Friday, July 20, 2012
Much like the bumble bee in my bee balm above, I've been buzzing between two towns located west and east of the steel city the last couple of weeks..but as promised, here's my follow up from the last post...The Artists Hand Gallery opened to a wonderful crowd last Friday night. I met with the managing director Sandy Trimble this week and she told me that there were more than double the number of people she had expected and even had to make another wine run during the opening...that's a good thing!
So now that they are all up and running I wanted to show off this good looking and thriving new space. Check out the front of this place....
...and here's a few from the inside to give you an idea of this place. The coffee shop is up and running...the cafe is bright and comfortable and a great place to sit and people watch on the main street in Indiana when you are done checking out all the really great local art.
Below are a couple shots from the back to the front with my work set up in the "featured" artist space. The back of the gallery is set up as a workshop area...complete with very cool re-purposed bath tub as a great wash-up sink!
Once again, I just want to add how happy I am to be a featured artist here and wish this place the best of luck. If you are ever in the greater metropolitan area of Indiana, PA, you should make plans to stop by and check out the artwork then kick back for a while with some java. As always click to view bigger...and you can click here to see some close ups of more of my work in the show. Enjoy the pics...later homies.
Saturday, July 14, 2012
|getting ready for Friday night!|
The Artists Hand Gallery will function as a community art center for Indiana, offering workshops in their ample studio space, featured gallery shows, fine art/fine craft from local artists, and a pretty damn fine coffee shop too. That's right....COFFEE too! When I stepped in through their big glass doors and checked out the slick, stained concrete floors, exposed brick, clean bright colors, I had to say,"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore". It is everything you might want and more in a local gallery and art center.
|"Autumnal Landscape with Goose"|
That's what I am calling this little show... "-scapes". The pieces felt a little risky and I had no feedback on most but just put them out there anyways...risk and my own feelings about the works came first. The kitsch elements, like the addition of the seated toy railroad people on the tips of these flowery closed forms, brought a sense of basic human emotion to these otherwise very abstract little forms. However close I am traveling to the land of cheese and raw sentiment, I don't care. I simply like the addition of the little seated folks and am amazed at what power and basic viewer connection a single 1/4 inch piece of mass produced plastic can produce. (This is where I side step a major discourse in Duchampian Modernism...lets save that for another time.) Another work, "Poppy Field", makes an appearance in its yet 3rd composition...this piece has been in 4 very good exhibitions and in 3 of those has appeared in different configurations... 1) "Poppy Field" on its original heavily flocked table top, 2) "Poppy Field as Window Box" on a long floating shelf on the wall with turf, 3) and now "Poppy Field as Hors D'oeuvres" a paired down grouping on an 80's inspired sleek black and red plastic serving tray. Going back to what I was talking about earlier, I made a lot of these forms with the poppy images and now I can configure them in multiple settings.
|"Poppy Field as Hors D'oeuvres"|
Saturday, July 7, 2012
|soon to be...studio.|
|ex-hotel bar turned studio...|
Like I said in the last post, we plan to offer classes for both children and adults, "rent" out studio space to those who already have a little experience, offer a clean retail gallery space, and also make our own work from this space. I am anxious to get it going... in the meantime I have plenty to keep me busy but I still feel like the little man in my terrarium...waiting ever so patiently and peering in through the glass.