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In September I attended the Riverside Art Museum fundraiser ‘Art Bark in the Park’. Selected artists had been given a metal dog to paint on and they were auctioned or sponsored as a fundraiser for the museum.
The reception was held in White Park in Downtown Riverside one warm evening. There were a lot of dogs there. I was really surprised how many.
All dogs were well behaved!
Oh look. Jeni and a Beagle. It inevitably has the poem about dogs painted into it.
Some dogs were painted on the back too (mine is the colorful one in the middle)
The crowd matched the amount of dogs
No on had to pick up after their dog! The perfect pooch.
Women Painter’s West‘s current show is called ‘Falling into Place’ which is being displayed at the San Fernando Valley Art and Cultural Center Gallery. I had one painting juried into the show and helped my friend Jan Wright by taking all our work in (she has two paintings in the show) and she will pick up the unsold paintings at the end of the month. We also were able to attend the reception together.
I just thought the juxtaposition of the most and least expensive (mine) paintings in the show was neat.
I started working with Sm’Art gallery I think 3 years ago, maybe 4. It was a strange start. I received a cold-call email that sounded good, not the usual scam stuff, but the attachment wouldn’t open. After some thought I replied. It was a real offer, Alana had managed to have an email blast sent to the local attendees of ‘Art under the umbrellas’ show.
I signed up for the co-op gallery – we share the rent and working in the gallery. I have made many good contacts and friends over the years, taught a lot of classes (Alana was instrumental in the design of the ‘Painting for Absolute Beginners’ class and the contact that let to a season of intermediate classes, the contents of which become follow on exercises for ‘Absolute Beginners’.
At the end of October, Alana decided to close the gallery. A combination of factors came together at the end of the lease and we had our final evening. Here are a couple photos from the first 20 minutes before the crowd got there.
Just getting set up. Holly had created some ‘Day of the Dead’ paintings.
Sitting around chatting. We did quite a bit of business that night, especially Janice – who is the one with the gray shirt, on her device.
A few years back I was travelling from Southern California for a show in Bellevue – right next door to Seattle. It’s a two day drive, pretty much up the entire west coast of the US. I had kinda planned on stopping just north of the Oregon border, but didn’t make firm plans as I figured I wasn’t sure if my tiredness would get me that far, or my awakeness would let me press on further. I’d actually spotted a well-priced motel in my aim area, and sure enough, just as California disappeared in the rear view mirror, the eyelids started to droop.
I pulled off the road at what appeared to be a motel-bearing town in this rural stretch of Interstate 5. Miraculously I passed the very motel I’d seen on the internet. The parking lot was only half full. It was late, though. The office only had a dim light on. I knocked on the door. In a few moments the motel clerk appeared.
In fairness to the man, he was obviously of Indian origin – India Indian, not Native American. Different culture. I asked ‘Is there room at the inn?’ ‘No,’ he replied. Oh, ok, nevermind, I thanked him and turned to leave. I’d gotten as far as the truck when he came out after me. ‘I have room at the other end!’ Huh?
Turns out he’d misheard me as ‘Is there room at the end?’ and had completely missed the Christmas reference! In his further defense, he’d only been in the US about 5 months.
Here’s another sonnet inspired by the work of my peers – Pete – another artist I know from art fairs in Southern California, creates kaliedoscopes.
They might be colored or quite plain outside;
all understate the beauty that’s within,
the most amazing starburst hid inside –
just put it to your eye and you begin
to see the fireworks bursting on your eyes,
riot of twinkles emphasized by sun
or lamp or kitchen light – always surprise
and never the same, but guaranteed, it’s fun.
Much better than taking some kind of bad drug –
and good for kids! No age limit to awe
of sparkles, vibrant dance of shapes, the tug
of gravity on confetti’s what you saw.
When stress is high and you don’t think you can cope,
sit down and pick up your kaleidoscope.