bark
Yet love to cuddle
We want your food
And are not subtle

We are your pumpkins
lovable as hell
Happy Halloween!
Wishing you well!

 

 
 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Paul Stone

 Paul Stone specializes in traditional still life compositions, often with a contemporary twist.

Painting in oils, in the style of classical realism, Stone employs an accomplished use of light and shade to create a sense of texture and atmosphere in his work. 

After graduating in professional fine art practice in 2008, Stone made the decision to become a full time oil painter, and has since established a reputation in still life excellence, winning numerous national awards and building a growing base of appreciative collectors.

Having grown up on the coast of Suffolk, the artist initially studied design at Lowestoft College, then spent many years in various professions, including teaching children with special needs, before discovering his love of art history, and his devotion to still life painting.

His focus is on showing the beauty of natural design in organic objects, with simple, elegant compositions, enhanced by dramatic lighting and studied detail.

The result is works showcasing traditional oil painting techniques, with a contemporary feel and presentation.

 More of Paul Stone’s wonderful paintings can be found at https://paulstoneart.com/

Looking Back — Mini Things Part Two

Another wonderful, fun way to look back at Galleries through the years — find a topic and share it all over again!

I hope you are clicking on the titles and getting the full feel of topics like Glassworks and Wire Sculpture … the artists I have come across have such a wide range of talent, it’s hard to love one over the next!

My first recap of mini things was back at Still Looking Back! — Mini Things. So let’s continue our journey through galleries of mini things!

 

Colin Richmond

Kim Clough

Caroline Dewison

Alan Wolfson

 

 

 

WWYD? (what would you do?)

 
 
 
 
I’ve been having a lot of alien dreams lately.
 
Not LOTS lots, not every day — just now and then, usually right before I wake up for the day. They are nebulous stories with a variety of reactions in them — everything from terror to wonder. I’m not worried about their meanings, but they have given me a fun idea for a blog.
 
When we encounter thoughts of alien invasions we often think of H.G. Wells War of the Worlds or the movie Independence Day. These forms of entertainment give us reactions from the point of view of one or two people in a world of their own. Gene Barry, Tom Cruise, Randy Quaid, and Sigourney Weaver are just a few who have encountered and “dealt with” aliens of one form or another.
 
So I thought it would be fun to see what the average human being would do in an alien invasion situation.
 
I will set barely any parameters — after all, this is a fictional, fun blog, not a true doomsday plan. The aliens (of whatever form your mind chooses) is not at your house yet. They are coming. They are destroying most in their path. Who knows where they are going or what they want.
 
What would you do?
 
I’d love a ONE SENTENCE response to my probing (ohhh..ack!) question. Don’t think about it for days before you share your thoughts –just go for it! Funny answers are just as good as serious ones — after all, if disaster is down the street and there’s nowhere to go, might as well have a good time with your Close Encounter.
 
When I get a bunch of answers I will dedicate an entire blog to the answers. (After all, there’s room here for four or five…)
 
I’ll even ask my family and grandkids. Won’t THAT be a hoot …
 
Sooooo…… what would you do if aliens were coming towards your house?
 
My answer:
 
CA: Hide in a downstairs closet until they pass by.
 
It seems to work in my dreams…..
 
 
 
 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Lindzeanne

Lindzeanne (Lindsey) is an embroidery artist based in Tokyo, Japan.

Her work is inspired by traditional Japanese textile traditions such as sashiko, indigo dying, and the concept of “mottainai” or “waste nothing”.

 Lindzeanne’s work uses only second-hand or vintage textiles to create colourful, vibrant, highly textural hand-stitched pieces.

Through her work, the artist aims to catalogue the passage of time and investigate the relationship between color and form by making the unseen seen with simple needle and thread.

Lindzeanne began stitching in order to upcycle clothing, a practical hobby that quickly became more of a drawing practice.

Embroidery floss isn’t common in Japan, so the artist instead picked up basic hand-sewing and traditional sashiko threads that she stitches into second fabrics.

The resulting works are rife with patterns.

“To me, colors have a personality to them, and shapes have a weight and character to them, so when I’m thinking of a piece in my mind, or sitting down to cut fabric, I’m always imagining the push and pull, or the gravity that certain shapes and colors have with one another,” Lindzeanne says.

More of Lindzeanne’s intricate stitchery can be found at lindzeanne.com/

Dumb Caturday/Doggerday Jokes

Caturday and Doggerday are silly days. Just check out the name! So what’s a Saturday without a couple of dumb jokes to start it with? 

What do cats like to eat on a hot day? A mice-cream cone.

Why do cats always get their way? They are very purr suasive!

How do two cats end a fight? They hiss and make up.

What should you use to comb a cat? A catacomb.

What is a cat’s favorite movie? The Sound of Mewsic.

What’s a cat’s favorite magazine? Good Mousekeeping.

Why did the cat wear a fancy dress? She was feline fine.

What’s a cat’s favorite color? Purr-ple.

Why was the cat afraid of the tree? Because of its bark

What did the cat say when it was confused? “I’m purr-plexed!”

What do you give a dog with a fever? Mustard! It’s the best thing for a hot dog.

Policeman: “Excuse me Mister, but were you aware that your dog has been chasing a guy on his bike?” Dog Owner: “Are you nuts? My dog is not even able to ride a bike.”

Why did the Eskimo name his dog “Frost”? Because “Frost” bites.

Which dog always knows what time it is? A watch dog.

Why is a noisy yappy dog like a tree? They both have a lot of bark.

What do you have if you breed a cocker spaniel with a poodle and a rooster? A cockerpoodlepoo!

Why do dogs make terrible dancers? Because most of them have two left feet.

What is the difference between a dog and a marine biologist? Well, one of them wags his tail and the other tags his whales.

What do you call a dog magician? A Labracadabrador.

What kind of dog is the quietest sleeper of all? A hush puppy.

Happy Caturday!

 

 

 

Time the greatest Healer (repost)

A beautiful repost for a Friday from Boundless Blessings by Kamal — it touches so many of us in so many different ways.

Time the greatest Healer…………

 

Time is said to the greatest healer

Though, it’s difficult to comprehend

You wonder, when grief or loss is felt

How your heart will ever mend.

