A quote from Grant Wood describes a condition from which he and many of us suffer: taking too much for granted. Wood said, "...To my great joy, I discovered that in the very commonplace, in my native surroundings, were decorative adventures and that my only difficulty had been in taking them too much for granted." Woods' words ring with truth. My goal as an artist is to capture the wonder of the often overlooked ordinary, the commonplace beauty around us, those little details that make all the difference in our daily lives. The rough hue of rocks, lush blue woodlands, weathered wood grains, and distant meandering dirt roads never cease to appeal to me. I attempt to share the beauty from which routine blinds us. My work can be purchased on ebay or by contacting me personally.
Sunday, June 7, 2015
The Sugar Canister 8x10
My mother loved food, loved to cook it; hence, she was a good cook. The center of our home was the kitchen and the "den,"which included a big table. Family gatherings always involved good food and a lot of it. Her kitchen was always "in process," meaning something was on the bar, on the stove, in mid-preparation. Things were always happening in the kitchen. Bowls were out, ingredients were staged on the bar, and FOOD was being called into existence. Her brownstone canisters were a mainstay of this culinary landscape. In contrast, I don't even own a set of kitchen canisters. I enjoy clean counters, NO CLUTTER. If I want something I get it out, use it, and back it goes. How this contradiction of genetic code happened, I don't know. I consider kitchen canisters a nuisance, something else to clean and deal with. Sorry Mom. You gave me so much, but the canisters went with the wind.