Loyal Patrons

With the sad news of the flooding in Houston, I’m reminded of the wonderful Texas patrons we have.  Though we’ve never done a show in Houston, we’ve done several shows in Austin and the Dallas-Fort Worth area several times with my work, Robin’s and our collaborative work.  Some of my most loyal patrons are from Austin, Richardson and the Fort Worth area.

Just this spring at the Northern VA Fine Art Festival in Reston, a couple  walked into our booth and with a surprised look on their faces, inquired if we’d done the Fort Worth Art Fair 15 years ago.  They recognized my surfaces, and coincidentally we have now returned to the boat shape, something we worked on many years ago.  They told us how much they’ve enjoyed the sculpture they purchased then and informed us of their “canoes” voyage from Texas to St. Louis, Mo and then on to Reston, VA.

 

Ark installationThis is the sculpture they purchased in Texas, and much to our joy, they purchased a little gondola with calla lilies and a copper base on that spring day this year in Reston.Gondola w callas

In the Moment

A lot of things haven’t turned out as we expected this year, which shows how ineffectual expectations are.  But we are in a better place now than any other time this year. The year began on another roller coaster–such is the life of artists.  We’re used to that.  But I was particularly burnt out on most everything.  A number of issues came together to turn us in another direction to market our work.

As a result, for the first time in 20 years we’ve been home all spring and summer without wheeling all over the country for art fairs.  The result has been comforting and restful, though a financial hardship.  We’re sorely in need of a vacation without connection to the outside world and the worries of marketing.  But being home has at least been without the horrendous stress of getting to and from the shows, the stress and danger of set-up and tear-down and the stress of being without our heavenly creatures.

So now that I’m getting the past tucked away and not focusing on the possible nightmare scenarios of the future, I’m coming back to the  center, in the moment.  The creative flow is back.  For a while now it has been momentary and with herky jerky contact, a result of high stress levels and not enough decompression.  It’s a matter of regaining conscious awareness of choosing to do what we do best and having faith that we’ll be carried by the universe to what ever purpose we can serve.

The new work is awesome already and getting better everyday.  We are extending the journey of marrying textures, materials and color. By experimenting with both new materials and new methods with already familiar materials, we are refining the textures.  Deconstruction of the surface to produce more layering has become much more important than in the past.

As a result, we’re looking forward to a schedule of shows beginning with the Memphis Riverarts later this month.  After our break, and armed with new ideas, I’m looking forward once again to shows.  As Robin said just the other day, the art fairs are instant gratification.  And they are–from the moment set-up ends until tear down begins on the last afternoon.  That in-between-time of the actual show is, or at least used to be wonderful….Talking to interesting patrons, selling art, seeing fabulous homes, visiting with artists, seeing some wonderful art and craft and alas eating wonderful food in little bistros.  It was a good time, and it will be again.  Here we come Memphis, Bonita Springs, Miami, Baltimore, St. Paul…….