Artstreet Art Fair in Green Bay, August 22 – 24

Come see me in Booth 198.

Next weekend I will be at the Artstreet art fair in Green Bay. This is a wonderful opportunity to catch some great art and a meal. Hopefully, you can make it. I will be in Booth 198.

Also, if you are going to be in the area please stop and eat at the Mustardseed Cafe. The family have been wonderful patrons of my work but more importantly I had one of the best breakfasts anywhere EVER at their restaurant in Green Bay.

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Art View: I Get Around

I get around. No. Seriously. I do.

This year we are doing about twenty-five shows between April and October from Texas to Michigan and up and down the Mississippi River Valley. Because of all the getting around we do, this year we began a project to video document the artists and people that we meet around us. The videos are far from professional, but like my friends, I prefer to think of them as authentic. The result is that you will get to meet some really wonderful people and fantastic artists that you may not know are out there.

At least that is the hope. You get to decide. Where possible we will include links to their websites, Facebook pages and their other social media.

You can see more about this endeavor on my Vintage Painter Youtube channel.

 

Lost Things: Beer cans and Georgia

Beer Can Collection LR

Beer Can Collection (Original) by The Vintage Painter

My mom and my twins

My mom, Georgia, and my twins

It was very difficult to paint. It was nearly impossible to be creative.

As such, I had to find something more detailed and labor intensive that required more concentration than creativity. I settled on my brother’s vintage beer can collection. He inherited most of the 600 cans from an older cousin.

Out of the 600 cans I chose some for sentimental reasons and some simply because I liked the imagery on the cans. Almost all of them are from Minnesota and Wisconsin with the rest from Iowa and one from West Virginia.

During mom’s illness my Partner would tell me to go and paint. He would insist that I go and work on it for a few minutes or a few hours. It took me nearly a year to complete. This time frame was partially because painting in thin layers of glazes and paints requires long dry times and partially because of the mental fatigue brought about by life’s situations.

It is interesting at how many shows people of all ages stop and reminisce about their more-often-than-not lost beer can collections, which one they drank in their youth and which ones they remember a relative loving. People have even offered me money on the spot for he Grain Belt cone-top.Screen shot 2013-10-13 at 3.47.13 PM

I can’t count the number of times someone told me they lost their can collection when they left for college and their parents threw it away. During the late 70’s and 80’s the trash-bins of America must have been full of steel and aluminum cans as kids left for college and boomer parents cleaned rooms and garages of “trash” in order to make way for the study or spare bedroom.

Almost all of these cans are as old or older than me…and I’m, um, older.

After talking to so many people and listening to so many stories, I see something more than oil and canvas. I see history, culture, family and my mother.

Beer Can Collection (Original)
16″ x 40″ Oil on Canvas
Framed: Recovered and re-purposed metal and barn-wood. Handcrafted.
$4000 + S&H

Beer Can Collection (Canvas and Paper Prints)
FREE Shipping through 10/31/2013.

Canvas Print
Small, 8″ x 20″, $95 + $12.99 S&H = $107.99 –> SPECIAL $95.00
Full, 16″ x 40″, $250 + $28.99 S&H = $278.99 –> $250.00
Framed, Small, 8″ x 20″, $250 + $49.99 S&H = 299.99 –> $250.00
Framed, 16″ x 40″, $600 + $79.99 S&H = $679.99 –> $600.00

Paper Print
Matted, 11″ x 17″, $25 + $3.99 S&H = $28.99 –> $25.00

All canvas prints are in limited editions and are signed by me.

Two new and then the flu

Yesterday I finished two new paintings. Today I caught the flu. Or it caught me. I’m not sure. Uggg…

So without any wordiness here is the gist.

Jim’s Music

A close up of Jim's Music.

A close up of Jim’s Music.
Original oil painting: $$1200. Size: 20″ x 24″. Unframed. A custom frame is available at an extra cost.

On a road trip I took to Coyote Woman Gallery in upper Michigan in the fall of 2012, I stopped in the town of Escabana, Michigan to research the site of my Escabana Beach Combers painting.

Through serendipity I found this beautiful building and music store. Jim’s Music is a specialty retailer selling musical instruments and equipment across northern Wisconsin and Michigan. Check them out!

To learn more about this painting or my other works visit my website or email me.

Pididdle

A close view of Pididdle,

A close up view of Pididdle.
Original oil painting: $250. Size: 9″ x 12″. Unframed

The source material for this painting is from a road trip my partner and I took to Deep Ellum Arts Festival in 2012.

We stopped in Lebanon, MO and met Roger and Bill. The painting “Bill’s Garage” is also based on that trip. You can read more about that stop and see more images from Bill’s Garage by clicking here.

To learn more about this painting or my other works visit my website or email me.

What is special about the holidays?