It’s a subtle transition, over years

It isn’t apparent from day to day

In fact at times you start to wonder

How you will ever find your way

But when you look back over time

You realise your heart is stronger

And although you may never fully heal

You’re not struggling any longer

You come to realise that you’ve changed

And won’t ever be the same again

But you embrace the faith you found right now

Whilst coping with the hurt and pain

Love will come just in time

With happiness and joy waiting to come

Fresh smiles and laughter will fill you

And you will again be the lovely person you were

And, eventually time teaches us how to cope

Just how strong we really are

And although the journey was long

We feel proud we made it so far……………………………

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Andrew Clemens

 

Born in 1857 in Iowa, Andrew Clemens contracted encephalitis as a young child and lost his hearing and much of his speech.

He eventually attended the Iowa School for the Deaf, and during his summer breaks visited Pikes Peak State Park along the Mississippi River.

Near the aptly named Sand Cave in the park, Clemens found and collected grains of sand that were vividly colored from naturally occurring iron and minerals that leached into it. He also collected sand from the sandstone cliffs at Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula.

 

He used these to create his sand art without the benefit of glue or artificial coloring and amazingly, he created these mostly upside down, as the bottle’s opening, sealed upon completion, would be at the top.

He used tempered hickory sticks with specially designed tips or fish hooks to deposit and position naturally colored grains of sand inside the bottles. 

Clemens created elaborate designs grain by grain, using only different colors of sand in much the same way an artist uses paints on a palette.

Clemens’ meticulously crafted masterpieces were painstakingly time-consuming to make, with some requiring over a year of labor.

Many have since attempted to duplicate his technique but his works of art remain unmatched. 

 

More of Andrew Clemens’ amazing sand bottles can be found at https://www.antiquetrader.com/art/rare-sand-art-by-andrew-clemens-sets-world-record and https://americanart.si.edu/blog/andrew-clemens-sand-art.

 

 

Faerie Paths — Some Days …

 

 
Help, I’m steppin’ into the twilight zone
Place is a madhouse, feels like being cloned
My beacon’s been moved under moon and star
Where am I to go now that I’ve gone too far?
George Kooymans, Golden Earring

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Queen Elizabeth II

Elizabeth II (Elizabeth Alexandra Mary, 1926 –2022) was Queen of the United Kingdom and other Commonwealth realms from 1952 until her death in 2022.

She had been queen regnant of 32 sovereign states during her lifetime, and was the monarch of 15 realms at her death. Her reign of 70 years and 214 days is the longest of any British monarch, the second-longest of any sovereign state, and the longest of any queen regnant in history.

Born in Mayfair, London during the reign of her paternal grandfather, King George V, Elizabeth was the first child of the Duke and Duchess of York (later King George VI and Queen Elizabeth The Queen Mother).Her father acceded to the throne in 1936 upon the abdication of his brother Edward VIII, making the ten-year-old Princess Elizabeth the heir presumptive.In November 1947, she married Philip Mountbatten, a former prince of Greece and Denmark. Their marriage lasted 73 years until his death in 2021.They had four children: Charles, Anne, Andrew, and Edward.From Elizabeth’s birth onwards, the British Empire continued its transformation into the Commonwealth of Nations. By the time of her accession in 1952, her role as head of multiple independent states was already established.Elizabeth was known to favor simplicity in court life and was also known to take a serious and informed interest in government business, aside from the traditional and ceremonial duties.Privately, she became a keen horsewoman; she kept racehorses, frequently attended races, and periodically visited the Kentucky stud farms in the United States.

More about Queen Elizabeth II can be found at https://www.royal.uk/queen-elizabeth.

 

 

 

Looking Back — Needlepoint and Friends Part Two

Just about the last nice day in October where the sun is bright, air is warm, and breeze doesn’t knock you over with its enthusiasm.

I love the precision of needlework and the intricacy of fiberwork. The ability to concentrate on minute details is something I find amazing. The skill, the patience, all makes for amazing work. Let’s visit a few more talented artists….

 

Masayo Fukuda

 

Kazuhito Takadoi

 

Sally England

 

Debbie Smyth

 

Aline Campbell

 

Paulina Bartnik

 

 

The Unicorn Tapestries

 

 

Larsa Bernhardt

 

Kimika Hara

 

Tali Weinberg

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Ivan Guaderrama

Artist Ivan Guaderrama was born in Chihuahua, but raised in New Mexico and Colorado.Initially, Guaderrama had initial plans to be a doctor.  However, four years into his medical studies, he realized that his heart was deeply rooted in art.Drawn into the Gospel’s core, Guaderrama dedicated his life to a fervent pursuit of innovative art forms that transcend conventional boundaries.Guaderrama’s journey led him to incorporate pioneering technologies into his work, birthing masterpieces that converse with the audience through touch-induced sounds and three-dimensional visuals that spring to life via the “Ivan Guaderrama Art Gallery App”, an application he developed as a skilled programmer.His artistry transcends traditional painting and sculpture by embedding robotics interfaces, the intelligent brains within his pieces, establishing a new paradigm in immersive art.Guaderrama’s creative spirit expanded as he deepened his relationship with religion as his eternal inspiration.His art touches the hearts and spirits of those who encounter it, pushing the boundaries of emotional engagement.

More of Ivan Guaderrama’s inspirational paintings can be found at https://www.ivanguaderrama.com/.

 

 

 

 

Buildings, Gates, Archways, Tombs, and More — Part Two — Doorways and Arches

Another day, Another world!

I had such a magical time wandering through the old world over Europe way. Even with the occasional McDonalds and souvenir stands on every other corner, it was an amazing glance at the past. Brick roads and plazas, statues everywhere — living in idwest United States your mind cannot fathom what it’s like to have ancient art everywhere you go.

For today’s blog, let’s try some pediments, cornices, tympanums, and whatever other words mean decorative pieces above doorways and arches….

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Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Spinning Tops

 

You spin me right ’round, baby, right ’round
Like a record, baby, right ’round, ’round, ’round
~ Flo Rida

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Moment’s Poem

 

Cool breeze this dark night
smooth night jazz in the background
friends who have passed away come back to say hi
It’s a good night.

Two Great Horned Owls…
Solidify their pair-bond
Sharing thoughts in tenor and baritone
It’s a good night.

This hour of the night
Makes madmen sing
And dreamers fly.
It’s a good night.

 

 

 

 

Is Blogging Obsolete

A strange point of view — talking about what you’re doing at the moment. Like wondering if making homemade spaghetti sauce is old fashioned.

Some people love doing it; others are so busy with their lives it’s much easier to doctor up a jar of the red marvel. Of course the end result is “worth it: — but is it practical anymore?

