HORSE BARN FULL OF ART! :) Imbibe, Immerse and Enjoy are the Words i see walking into the the barn. Today i ventured to Falls park to check out The horse barn with the featured art displays. I was the first one to sign the guest book for the new year so I was pretty excited about that :) I talked to the man who was working and he picks what gets displayed (never caught his name) and he told me that most of the art work there at the time was by high school students. I was told this after I looked at all the art and i was so impressed and i would have never guessed. There are some talented high school students out there. The first piece that caught my eye was a small water color painting by Sherri Sherard. It was of a tall windmill with a winding road and a field across the way. I had the same windmill across from our house and right next to our driveway that curved just like in the picture. I grew up in that house so that painting brought back some good memories and even some bad. My absolute favorite piece was by Yesenain Sanchez. I would have bought it if it was for the fact it said not for sale :( He took a picture of his sneakers, converses in the a puddle of water. It was black and white and it made this happy emotion come over me and great memories of all these shoes I've torn apart from puddle jumping.
My second had to be a shot by Beth deJong, it was so great. It was a close up shot with a sepia lens. It was of a football player with his intense eyes looking through the helmet cage. You could only see his eyes through the cage of the mask. I have issues with football and this photo brought all these feelings up. My best friend in high school was a year older than me. He played on the defensive line and was pretty big guy. On one of his a way games he jumped the over the pile to avoid getting a late hit. Someone got up at the same time clipped his should and broke my best friends neck. It was the hardest moment in my life involved with sports. To sit with his mom and brother and watch him motionless on the ground. Mike was able to walk after four months but he was never the same. He was getting looks from D-1 schools for swimming but all of that was taking away. Mike was just thankful he could walk and that made me realize how thankful i was for all i can still do and I never took a game or a practice for granted from that point. As much as i may grumble I love what i do and i love who i play with. After i left and reflected back on this i thought to myself how crazy it is that one picture could make me feel all these emotions.
It is simple for me to decide if i like something or not. If art makes me feel something deep or convey emotion! I like it. If it is deep and brings back feelings good or bad i want it in my house and i want to see it every day! Because that is magic to me as lame as it seems. I love looking at my uncle Chips Houles paintings, even though I cry almost every time, It is an real emotion and nothing fake and I love how art can reproduce this.
My second had to be a shot by Beth deJong, it was so great. It was a close up shot with a sepia lens. It was of a football player with his intense eyes looking through the helmet cage. You could only see his eyes through the cage of the mask. I have issues with football and this photo brought all these feelings up. My best friend in high school was a year older than me. He played on the defensive line and was pretty big guy. On one of his a way games he jumped the over the pile to avoid getting a late hit. Someone got up at the same time clipped his should and broke my best friends neck. It was the hardest moment in my life involved with sports. To sit with his mom and brother and watch him motionless on the ground. Mike was able to walk after four months but he was never the same. He was getting looks from D-1 schools for swimming but all of that was taking away. Mike was just thankful he could walk and that made me realize how thankful i was for all i can still do and I never took a game or a practice for granted from that point. As much as i may grumble I love what i do and i love who i play with. After i left and reflected back on this i thought to myself how crazy it is that one picture could make me feel all these emotions.
It is simple for me to decide if i like something or not. If art makes me feel something deep or convey emotion! I like it. If it is deep and brings back feelings good or bad i want it in my house and i want to see it every day! Because that is magic to me as lame as it seems. I love looking at my uncle Chips Houles paintings, even though I cry almost every time, It is an real emotion and nothing fake and I love how art can reproduce this.
About 6 years ago, I woke up and realized that my house was decorated as if my mother had done it. Now, my mom has great taste, but my artistic sensibilities were no where to be seen. I took down every picture I had unless knew the artist. I so much more enjoy my home because of exactly what you are saying in your last paragraph. Also, I happen to like titles. You?
ReplyDeleteI like what you said about feeling real emotions and recalling past memories whether good or bad, I think it's important. You da bomb DOM!
ReplyDeleteThanks Eric! :)
ReplyDeleteKim i totally agree about titles, but most of everything i liked was untitled but the best thing about that is you can kind of come up with your own pet name for it!