Thursday, July 18, 2019

Life Changing, From Large to Small

A couple of weeks ago I was up in my studio and was finishing a series of still life paintings. This painting is 18x24 and is the last in a series of vases I forced myself to do.
 I had struggled for days trying to "sit" the white vase, alas, to no avail, till that night when I began to dig through my pile of white paints to find a large tube of lead White!
That was what it would take to "sit" this vase down. I worked on the white for an hour and then finally, it settled
I began to put things away, as much as I do (those who know my studio know that is not much).This print, one I had seen 15 or so years ago at the Portland Art Museum, popped into my head. I grabbed a small study I had done years ago that was leaning against the wall and started painting.
"Mum Series #1" 5x7 oil on canvas


A change began in my hand and arm, and brain and I began to see close up instead of from elevation or far away.

The image of the mum, centred and white, made me want to find that in a painting.
Now I am hanging these little tiny paintings in a wonderfully humbling gallery in Harrisburg Oregon. Here is what my friend Randi Bjornstad says about it on her blog, Eugene Scene.

I recently hung a 70x80 oil and wax painting in my hometown library.

On the way back to Eugene I drove through Harrisburg. I had seen the storefront a few times but my schedule, or my ego, kept me from stopping.
After curating many shows at galleries and museums, being the curator at OPUS6IX, as seen below,
https://dancorbin.net/home.html






in Eugene, Oregon, and being old and cranky, and missing the joy of OPUS6IX,
I seldom visit galleries anymore. 
My work is nor "gallery centric" as one of my art critic buddies coined.
I just paint to paint, and I have little say in the equation.
 So FINALLY I stopped at the little Gallery, parked down the block, lest someone who knew my car spot it and walked into what I have to say the best description I have is JOY. 
Shelley was so excited to see me and I was convinced she had esp when she started asking about my large work. Turns out she knew who I was.
So:





 Do stop in on your way through town, you will be welcomed and will leave smiling.

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