I have oodles of art:
Above the writing desk which I typically post from are
these three prints. I purchased all three at a market in Old Havana. I joked with my husband that we had actually stumbled upon the Black Market, as it was actually illegal in Cuba to sell art without the work being sanctioned by the government, plus while I was picking out art, I was offered drugs by at least a dozen separate dealers.
I have three wall sculptures on the wall in the hall between our two bedrooms: there's
"Dearlette" and
"Acorn Boy" which are both from a series called "The Sleepy Collection" by an artist named
Gosia who I met at a "One of a Kind" show when my last play was in production in Toronto. Between "Dearlette" and "Acorn Boy" is
a carving I bought at a market in Bali. The two sculptures by Gosia are especially special to me because I got to talk with the artist about why she made them - her feelings of her niece when she was born as alien, fascinating and beautiful, especially when she slept were the inspiration for an entire series from which these two sculpture came. Even better, as Gosia explained this to me, her sister came up pushing a stroller with her sleeping niece in it, and sure enough, the kid looked just like the sculptures (minus horns or imp ears).
One of my favorite pieces of art is an artist's proof by Shirley Brown called
"Flinger" that hangs right near our dinner table. I just loved this one - how it evokes hope and flight in spite of the somewhat morbid subject. The remarkable thing is that
Brown took the skeletons of these birds she found and used them as inspiration for an entire show that later got significant of attention, but I bought this AP before the show, as a stand alone piece at a fundraiser for a studio my husband was taking print making classes at.
I got this interesting print
"True Love" by Leslie Supnet who's
work is all about introspection and loss. This was from a local "Art from the Heart" show for inner city artists, where I was also showing some of my own art work for the first time. It was nice because I sold a piece at the same show.
The most recent purchase of art I made was this fantastical piece:
Sir Odobenus Rosmarus Portrait by Angela Rossi, which my husband had on his Christmas wish list. He found it
on Etsy. He hasn't decided where he wants to hang it yet, but I'm looking forward to getting it on the wall.
I've got several more pieces all over the place, like my
"Kitchen Demon," (which is an Indonesian hand carved mask) and my
bathroom pastiche of little art pieces and this
odd little collection of an Indonesian rod puppet, Cuban hand puppet and handmade automaton that moves (which was a prop made my a local artist and friend for a show I wrote) I've also got this very odd unsigned
empty head sculpture/basket by a Portuguese artist. The head is full of branches from a tree that was struck down into the street by lightning near our house on the night we moved in, which means I added some weird of my own to the weirdness.
The only piece that's a little bit sad is
this one . Because of it's size - 4ft tall by 1.5ft wide - I've wanted to hang it above the stairs since I bought it several years ago, but doing so would mean renting scaffolding, which we've never gotten around to doing, so it lives in the closet to protect it from the claws of our cats. I'd really like to put it up. Every time I take it out, I discover a new detail I didn't notice before. I really should get on hanging it.