The 2021 Arts Bedford show has adapted to life in this confused and confusing year. I am completely chuffed to be a part of this virtual show which raises money for many charities. Many of my paintings are finding new homes, you can find the show online here: https://artshowbedford.org/ you can see more of my new work on the rest of my website, take a look and leave a comment if you like.
The ArtEast Dutchess fall kick-off show is on view now at Art4Life gallery, 20 Charles Coleman Blvd, Pawling NY. You can see this, along with works by other group members through the end of September.
Go to the arteastdutchess.com website for up-to-date gallery hours, a virtual group tour, and information about all of the artists who are group members.
I was asked to make a painting for Art Show Bedford 2020 this year, with the theme of 2020 Vision. Everything we see these days is through a filter, and most of what we see is through our phones. This painting is about 8″ square and is on view at ASB2020, a very cool place to see what is happening in the Westchester New York art world. This weekend and next, take a look.
My plan for 2020. New painting series, thinking about light as both a particle and a wave, feeling light waves like the wind.
Yesterday I was lucky enough to see Vija Celmin’s retrospective “To Fix the Image In Memory” at The Met Breuer. You should go. Now. the show closes on January 12, 2020. Missing experiences that it would be not all that hard to arrange is not part of how I mean to go on. Instead of this one sliding by with good intentions and great remorse I set a date and did not make any excuses. Yes this is a drawing: allow time to really look, allow your brain to boggle and your heart to break.
Very cold last night for the November ArtWalk in Katonah, NY, all of the galleries were bright warm and full of people. This is my first time in a show at Oak & Oil Gallery, hope that it is the beginning of a long and happy relationship! Hours and location are listed on their website:
There was a good crowd at the opening of Artists Out Loud at the Akin Library last Sunday. Happy to be there with some very talented people. Turns out that the Akin Library has gone to winter hours, and is open on Saturday and Sunday, and closed on Friday. I apologize to the friends who hoped to meet me there today. You can see this one up close, if you like.
If you missed me at ArtEast Open Studios you can see some of the new work here. I’m making cookies.
I’ve been making a series of paintings from my recent trip back to Shetland. This time I was lucky enough to get to Fair Isle, a place that I have only dreamt of visiting. It is cold and windy and paradise.
I’d like to especially thank my Innkeeper Thomas Hyndman for taking me out to see the important sights when it became clear that weather and travel was going to cut my visit short. This painting only happened because he suggested that I go take a closer look.
Leaving Shetland, from the ferry on a very cold and windy perch. This is a page from my sketchbook. I was crying as I left Shetland, not sure if it was sorrow or the wind. I’m part of ArtEast Dutchess these two weekends, and this one was sold on the opening day.
I was in the rental car with my grandson, as I have seen some of the magic of this place and the wind was so strong that we feared that a toddler would fly away. This watercolor and colored pencil is 9.5″ x 7.5″ and was sold on opening day of ArtEast.
One of the first paintings from long ago in 2011 when I decided to start painting again. I showed it to my muse at the time who chortled out a bemused “But You Have To Really Like Tomatoes.” The title stuck. I don’t show this painting, it lives in my kitchen over the wood stove getting smoke damaged and fly-specked making me laugh every time at the lower right flying tomato that, like Peter Pan, really needs Wendy to stitch the shadow firmly to keep it from flying away.
I saw the invitation to submit a piece to the “Burned Pots and Cooked Books” show at the Institute Library in New Haven, and thought that this was a good fit. My description of the colander in the painting: I have a colander that belonged to my grandmother, and then my mother, and now me. The tin is rubbing off. I use it every day for washing vegetables, draining pasta, draining hand-washing. I feel connected to a whole line of women that I have loved every time I see it hanging on the hook in the kitchen. I have had to pull it out of the trash when two different husbands tried to replace it with shinier ones. I plan on passing it to my daughter, but not yet, I am still using it.