If we left these chairs out all winter they would rust. They are made of metal and two of them came from my grandparents after they gave up their house. The chairs were white then and I’ve painted them many times since. Can’t remember all the Rustoleum colors we’ve used but I bought a gallon of the blue stuff so that will be around for a while. And I love the Sunburst Yellow. We took the chairs out of the garage after the winter and just minutes before Rick and I played our first there horseshoe game of the season.
Louise sent me a message today that reminded me it had been four days since my last post. Those days flew by and what space they had I filled with painting, an activity that respects no time frame. You dive in and don’t stop until it is right. And even when it is, it is only right for then, the best you can do for now.
I finally finished a batch of paintings, twelve or so, a series that was started last year when my painting teacher, Fred Lipp, was still alive. And then my father got sick and passed and we had some family business to settle so I feel we are just now crawling out of a big hole just in time for Spring and this art show at Little Café. We do a promo radio spot with Evan Dawson, on WXXI’s Connections Friday afternoon and the drop the work off on Saturday. Art vs. music.
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