Have we trended out of one form of expression only to discover the next one that lies around the corner?

I spend a lot of time on research for my art blogs. I myself love doing nitty gritty like that. But many don’t. And many don’t have time to read blogs they’re signed up for. What started out to be an enjoyable way to spend a few minutes has more likely become a chore.

And we all know how we love chores.

Sometimes I sit and reflect that there’s really nothing left to blog about. I can’t stand half of the world affairs, and no amount of blogging will change the players involved. I don’t do recipes or instructions or celebrity gossip. The art I find I share, but not everyone is interested these days.

I’m not taking offense if blogging is on it’s way out as a social trend. Fifteen years ago blogging was just coming into vogue. A few years before that it was Facebook and Instagram. There was always a way to be heard.

Now with apps like Tic Tok and What’s App and dozens more you can be heard and seen everywhere all at once. I suppose that’s good and bad.

But back to blogging.

I know in here I’ve said from time that feel a slowdown coming. A change of ways. After all, what is life without change?

People evolve. So do their forms of entertainment. What was fun and innovative five years ago is now old news. People used to write in journals and give each other calling cards so they could keep in touch. Letters turned to hardcover books which turned into paperbacks and now most anything you want to read can be found electronically.

This is not so much a wondering blog as it is an observational one. WordPress used to (and still might) be the most popular writing blog. But, as evolution shows, now it’s in competition with Bluesky, Substack, and who know what else.

Today’s blog is more about keeping connected.

Just as hardcovers evolved into Kindle and hand written letters turned into texting, so blogs will continue to evolve.

I hope you continue to use the tools of the Internet, not to waste, but to create. Explore, research, wander. But always come back home.

It’s where blogging will be waiting … along with some kickass homemade spaghetti sauce …..

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Volker Hermes

Volker Hermes (-1972) is internationally artist renowned for his ‘Hidden Portraits’ that make digital interventions into historical portrait paintings.Hermes revisits historical portraits by incorporating diverted ornaments inspired by costumes from the 16th to the 19th century, which invade the picture.Taking textures and patterns from within the antique image, he creates masks and new adornments that obscure the sitters’ faces and in the process sheds new insight on how fashion functions in historical imagery.Volker’s ‘Hidden Portraits’ are playful and mischievous; they delight in the sensory exuberance of historical dress.For the last decade, Hermes has used digital-imaging software to manipulate classic portraits from museum collections around the world.The entire face is covered by an absurd mask, piled-up fabric or a ceremonial wig. But nothing is added to the paintings. All the changes come from within the original itself.Hermes’s meticulously described collages pay homage to their sources while gently ribbing the social pretensions and ambitions of the courtly classes.His practice plays with the limits of perception and tenderly mocks human folly, whether it’s the desire to capture and tame the natural world or to flaunt the latest fashions.More of Volker Hermes surreal paintings can be found at https://www.hermes.art/.

 

 

 

Cats (repost…on Caturday, no less!)

See — my compatriots celebrate Caturday — even if they don’t realize it!

Here is a great post by my friend Georgiann over at Rethinking Life sharing more insights into the world of Caterday!

 

 

Cats…

Free Ai Generated Victorian illustration and picture

this is what our cats do
when we leave the house
they get dressed up
go out and meet friends
why would they stay home
waiting for us to return
when they could dress up
in beautiful clothes
and have fun
so start buying your cat
well made top coats
a few ties
hats and scarfs
instead of
catnip mice
and squeaky toys
I think they’d appreciate it
🐈

Photo:  William Tyiilijura
Pixabay

 

 

 

How Are You?

How often do you ask this of others?

How often do you ask this and mean it?

“How are you?” is one of those phrases we throw out constantly, often with emptiness behind it. Kind of like a courtesy call. “How are you?” is about as cliché as “What’s New?” but not as specific as “Did you -___?” or “How was ___?”

I’m not picking on us. It’s a courtesy in and of itself just to speak to someone else. These days it’s easier to walk eyes down or stare at your phone and ignore a possible interaction than to actually engage in conversation.

“How ya doin’?” is often an ice breaker. Depending on the response (not only the actual words but someone’s body language) you can instantly judge if you want to continue the conversation or move on.

“How are you?” gives you room to instantly judge a situation and your reaction to it. Which is not always an accurate response.

People who are in pain or who have just lost a loved one often say “I’m doing fine.” They protect their hearts and minds with those three words, keeping the world at bay while they deal with whatever.

“I’m doing fine” also is a knee jerk response to the constant repetition of the question they hear all day long. After all, how many times do you need to explain your feelings about frustration or depression or, the other side of the coin, bliss and contentment?

Emotions are a strange reaction to the world around you. Heaven forbid you are too happy or too sad. Middle-of-the-road Q&As make life easier. How are you. Fine. Move on. How are you. Fine. Move on.

I’m not saying every conversation needs to be a confessional or a gut-wrenching response. Sometimes you are just fine. Sometimes you are just being polite.

But I don’t want to turn into a robot who asks the same questions a dozen times a day and get the same dozen answers. Sometimes I want the other person to know that I really am interested in their well being and their psyche. I don’t need an in depth conversation of what’s bothering them unless it’s obvious that they need one at the moment.

Reading people is nearly impossible. We all have such heavy armor around us it’s hard for us to experience the world as it’s meant to be experienced.

But know that sometimes when someone asks you “How are you?” they really want to know. They, too, are tippy toeing around sensitive subjects yet want you to know they’re there for you if need be.

So ….

How are you?

Looking Back — Statues, Part Two

Good Morning! Welcome to our Art Gallery Review!

Thought this morning we could continue our wandering through Sunday Evening Art Gallery galleries — how about statues? Part Two?

Sounds good!

Alberto Giacometti

 

Peter Jansen

 

Sam Shendi

 

Wenqin Chen

 

Guy Clement Cohen

 

Georgie Seccull

 

Takanori Aiba

 

Lorenzo Quinn

 

Woodrow Nash

 

Love Statues

 

Michelangelo di Lodovico Buonarroti Simoni

How Many Times Do I Say “NOW”?

Well, I’ve certainly not been bored lately. 

How wonderful, you all think. Something to do all the time. Someone to do it with.

While I agree with your assessment (I am indeed blessed), I am in need of some alone time, too.

