The commissioned painting is coming along, won’t show it entirely until the commissioner has seen it but I’ve been having a lovely time with it’s colour and texture. I have some strange things going on with the palette, but Monday will be sitting time and seeing what needs eliminating or adding to bring it together. For now, close up colours…
My first art event since my return was to visit Unsettled Gallery last Saturday. Nolan clarified her cluttered mind (but only slightly) with words about her potato prints and drawings in the current show. Carey was in attendance and will talk on future weekend. Good to see Nolan, Catherine, and Carey again socially and professionally for first time since the WBHD exhibition. We did some poses for posterity. I was also able to pick up one of Carey’s WBHD paintings, that I’d asked Catherine to hold for me, and drooled over others by Nolan. My budget will have to wait, alas, let alone total overflow in the house after all the collecting I did on the trips this past year.
I returned to Las Cruces a week ago, and only made small dent in the backlog of to-do’s and art admin from my travels (the problem with clearing out a lot of my art on the road is I can’t keep up the paperwork as I go). But good to be home and might even begin painting again in a week or so. Slowly got started back out on the hiking trails as well. House cleaning hasn’t been quite as high on the priority, but got 4 months of funk out of the car at last.
Last light at the top of Picacho Peak, with city and Organ Mountains behind. Cross had been put up by someone for Easter, I suspect.
Notice the Kombi welcome mat from Oz? The rest is art admin debris….endless.
My bottlebrush welcomed me home with its first flower since I planted a piece of Oz in the garden last year. The house and garden seem more or less intact, other than the leak in the ice making water line on back of the fridge. Lost some nearby small frames to that, but the artwork inside seems OK fortunately. Small price from being on road since August. Not done yet, alas, as tickets booked and lining up itinerary for trip to northern Europe, leaving early June.
Nolan’s “Home Base” intro panel, RioBravoFineArt, April 12, 2014
Nolan and Winkler with Friends and supporters.
Art Aficionado Eve and friend eye the food table after an exhaustive survey of CC’s work.
The Long Wall: CC “Akin” installation, next door neighbor to “Home Base”
Unsettled Gallery’s Catherine and Don on Busman’s Holiday to support Nolan and Carey
Nolan, Raul and Tauna, Winkler, Heather.
Thanks to Eduardo and the great folks at the Rio Bravo and to everyone that came out. CC
I took a few snaps of CC’s, too, but so did he and I’ll let him post his. So far….this is before the lighting gets set by the gallery owner. We had to let him do something, no? CC and I had fun hanging the show. He had to take quite a few back home but the ones we hung of his look fantastic. Our fingers are crossed and we cannot wait till next Saturday’s opening reception. We went to lunch after hanging it all and both wished you all were here for it.
Above is to the left of one entrance door. Below is to the right of said entrance.
Then, we walk down the long wall you see on the right in the above pix.
A little further….long wall, ya know.
Then we make a turn to my ‘Australian’ wall (NM FOR AU)
Then around the corner to another wall with my 12″x 12″ pieces….
Across from my ‘long’ wall are the main ‘Home Base’ looking pieces…that also lead into CC’s room which you can see a bit of…
Then, back to a small alcove for 3 more
Then, in the farthest part of my area are all the little sketches and study paintings that can go for little $. I know I cannot afford my own work, so always like to have something in a more reasonable range. (The Aussie ones were in that range, too)
my favorite of the small black and whites…
So, this is one of those sentences I just love saying/writing/singing: “When I was in Santa Fe with Carey and H we went to an art shop” (probably won’t be the last time you hear me say that). CC showed me these little silicone brush tools—yes, I discovered we can buy them in Bundaberg—and so I bought a couple.
I tried using one tool on a painting and it was so perfectly uniform – I can’t really describe how bad it looked, how out of place. Not to be put off, I have had a scalpel session with Mr Tooly Tool and hacked out that uniformity and I think it might actually work for me now. In background, the drying commission bases await the next layer. All proceeding at a glacial pace. Perhaps I’ve been tooling around?
Now, back to chatting about how when I was in Santa Fe with Carey and H we went to an art shop, a museum, a margarita happy hour, did I mention the Indian village in Taos? I know, such a bore!