Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Masks
I collect masks. There is something about them that I find fascinating. Firstly, I appreciate them as art, marveling at all the work that went into making them--the carving or sculpting and the metal or bead inlays. Secondly, I love how they are reflective of the culture of the people who made them--what they represent and how they are used. I have them from many countries. Some of them are scary, some happy, some primitive and some detailed and all of them, with 2 exceptions, are human. This one is a small ceramic mask from Mexico. Technically, I would not really call this a mask since it has no eye holes (my own rigid criteria) but I fell in love with the lines of it and schlepped it home in my carry-on luggage. I came down the hall this week and the sun was slanted across the mask in such a fantastic way, I ran for the camera. Look at that eye.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Signs of Spring
After book group last Sunday, some friends and I went for a stroll at the Celery Farm in Allendale, NJ. It was cold and muddy but the signs of spring were everywhere.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
People on the Wall
“Hmmmm, funny.”
I looked up, “What’s funny?”
“All of your art has people in it.”
“Get out, does not.”
“All except for 3 pieces. And they are all women.”
I walked over to stand beside my friend in front of a big piece of Peruvian art called the Tres Hilanderas. We both looked at the painting.
“It's sorta primitive yet modern. I really like this piece. ”
“Yeah, me too.”
"My art is not are not all women though."
"OK, you have the male nudes in the bathrooms."
"Well, where else would you put them? The one in the guest bath is an antique student sketch!"
We walked from room to room looking at the art. You know, she is right. I never occurred to me. I have populated my house with people from all over the world.
I love original art and beautiful fabric. I scout out galleries in my travels and almost always buy a piece of art whenever I am abroad. I have paintings, handicrafts, sculptures, fabric, and fiber art. This eclectic mix speaks of my life’s journey. If you want to know me, look at my art. What do you have on your walls?
I looked up, “What’s funny?”
“All of your art has people in it.”
“Get out, does not.”
“All except for 3 pieces. And they are all women.”
I walked over to stand beside my friend in front of a big piece of Peruvian art called the Tres Hilanderas. We both looked at the painting.
“It's sorta primitive yet modern. I really like this piece. ”
“Yeah, me too.”
"My art is not are not all women though."
"OK, you have the male nudes in the bathrooms."
"Well, where else would you put them? The one in the guest bath is an antique student sketch!"
We walked from room to room looking at the art. You know, she is right. I never occurred to me. I have populated my house with people from all over the world.
I love original art and beautiful fabric. I scout out galleries in my travels and almost always buy a piece of art whenever I am abroad. I have paintings, handicrafts, sculptures, fabric, and fiber art. This eclectic mix speaks of my life’s journey. If you want to know me, look at my art. What do you have on your walls?
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