Soon the Open Studio will have happened and I won`t have to keep announcing it. Promotion isn`t something natural to me. I`ve sent out invitations by email and texts and if I missed you, it`s not because I don`t want you to come. My mailing list is an abomination, that`s why. Sorry, please come visit anyway. I`d love to talk with you and there will be cookies.
5373 Lakeview Blvd, Lake Oswego OR 97035 #25 503 380 4731
The painting at the top was inspired by a fishing hole on Oswego Creek. I found this out because seven boys waited patiently for me and Mitch to finish painting one morning so they could fish. No parents anywhere! That never happens anymore and it was great seeing unsupervised kids. Anyway, the painting began as a watercolor but I just couldn`t get the open spaces of water right. I re-emulsified the paint many times but could not get a particular transparency I wanted. So I sealed the whole thing up with archival spray acrylic varnish then went in again with oils. Of course it looks nothing like I intended and nothing like the place on the creek. Such is painting, I made something new.
An employee of Trader Joes told me to buy this yesterday. That they had just come in and people were lined up an hour before opening time to purchase them. She assured me it would make an appreciated gift.
??. What am I missing? It`s a miniature shopping bag. I own a big one and it`s dependable but can`t say it`s brought me joy.
I was looking for a book and came upon a box of my mom`s photos. Here I am at 23 with my sad nonexistent derriere yet so happy to be living on a hill in New Mexico. Over my shoulder is Joan Mitchell`s “La ligne de la rupture”. Painted in 1970, I tore the image out of an art magazine in 1976 and it was on all the walls I lived within for years.
Sarah Dwyer is an intriguing artist new to me. I keep seeing them online but I only now read anything about her. Basically I think the work of the artist is interesting, not the artist so much.
She`s Irish, living in London and studied economics before deciding on an artistic life. What interests me so much is how she depicts forms that aren`t quite human, are mythic without being specific and always with fascinating color juxtapositions. Someone called them abstract surrealism but that doesn`t account for their unique power. They feel to me like nonverbal messages. See what you think;