Some people HATE being alone. Past experiences, relationships, current mind chatter, all work on our psyche for good and bad. One bad carrot in the bag and we tend to throw the whole thing away.

I’ve actually been trying to EAT my carrots lately.

I’ve been busy with grandkids, camping with daughter-in-law’s parents, rearranging rooms, and today I’m moving in all my plants because of the cold nights coming (The funny thing about that is … why does it seem there are many more to bring in than were brought out last spring??) I was busy making purse charms and selling them at the art fair, shopping for products for my next art project, and collecting pics for future blogs. That’s not to mention washing tons of laundry and the ever-hated full sink of dishes.

It’s about time I pay as much attention to my body as I do picking out glass beads.

I am the heaviest I’ve ever been. I’m the most tired I’ve ever been. I am the flakiest I’ve ever been. I’m the oldest I’ve ever been, although that is a mute point. I’m also, in some worlds, the happiest I’ve ever been.

But if I don’t start working on this weight I won’t be around long enough to make any more “ever beens.”

So ONCE AGAIN I am working on a behavioral modification. I don’t do the “D” word or the “E” word any more. Those words just reflect dozens of failed New Year’s resolutions and bright spring morning starts.

I hear some of you say well, it’s too late for me. I’m too old to change my ways.

No you’re not. If you don’t start changing now, you won’t have a tomorrow to complain about.

What do dietitians and life coaches and psychics say? One day at a time?

I want to walk across a soccer field without getting a winded pain in the chest. I want to be able to lift my leg up to cross it on my other leg without pulling muscles. I want to eat healthier, sit outside more often, and be able to bend over without going “AAArrrrgggghhhh….eeeeahhhhooooo… jeeeeeezzzz.

So this Monday morning, before making a grocery list, before listening to smooth jazz jams and making homemade breakfast burritos, I am patting myself on the head and saying, “Go Girl. This time is the real time. One day at a time.”

I want to be around for my grandson’s high school graduation … heck… my seven-year-old’s high school graduation. I want to plan vacations where I can actually walk across a plaza without having to find a place to sit and recoup. I want to eat fresh foods and learn to cook all over again. I want to learn to walk and dance all over again.

If i can do it, you can do it. Do you need to do it?

Let’s get on this atta-boy band wagon together!

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Kathy Klein

Arizona-based artist Kathy Klein uses a variety of organic materials to produce a series of eye-catching mandalas referred to as Danmalas – a portmanteau of the Vedic Sanskrit words “dan” and “mala” which respectively mean “the giver” and “garland of flowers.”Klein studied both Painting and Art Education at Arizona State University.Each piece in her ongoing collection boasts a brilliant sense of geometric symmetry and energetic life.Taking inspiration from traditional Buddhist mandalas, Klein’s danmala’s use shells, seeds, pine cones, rocks, vegetation, and a diverse supply of flowers (including carnations, daisies, goldenrods, hydrangeas, junipers, marigolds, and tulips) to present a circle of symmetry.After assembling each visually enriching combination, she leaves it out for anyone to come across.There’s a meditative repetitiveness to each creation that is both awakening and relaxing for those who discover her work in person.“Mandalas are deeply imbedded in our collective consciousness,” Klein explains.“They can be used to describe all of creation and are a reflection of the Sacred, which is inherently present in nature’s perfect geometry.”

More of Kathy Klein’s magical designs can be found at https://kathyklein.org and https://mymodernmet.com/kathy-klein-danmala/

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — David Johnson

While attending the International Fireworks Show in Ottawa, Canada, photographer David Johnson had his camera in hand to document the night.When Spain’s entry into the competition began he decided to try something a little different.The technique he used was a simple refocus during the 1-2 second-long exposureTo produce these images, Johnson started out of focus, and when he heard the explosion he quickly refocused.The captured abstract beams were transformed into a series of unusual, striking shapes.By shifting the focus of his camera, Johnson delivered both hazy and evidently detailed pictures.“The shapes are quite bizarre, ” Johnson says.“Some of them I was pleasantly surprised with.”

More of David Johnson’s marvelous photography can be found at https://www.flickr.com/photos/daveyjphoto/ and https://mymodernmet.com/david-johnson-fireworks-photography/.

 

 

 

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Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Heath Satow

Heath Satow (-1969) is an American artist who works in fabricated metals. Satow attended North Carolina State University School of Design where he graduated with honors with a concentration in sculpture.The curved facets of his sculptural surfaces pull apart our visual surroundings, distort and re-order them in unexpected ways, creating a new interpretation of the world we usually tune out and take for granted.Satow’s intention with these pieces is to tune us back into the world around us.”I work primarily with mirror-polished stainless because of the visual variety it offers daily,” Satow shares.

“As natural light changes, as the colors of the seasons change, even as people’s fashion changes, all these permutations are literally reflected in the work.”More of Heath Satow’s amazing sculptures can be found at https://www.publicsculpture.com/.

 

 

Looking Back — Jewelry Part Two

The first round, Looking Back on Friday … Again — Jewelry Part One, was a hit with jewelry lovers!  I mean, where else can you find jewelry made by Cartier and Pierre Sterlé side by side with alien stealing cows earrings and R2D2 rings?

Let’s visit some of my other oldie jewelry blogs and see where we land!

 

 

Jaime Moreno

 

 

Diamonds

 

Pearls

 

 

Jewels from the Persian Qajar Dynasty

 

 

Ashka Dymel

Robin Callahan

 

Mariko Kusumoto

 

 

 

 

Buildings, Gates, Archways, Tombs, and More — Part One — Gates and Fences

Going through some of the photos from my trip to Paris, Rome, and Florence last year for my new Frameo moving picture frame, I came across some kick ass photos of stone architecture.

What the architects of yesteryear created is past amazing. I am not familiar with the styles, but the words relief, frieze, architectural sculpture, and carvings all seem to be proper adjectives for the beauty I found over there.

I’ll never make my way over there again, and some of you might never make it there at all. Sharing these photos provide a realistic insight into what that world looks like from the comfort of your sofa.

Today I want to share with you gates I came across. Hopefully in future posts I’ll share altars, ceilings, buildings, and other wonders of the ancient world. Come walk with me!

Forgive some of the photography — I am an active learner still.