Art Elves CMK Working 1Hi Everyone,

The short answer is everything.

Just a quick update.

My partner and I – and about seven other artists and craftsmen opened a little pop-up seasonal gallery in downtown Minneapolis. We are in Gaviidae Commons II on the corner southeast corner of S 6th Street and Nicollet Mall. You can find on the street level in front of the elevator and between D’Amico and Sons and the RBC Plaza. Below is the map.

We have so wonderful painters, sculptors, woodworkers, metal artists and jewelers.

2012-11-22_21-04-13_314Please spread the word. Because we are open seven days a week we haven’t had much time to do many other things so some of us are working in the gallery. Come see us. We will sleep in January.

In the meantime feel free to go to The Art Elves website to learn more about our art and the artist.

Some Holiday Eye Candy in Madison Wisconsin

Click on the image to be taken to the MMoCA website for more details.

See something delicious.

This weekend from Friday at 2:30 pm until Sunday at 3:00 pm I – along with 50 other artists – will be exhibiting in Madison, Wisconsin at the Madison Museum of Contemporary ArtsHoliday Art Fair.

Come out and meet great artists and feast on great art.

Click here for more details and learn more about my work by clicking here.

I will be in Booth RST108.

SHOW SPECIAL

Bring a copy of this little blog post with you and receive a 10% discount on any original or giclee purchase.

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I Cried Today

Wausau Art Festival, 2012

I cried today. Twice.

Let me explain.

When I woke up this morning I saw my partner had posted a long forgotten interview he found stuffed in a virtual folder somewhere is cyberspace. He posted the article and picture of me on my business’ Facebook and Google Plus pages – straight hair and all.

I found myself reflecting on how overwhelmingly significant the moment was for me as a woman, as a mother and as a painter. The tears startled me as they burst out.

That was the first set of tears.

It had nothing to do with the straight hair.

I cried as I though of how significant this moment was for me as a creative child making my way through an often indifferent Universe. That moment in time, captured on such a temporary medium, was a reminder of what the Universe expected – demanded – of me: Be a woman. Be a mother. Be a painter.

They were tears of gratitude at the moment.

In truth, the Universe doesn’t care about much. It only cares about the path it wants for itself and for us. We either conform or it beats us about like a tiny pea pod in a summer storm. All the while it is pelting us with regrets, lost moments and overlooked opportunities.

“Learn the lesson! Learn the lesson! Learn the lesson! Oh, and don’t make that mistake again,” being the Universal mantra. The ability for life’s bountiful harvest to come to fruition depends on our own ability to learn and live forward and not backwards.

The photo was taken in 2007 at the ArtStreet event by Green Bay Press-Gazette writer and photographer Warren Gerds and was attached to a wonderful article. The picture shows Tina Quigley, the Executive Director of Arts Events Inc, presenting the “Best of Show” award to me.

My wonderfully supportive, and beautiful niece, Betsy Bemmer enthusiastically jumps alongside and shares in my surprise and joy.

That summer had been difficult.

I had two very young twin boys at home, it was my second year on the show circuit and the weather had been wet all season. Two weeks prior to ArtStreet I was working the Festival of Arts in Oconomowoc, WI and they allowed the artists to evacuate early due to heavy rains and flooding.

As any art carnie will tell you – that never happens. Needless to say I didn’t make any sales at that show.

Me at the Bike Art Gallery.

At home there was no sincere support for me as an artist and except for a few diehard cheerleaders I was very much emotionally and spiritually alone.I was feeling knocked down and defeated. Really, I had gone to this show just wanting to get it over with and just go home.

I was finished.

When it happened, I was as surprised as anyone.

Tina showed up in my booth with an award. A Best of Show award!

Yes, the look on my face in that picture is surprise, joy and relief.  It was the validation that I so desperately needed at that time.  That award meant more to me than the $500 prize that came with it.  It was encouragement and validation for what I had put all my passion into. Someone else recognized that my work stood out and had value. I wasn’t a hobbyist or a failure or living a pipe dream.

Germany, 1990.

The Universe knew what I needed and gave it to me. I’m grateful. Thinking of it makes me tear up again.

It was a reminder of where I have been and where I am going to.  A reminder of how blessed my life has been because I am willing to make sacrifices to do what I love and to follow my Vision.

It was a reminder of how important it is to have a partner in your life that believes in you and supports you. As I was telling my partner all this, I cried again. He patiently, quietly waited for me to explain through haltingly happy breaths.

Now that hair made me cry.

So the day ended the same way it started – with tears.

Tears of joy, happiness and strength that the Universe has allowed – encouraged, forced – me to embrace my Vision and gave me a partner to remind me that what I need and wants matters.

Like the article, my partner helped me find the truth again. Be a woman. Be a mother. Be a painter.

I had forgotten that too.

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