Dispersal of Art - Moving to Mt Pleasant

We are moving to Mt Pleasant, SC and we are downsizing. That means, among other things, that I will not have a studio there. Perhaps later, but definitely not right away. Following the logic, the implication is that there is a barn, which is full of art pieces, and there is no place for them to go.

If nothing else, I am a terrible promoter of my art work. I have never really come to terms with whether it is any good or not, or if anyone truly likes it. I ride the wave of temporary outbursts of excitement about a piece and even the occasion sale. But, in the stillness and quiet of the closet, I peek through the keyhole and wonder. However, I am awash in the kindness of my friends. My history is littered with my doubts of measuring up, being good enough, and what if they really knew. That said, I love my work … the good, the bad, and the ugly.  I am drawn to it  … not always in its wholeness or completeness, but in the compilation of and imagination of it. I fully understand that a piece of work can speak to you. It is a conversation held from inception to the time the brush and palatte are laid aside. All too often with my work, these are private conversations.

Nevertheless, my original point was that much of my work would have to be dispersed in some way. A few pieces would make the journey with me … Picnic Dreams, for above the couch and the driftwood sculpture for over the mantel.

Picnic Dreams

River Bounty

Jim Maland contacted me about an art auction to support Windham Child Care. He dropped by one morning for coffee and pastries and selected three pieces from the barn … a driftwood sculpture, Deep Waters, and two of the tongue-in-cheek birdhouses, Toulouse-Lautrec and Peck's Bad Boy at the Circus. It will be interesting to see what these will bring at the auction.

Deep Waters

             

Peck's Bad Boy

At our new house in Mt Pleasant, a huge limb from our neighbor's live oak extends out across the back of our property. I decided it would be the perfect spot for this piece. Thus, it will make the journey.


                   

I offered special prices for work to my Facebook and BAMS friends. Deep down, I have this lingering thought that they are buying pieces just to be nice. But, like I said, I have great friends.

Bill and Lena stopped by and chose a covered bridge painting.  need pic

as did Lorna from taichi, who chose the purple flower.

Purple Flower

My old friend, Nancy Goodhue (now a reinvented person herself) got a driftwood piece as well. We sat and talked about old times and the new Nancy for quite a while and it was great to catch up with her. I hope her arm is feeling better after the twist  gave it to make her to buy something.

Even though she is running out of places to put them, Leeann came by to get two of the driftwood pieces:






and a sculpture, Facades.

Facades

I also decided that I wanted Katherine to have a piece. There is something about how this piece seems to reverse directions that has always made it one of my favorites.

The moving sale resulted in a few pieces being sold. Bruce from South Newfane got one of the abstract paintings.

                    


Bill from Baker Brook Road (a friend of Paul's) chose the flip flop sculpture.

Flip Flop

Jeri and Peggy ran by after school. Jeri chose the barn board flower painting. It was going in her office at BAMS but was too large for the space … besides she decided on a spot at home anyway.




Peggy wanted a driftwood piece, Starry Night.

Starry Night         

A former teacher from CT bought Cycling and a birdhouse.

Poor relatives. They never saw what hit them. They no sooner realized that I had come for a visit … were fat and sassy from a big meal … when I presented them with the gift sculptures. They were trapped and speechless.

I chose Industrial Devotion for Carl and Lily (it had rusty gears embedded it).

Industrial Devoution

Lou and Susan got Pink … just cause Lou is so cute in pink. Susan is also getting a small flower painting.

Pink

                                   


Peyton and James got a driftwood  piece. James tried it out on his head, but I understand he settled on a spot over the mantel. ( I just noticed that Peyton is "framed" in this shot.)

              

Poor Brittain and Lauren. Not only did they have to put us up and feed us for a week, they also got a driftwood piece called Voyager. I think it made it to a wall in the dining room/kitchen. Seeing as they live at the beach, I went with the nautical theme even though my art rivers and streams are about somewhat darker waters.

Voyager

Anne's cousin Kathy asked for  piece for her daughter. I chose a barbed wire piece to replace the old butt bowl I gave her years ago that was broken.



Paul and I are exchanging pieces of work. He chose Rabbit Holes which I had planned to take with me, but am really glad that he chose it. I am not sure what I will get from him … he is being a bit secretive about it. All I know is that it will be inequitable. I will love anything that he decides upon … I love his work. Furthermore, Paul is a real artist … the real deal!

Rabbit Hole                     

Other pieces sold, but I just don't know who got them … kinda in a daze with all the moving stuff going on:

                      

Daylilies

A couple of sculptures, I decided to hang for the new owners.




                         

I am hesitant to say that there is yet other options for dispersal. Time is running short and in the end there will be work that must leave the barn regardless. Perhaps, they will go to the FREE pile to be picked apart by the yard sale scavengers. I hesitate, for this seems brutal even to me. Instead, I think most will join me at the fire pit. In the flames, I will saver them one final time, and that is not a bad way to go.

BURN BABY BURN!

And then, there were three … I just could not bear to leave these old friends behind.

After the Fall

Portuguese Paving Stones

Dissociative Episode