 

GATES/FENCES

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Günther Uecker

Günther Uecker (1930 – 2025) was a renowned German artist best known for his dynamic use of nails to create tactile, three-dimensional compositions that challenge the boundaries between painting and sculpture.Uecker began his artistic education in 1949 when he took up studies at Wismar in Germany.After the East German uprising of 1953, he escaped to the West, settling in Düsseldorf where he studied under Otto Pankok at the Kunstakademie Düsseldorf.Beginning in 1966, after the group ZERO dissolved its last joint exhibition, Uecker increasingly began using nails as an artistic means of expression —- a material that, until today, stands in the centre of his oeuvre.His nail art, characterized by rhythmic patterns and a sense of motion, evokes themes of destruction and reconstruction, reflecting the post-war context in which he emerged as a leading figure in contemporary art.His idea of art as a cosmic practice may feel like something from the past, when artist-heroes grappled with essential truths on our behalf.Yet there is profound humility in the way he steps into his studio each day with the tools of a carpenter, and little else.More of Gunther Uecker’s expressive art can be found at https://www.levygorvydayan.com/artists/gunther-uecker.

 

 

 

 

I’m Bored

‘I’m bored,’ I sigh.

‘What?’ You ask, a slight smirk touching your lips.

‘You? Bored? Come on,’ you tease. ‘You… with a hundred things on your creativity list? How can you be bored?’ You make a slight pointing gesture before opening your hand in mock surprise.

‘I’m bored at this moment,’ I repeat, fingertips paused pensively on the keyboard. ‘The brain has not kicked in yet.’

‘Even Michelangelo was bored sometimes,’ I reply, an ever-so-slight flip on the edges. ‘I’m sure half way through painting the Sistine Chapel he thought he’d had enough and took a break to have a beer.’

You chuckle. ‘Honey, he probably drank wine. Chianti or something. But that’s not the point.’

You put your hands together as if in prayer.

‘Pray tell… why are you bored? Haven’t you said the world is an ever evolving and exciting place? That there’s always something new to learn?’

I nod sheepishly. I sit back in my chair, taking my fingers off the keyboard.

‘Yeah… right. Happy Happy Joy Joy and all that.’ A pause. ‘Maybe I’m just exploring the world of boredom. Inspecting its boundaries. Tiptoeing to the edge to see how far down it goes.’

You lean back in your comfy chair. ‘Ahhh … checking out the abyss, eh? The depths of man’s passions and despair. All or nothingness. Possibly all for naught. I’ve heard the boundaries are endless. True nirvana vs true blackness. Tottering to the edge doesn’t make so. You have to take that final leap.’

I look at you in a new philosophical light. You know so much. Feel so much. A real Nietzsche.

I look out the window, watching the birds knock each other out of the feeder, the clouds rolling in, a thunderstorm not far behind. I think. I contemplate. I muse. I dig deep into my soul.

I smile at you, finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.

‘No … ’ I reply confidently. 

‘I’m just bored.’

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Callen Schaub

Callen Schaub is an abstract artist based in Montreal, Canada. Schaub’s vivid, illusionistic abstract paintings feature sweeping patterns in colorful hues on rectangular and round surfaces.The artist forgoes paint brushes, instead using tools like pendulums, trapezes, and spinning machines to produce the freeform splatters of paint seen throughout his work.After creating the base, Schaub layered paint into a bucket destined to pass above the canvas while being suspended by a rope.Taking it into his arms, he released a plug on the bottom, allowing paint to flow through two large holes, then sends the bucket swinging over the canvas.The resulting swirls and blends makes for the most magical in-motion artwork.With over a decade of live performances and exhibitions under his belt, Callen transforms movement into mesmerizing color, exploring what it means to make and experience art.More of Callen Schaub’s exciting artwork can be found at https://callenschaub.com.

 

 

 

Finally! Another Caturday!

It’s been quite a few weeks since we’ve celebrated Caturday and Doggerday!

How’s your cat doing?

How’s your dog doing?

How’s your pets and kids and friends doing?

Cats and dogs and hamsters and toddlers and friends all live in that same stratosphere. That same aura. That same world.

The world of love. The world of friendship. The world where, no matter what they do, you are there for them.

No money need be exchanged; no favors given or taken. No shouldas, couldas or wouldas. Just plain friendship. The buddy system times ten.

Caturday and Doggerday are just reminders that your best friends need you.

Don’t limit your love rays to just your dogs and cats. Spread your love and affection to everyone around you. Hug your kid. Even if your kid is 40 years old. Call your bestie and talk for an hour. Text your friend from work and say hi.

You all know what I mean.

Share the love. Even if you don’t get it back. Doesn’t matter. Loving is what feels good. Share your heart’s wealth.

Especially when it translates into petting and cuddling fur babies…..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Treehouses

 

TREE HOUSE
A tree house, a free house,
A secret you and me house,
A high up in the leafy branches
Cozy as can be house.
A street house, a neat house,
Be sure to wipe your feet house
Is not my kind of house at all-
Let’s go live in a tree house.
~ Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Faerie Paths — Friendship

If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together…there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think but the most important thing is, even if we’re apart… I’ll always be with you.
~ Winnie the Pooh

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Marilyn Sunderland

Marilyn Sunderland is an American artist and sculptor who is recognized for her amazing sculptures made from ordinary pumpkins.Sunderland has a Bachelor’s degree in Art Education from the University of Missouri-Columbia, plus a two-year art course from the Art Instruction, Inc. of Minneapolis, Minnesota.Having acquired carving certificates for classes completed in gourd and creative wood carving, Sunderland’s work transforms pumpkins into beautiful pieces of art, featuring blooming flowers, scenic landscapes, and swimming fish.Before starting to work with a pumpkin, she removes the pulp, focusing solely on the walls.She then treats the pumpkin using a special technique and applies layers of acrylic or oil paint.Only after the pumpkin is primed does Marilyn begin carving her whimsical patterns and scenes.She often cuts flowers, leaves, and other elements from other pumpkins and attaches them to her canvas-like pumpkin. The result is three-dimensional and incredibly intricate artwork.More of Marilyn Sunderland’s amazing carvings can be found at https://www.marilynsunderlandstudios.com/.

 

 

 

Looking Back — Colors

 

You know how much fun I have looking back at Art Galleries — the diversity is just amazing!

Sometimes a highlighted artist is more a noun than a proper name. Generalities rather than specifics.

So it is with today’s highlights — color.

I do hope you are clicking on the blue title links and checking out the variety of images that tag along with the title.

See you there!

Silver

Beige

 

Gray

Black

Green

Brown

Turquoise

Pink

White

Orange

Blue

Yellow

Purple

Red

Gold

 

Making Something Out of Nothing

What a wonderful topic for a Monday Morning!

