Friday, March 24, 2017

Original Arty Farty

Friday's Arty Farty regime here began in 2007. Originally it had a slightly different aim from the way it eventually developed, over the years. My first intentions were simply to display some artworks I'd acquired for display in our home. Flicking back through the first Arty Friday posts I see that several were deleted (by me), having been videos I'd made, and used copyrighted music as backing, or due to fears about other copyright issues. I recall there was a copyright scare going on a few years after 2007.

For a change, this week I've fished out from 2007 what was Arty Farty Friday #6: a look at a couple of our arty acquisitions. The first still hangs in our living room, the second in our bedroom. These have remained favourites of ours.

Clicking on the second image should enlarge it.

I bought the collage, by Anne M. Morris of Moline, Illinois, at an art and music festival in Salina, Kansas, 2005 - The Smoky Hill River Festival.

Composed of small pieces of natural stone, mirror, beads, and wood on a painted background, the collage appeals to me because the shapes can be seen as almost astrological. There are circles, triangles, squares, and rectangles. The mirrored fragments around the outer rim catch the light and appear shaded in a variety of ways at different times, as do true astrological effects.

My husband particularly likes this one for another reason. Square shapes attract him. He looks on the number 4 as lucky for him, too. There's a link somewhere! He was born on 22nd (2+2=4), he has 4 offspring, one of whom was also born on 22nd, as was the offspring's son. He lived for much of his adult life at house number 1313, which adds up to 2x4. He's not in the least superstitious or interested in anything even vaguely "weird" (except, perhaps the author of this drivel), so his attachment to squares and number 4 is rather uncharacteristic.

Here's another of our square acquisitions, titled Harmony, by Lynn Woodmansee. It's a small collage of ceramic fragments. We bought it from a funny little gallery called "Tin Moon" (see last photo, below) in Abiquiu - seemed like the middle of nowhere, in New Mexico. There was no way we (I) could pass a place called Tin Moon without stopping to investigate. There used to be an associated website for Tin Moon, but it is gone now (2017) and I do seem to recall the last time we drove by there we remarked that the Tin Moon looked closed, deserted, defunct - an ex-gallery!


Wisewebwoman said...

I'm always upset when I see closed galleries and bookstores. The dreams die within. You have done lovely pieces there inspiring and changeable. I like that.


Twilight said...

Wisewebwoman ~ Thanks, yes me too.
I enjoy these two for the art - but also for the memories of lovely trips they help keep fresh. :-)