The places you could go with an inference of this sort! The trips of imagination and logic can move as one as we take a thought or motion or occurrence and make it out to be bigger and more fantastic than it already is — or ever was.

Alas, today’s observation is neither cosmic nor scientific. But it makes me smile anyway.

Friday night I went to our local theater to see Downton Abbey: The Grand Finale. For those of you unaquainted with the turn-of-the-century series, the storyline is thus: The series, set on the fictional Yorkshire country estate of Downton Abbey between 1912 and 1926, depicts the lives of the aristocratic Crawley family and their domestic servants in the post-Edwardian era, and the effects the great events of the time have on their lives and on the British social hierarchy. (Wikipedia) The movie itself is the conclusion of the TV series and the subsequent two follow up movies.

Anyway….

Our local theater is like most small town theaters. Four different movies, four different theaters, very few in any of them. I’ve taken my grandkids to movies and have attended a few on my own through the years, and I would be tickled if there were more than 3-4-5 other people in the theater with me.

Last Friday there were a whopping 12 people in the theater watching this period piece. More than the Fantastic Four and Minecraft together.

Could this be a reflection, an indication, of society’s lack of interest in new and modern faces on movies?

Are people finally getting tired of watching slashing and brutality and dismemberment for an hour and a half? Are people tired of spending good money to watch superheroes save humanity once again or demons possessing innocent victims or beautiful people turning to drugs?

According to Google AI, fewer people are going to movie theaters now compared to the past, with attendance in 2023 being roughly half of pre-pandemic levels, a trend largely driven by the rise of streaming services, the convenience of home viewing, and higher ticket prices.

Now maybe this is nothing more than a Boomer resistance. After all, we’ve seen this and that for like ever (heh). Possession? Yes. Slicing open bodies? Yep. Drugs? Yep. College parties and adult parties where all act like high school parties? Bring it on. Been there, done that.

I think Hollywood is having a problem bringing something new to the table.

There are only so many ways you can fall in love, have a drug overdose, crash cars and fight aliens. Only so many ways you can introduce and reintroduce blood and guts to the big screen.

The “large” audience in the theater Friday night was most likely a fluke. If I had gone to a larger theater in a larger city, they may have been lined up to see Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba Infinity Castle.

But maybe — just maybe — people are getting tired of being scared, freaked out, and repulsed. There is enough of that on the nightly news.

Maybe a dose of Downton Abbey or F1 the race driver movie or even Stephen King’s non-demonic-yet-grueling The Long Walk is what people are searching for these days. Something with more brains and entertainment value over brutal and gory fare.

Or maybe I just like Downton Abbey.

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Leena Nio

Leena Nio (-1982) is a painter born in Helsinki and currently living in Espoo, Finland.Nio graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts in 2010 and was awarded the Finnish Art Society’s Ducat Prize the same year.Nio is known for her ability to play with different techniques and perspectives through her oil paint.Her choice of theme and technique stems from her profound interest in painting and its potential.She makes use of traditional subject matter — such as portraiture and still life — but experiments with the materiality of paint, creating a range of impressions on a single canvas.Often her paintings look like blown up photos of knitted sweaters, needlepoint and buttons.More of Leena Nio’s delightful paintings can be found at https://leenanio.com/.

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — The Aftermath of 9/11 in Art (repost)

This blog was originally posted on September 11, 2016. I know that since the original post there have been thousands of art works created honoring this horrific day. 

I thought it appropriate to repost this one today. The only changes I’ve made is to add the artist’s name.

We will never forget.

 

 

Sunday Morning Art Gallery — The Aftermath of 9/11 in Art

 

To send light into the darkness of men’s hearts — such is the duty of the artist.

~ Robert Schumann

 

Lady Liberty Memorial, 9/11 Memorial Museum

 

 

Eyes on New York, Tony Trigg

 

 

 

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9/11 Memorial, Freehold, NJ

 

The Madonna in Hell, Fevorr J. Nwokorie

 

9/11 Memorial, Heath Satow

 

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Brooklyn Wall of Rememberance

 

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Kenny Wang

 

Flight 93 Memorial, Shanksville, PA

 

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Pentagon Memorial, Washington D.C.

 

Landscape Hero, Khai Nguyen

 

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Unknown Pap Quilt

 

Remembering Our Heroes, United Airlines Flight 175 Memorial Quilt. Collection, 9/11 Memorial Museum

 

Trinity Root,  Steve Tobin

 

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Tumbling Woman, Eric Fischl

 

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Fire Department New York Memorial Quilt

 

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Lower School Art Students of Porter Gaud School, South Carolina

 

Reflections. David Kracov

 

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Flight Crew Memorial, Grapevine, Texas

 

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Dust to DNA, Bianca Nazzaruolo

 

Trying to Remember the Color of the Sky on That September Morning, Spencer Finch, 9/11 Memorial Museum

 

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 To Lift A Nation, Ground Zero, Stan Watts

 

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Teardrop Memorial, Bayonne, NJ, Zurab Tsereteli

 

The National Tribute Quilt, 9/11 Memorial Museum

 

9/11 Memorial Museum, New York, Snøhetta and Davis Brody Bond

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Hengki Koentjoro

Hengki Koentjoro (-1963) is an accomplished photographer specializing in capturing the spectral domain that lies amidst the shades of black and white.He learned his craft at the Brooks Institute for Photography in Santa Barbara, California.Upon his return to Indonesia, Koentjoro settled in Jakarta as a freelance videographer and video editor.Delving into what he believes to be his true purpose in life’s journey of expression, he indulges himself in the art of black and white photography on the side.Exploring along the borderlines of light and shadow, yin and yang, Koentjoro celebrates complexity in the minimalist.In his striking signature simplicity, the artist delicately preserves the dreamy awe in ordinary objects above and under water.“Photography can never be separated from the aspects of making the common things unusual,” Koentjoro shares, “welcoming the unexpected, indulging and embracing ourselves with the joy of photography.More of Hengki Koentjoro’s marvelous photography can be found at https://www.hengki-koentjoro.com/.

 

These Days Aren’t So Bad After All

 

I have finally taken upon myself to watch the turn-of-he-century series “The Gilded Age.”

For those who are unfamiliar with this Julian Fellowes creation, The Gilded Age is about new money vs old money in 1880’s New York City.

Like its predecessor, Downton Abbey, the series is glorious in its sets, fashions, and elegance.

Now I realize this is a fictional creation for mass viewers, but it does touch on the morals and habits of people who lived 143-ish years ago. 

It has all the raised prickles of a porcupine — upper class snobbery, racial bigotry, struggles of power and wealth and forbidden love and all that world entangles. And I know these fictional plights are separate from the true tragedies that still plague the world today — war, famine, poverty, bigotry. 

But that’s not the angle I take this morning. I’m more moved by the social laws and desires and struggles those of the upper class back in the 1880s. It was a world today’s women can’t imagine

Of course there were exceptions. But that’s not what today’s blog is about.

A woman of “class” couldn’t go out unsupervised. Women were discouraged from talking to men or women not of their social rank. Women could not have visitors unless her parents approved first. Could not have friends out of their class or color. Women didn’t bother learning household skills and were never party to the ways of money, bills, or financial security. You weren’t allowed to question those who provided for you. You couldn’t play with your children without a nanny or governess around.

And those corsets! Eeek!

Today I am reflecting on the freedom of women to be women. And to have that definition be whatever we choose it to be.

Equality is virtue that is rarely achieved. It is talked about, suggested, hinted at, and even achieved in some arenas. The opulence of the Gilded Age was a barrier in a class status that should not have had any barriers. After all, you had money. You had a beautiful house. You ate in the most opulent restaurants and danced in ballrooms. Other people did your laundry and cooked your food and made your clothes. You did nothing but study social protocols and keep your opinions to yourself.

You were more restricted than Imotep’s mummy.

I’m happy that I was born a hundred years later. I’ve had poor days and rich days. I’ve worked and vacationed and drank out of crystal wine glasses. I took care of my children 24/7 and changed my own sheets. I have friends of color and friends who are well off and friends who are struggling to make ends meet.

I am free to live my life the way that I want. 

I think my enjoyment of The Gilded Age boils down to crystal chandelier envy.

Which is fine with me…..

 

 

 

Looking Back — Needlepoint and Friends Part One

A lovely day for just about anything you’d like to go, any place you’d like to wander! 

How about we take a wander back through some of my Needlepoint and Friends Galleries? I mean — a stitch in time makes nine — whatever that means — a stitch back in time makes for eleven great Galleries!!

 

Marina Printseva

 

 

Richard Preston

 

Ana Teresa Barboza

 

 

Vera Shimunia

 

Susanna Bauer

 

 

Michelle Kingdom

 

 

Yarn Bombing

 

 

Aiko Tezuka

 

Natalie Ciccoricco

 

Meredith Woolnough

 

Justyna Wołodkiewicz

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Tarik Kiswanson

Tarik Kiswanson (-1986) is a visual artist and poet from Halmstad, Sweden.Kiswanson received his MFA from École Nationale Supérieure des Beaux-Arts de Paris and BFA from Central Saint Martins-University of the Arts London.The artist comes from a Palestinian family that was exiled from Jerusalem to North Africa and then Jordan before subsequently settling in Sweden in the early 1980s.Kiswanson transforms sculpture into a highly experiential artform.He employs simple-seeming objects to conjure the sense of rootlessness that pervades our age.Accordingly, what stands out from the empty wardrobes, cribs, cocoons, and chairs that recur in his installations is their overall impression of weightlessness.Kiswanson borrows from Minimalism, and, in his rejection of simplified geometry and form, ushers in a new type of abstract sculpture.

More of Tarik Kiswanson’s abstract presentations can be found at https://tarikkiswanson.com/

 

 

More Upcoming Galleries

Another wonderful day which just happens to be a Saturday!

On my way to a soccer game then a birthday party, so I thought I’d tantalize your party buds and show you a few of the AWESOME artists I’ve yet to post…

Hope you’re as excited as I am!!

 

 

 

 

 

Andrew Clemens

 

 

Kathy Klein

 

 

Tani Bunchô

 

 

Volker Hermes

 

 

David Johnson

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Melinda Hutton

Closures/Remnants was born when Melinda Hutton, designer and artist, stumbled upon the world of antique buttons 26 years ago and became hooked.Since then, she has been designing jewelry using antique and collectible buttons and has expanded her work to include handcrafting new pieces from well-loved vintage remnant pieces.Each piece is a one-of-a-kind, handcrafted piece of artwork.Texture, color, shape and type of button are factors Hutton considers at length before her designs are complete.As an artist, Hutton’s goal when designing is to create a very personal, heirloom quality piece of jewelry that will be worn often and for years to come.She combines old buttons with each other or with other ephemera to create one-of-a-kind jewelry.More of Melissa Hutton’s work can be found at https://www.closures-remnants.com/.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Let’s Do Life Together!

I am finally back from a long weekend of running around with my family up North. I love my family and I hope they love me but I’m so glad to be home and quiet and retired.

As if those two things go together.

I worked all my life to be able to sit on the deck and have coffee  at the same time others are turning on their computers and making their first phone calls of the day.

Now that peace and quiet is always at the back door I find I can’t let it in for too long. It’s like my mind has turned A.D.D. on me. 

If you’ve kept up with me on my blog you see me rewriting a novel, making sun catchers, drawing and sketching abstract emotions, opening an Etsy shop — I make myself tired.

Yet I have a new idea. 

Bear with me.

Soon the craft show circa will be over. I accompany a group of typical male bonding fishermen up North for over a week so they can fish and tell fish stories and fish some more before we close the cabin. To take advantage of that down time, I have picked out several of last year’s drawings that I’d like to convert to watercolor paintings, resplendent with texture and 3D-ishment. 

Once I finish all these paintings I’d like to have an open house gallery show with all these marvelous (insert roll of eyes here) creations and, along with purse charms and sun catchers, donate the proceeds to charity.

Where did this idea come from??? Should I even consider such nonsense?

Of course, all depends on the quality of the paintings, something I haven’t done in a long time. And how long this keeps my interest.

I am already finding new artists for my Gallery that blow my socks off and sharing my crafts with local consignment shops and getting ready for one more craft shows and football games and grandkids’ soccer games. 

I should be satisfied with the crazy pace my life is already.  But peace and quiet goes hand in hand with crazy and busy.

I hope your life is full of all four.

Let’s do this together!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Paul Kaptein

Paul Kaptein is an Australian  artist who specializes in sculpture and drawing.Kaptein graduated with an Advanced Diploma of Art and Design from the Claremont School of Art and a Bachelor of Fine Art from Curtin University.Kaptein works with large blocks of laminated wood to reveal warped and distorted human figures, some pierced with a smattering of holes linked with drawn lines like star constellations.Dramatic contours and warped curves interrupt the traditional human forms, making the sculptures seem as if they been intercepted by a digital software glitch.Depending on the vantage point of the viewer, the figures can change from figurative to abstract, with some angles revealing an almost completely typically human body, while others uncover a striking warped effect.

Most of the Kaptein’s hand carved wooden pieces are in the middle of two modes of being – a stable, static appearance and some kind of mysterious state characterized by flexibility and fluctuation.His hand-carved busts and figurative sculptures are additionally punctuated by gaps formed from the laminating process, creating the impression of digital glitches or images skewed by poor reception.

More of Paul Kaptein’s amazing sculptures can be found at https://www.paulkaptein.com/.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Bubbles (repost)

 

A very inspirational and magical post from 2014 ….

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Bubbles

I’m forever blowing bubbles

Pretty bubbles in the air……

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They fly so high, nearly reach the sky

Then like my dreams they fade and die…….

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When you look at a bubble, what do you see?  Do they reflect reality? They are ethereal. Like a thought. A kiss. A memory.

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They exist for only a moment. Yet resonate in our memory long after.

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They make us wonder: What did I just see?

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The possibilities are endless. You ask — is it real? Does it matter?

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Are they reflections of our existence? A moment out of a million? A billion? Out of a nanosecond?

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It doesn’t matter if their existence makes a difference in the world.

A difference in my life, or yours.

All that matters is they are beautiful. Fleeting. They float on air.

And for the briefest of moments, they exist.

As do we.

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Laurent Parcelier

Laurent Parcelier, born in 1962 in Auvergne, France, is a celebrated French painter known for his enchanting exploration of light and color.Parcelier enrolled at the Duperre School of Applied Arts in Paris in 1978.Initially working as an illustrator and comic book author, his journey into painting was sparked by winning first prize in a street painting contest, which led him to fully dedicate himself to this medium​.Parcelier’s work is often described as modern impressionism, characterized by its serene and idyllic portrayal of landscapes and city scenes.The artist paints landscapes and city scenes using oil on canvas.Influenced by his ability as a comic artist, you can see a unique graphic art nature attached to his paintings. Parcelier’s mastery of light creates a dreamlike quality, inviting viewers into a world of calm and poetic beauty​.

More of Laurent Parcelier’s inspirational paintings can be found at https://thegallerist.art/laurent-parcelier.

 

 

 

 

It’s almost here…

It’s almost here. Sneaking up on us like a cat stalking a leaf.

The breezy mornings, an almost all-the-way open window, clouds that roll overhead like bubbles from a bubble machine.

Summer is starting to pack up. Getting ready to move a little further south. And her sister Fall is pushing her way into her place.

This is actually my favorite time of year. I think it is for most people.

Most don’t like sweating in their underwear, nor do we care for barely moving under a pile of blankets when the temperatures dip below 30.

We enjoy life in the middle.

Very few of us  live at either end of the Extreme. Hot/Cold, Up/Down. We may prefer nudging closer to one goal post over the other, but for the most part we hang out somewhere in the middle.

Good thing.

The extreme spots are important — where else could you enjoy snowmobiling, surfing, snow shoveling, and water parks? There is a need for anchors at both ends of the spectrum.

But many make a living in the in-between, too — plant and seed growers, fair organizers, high school sports coaches and wedding planners all prefer the cool warmth of Spring and Fall.

Me — I enjoy sweatshirts and football and soups and stews. I’m easy to please in the spring and fall.

Even though I like to think of myself as creative all year round, there’s something to be said about summer and winter projects. They just FEEL different.

I hate to admit I have more project ideas than drive and time to do them all. But there’s something about watching the leaves start to fall and seeing your breath in the morning air that makes me realize I don’t have forever to experiment.

What is your favorite time of year?

 

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Dominick Labino

Dominick Labino (1910 – 1987) was an American internationally known scientist, inventor, artist and master craftsman in glass.He is responsible for sixty patents in the U.S. and hundreds in foreign countries, and is particularly remembered for his development of glass fibers, glass papers, and furnace designs.He invented a formula that allowed glass to melt at low temperatures in small furnaces suitable for the needs of individual glassblowers, and thus, the international studio glass movement was begun.Labino was trained as an engineer at the Carnegie Institute of Technology and began his professional career at Owens-Illinois, Inc., a glass manufacturing plant in Clarion, Pennsylvania.Labino’s technical training facilitated his work as a glass innovator.The unique combination of scientific knowledge and aesthetic inventiveness give the artist the ability to create extraordinary shapes, which give flashing light to his pieces.

The range of intensities of color in his fused multicolored forms, often contained in clear glass casing, along with the varied surface qualities, create broken reflective lights or light-absorbing matte textures.Although an innovator in form, Labino is probably best known for his use of color.The colorless glass encases interior veils of “dichroic” color, causing the hues to change as light strikes the piece from different angles.

 

The graceful, fluid form of Labino’s sculpture complements the special nature of the material, but it is his extraordinary sense of color and his ability to create color relationships through technical expertise that made him a master of twentieth-century glassmaking.More of Dominick Labrino’s amazing glasswork can be found at https://hudsongallery.net/artist/dominick-labino/ and https://www.artnet.com/artists/dominick-labino/.

 

 

 

 

 

Faerie Paths — Weird

Sergio Bustamante

 

We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love.

Robert Fulghum

Looking Back — Glassworks Part One

The reason for the carefree nebulous title is because I don’t know which day I will publish this blog. And I do want to publish it!

Looking back at all the Galleries, how can I not showcase some of the remarkable glass artists I’ve come across?

I hope you enjoy browsing through these glass galleries as much as i enjoyed sharing them with you.

I mean — LOOK AT ALL THIS MAGNIFICENT GLASS WORK!!

Paperweights

 

Luke Jerram

covid-19

smallpox

 

Dale Chihuly

 

René Lalique

 

Stained Glass

 

Ercole Barovier

 

Latchezar Boyadjiev

 

Daniela Forti

 

Jack Storms

 

Tina Lane

 

Graham Muir

 

Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Cups

We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out.

~ Ray Bradbury

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Faerie Paths — Rain

 

Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life.

~ John Updike