Sunday, April 10, 2016

Artists at Home: Down by the River.....

In this world of fast and faster
I came upon a corner
that whispered calm and quiet
the peace of an era gone by...

Take a deep breath of warm salty air...
and join me on a tour of artist
retreat of a home and art studio.

Hers is a house sturdily built in the 1800's old old for Florida

survivor of many unforgiving hurricanes
was even moved across the street in the 1920's
I love a good survivor story

flanked by the Indian River to the east
and hugged by enormous  century old live oaks 
and twisting singing palms




the salty home as depicted plein air by artist Lori McNamara

A sweet 'guest house" cottage  next door
was Julie's previous home
and  currently lived in, and loved, by her artist mother...


It also houses a metal roof clad garage
and an outdoor shower
hidden in vines








Julie grew up in this small village
her art born between the railroad tracks and this river

It is the soul of so many of her paintings.

Inside, the handcrafted screen kitchen door creaks and slaps loudly
as it closes behind you


I particularly love theses pantry doors
original to the house, glass and all.

The kitchen once porch is bright...and cozy...and authentic
with homegrown herbs and tomatoes
ripening on the sill.




adjoining the kitchen
is  the turquoise blue 
of the home art studio





The livingroom is big and breezy
cloaked in windows, art, books, collections....and cats.
what more would one need?







Sheba

A third generation artist, her art is steeped in her surroundings
I love the painting of her Granny...
probably in this same river
in the blue first floor bedroom



Hugging the first floor is a wrap around porch
screened and tempting the river breeze
this is where dinner is served nightly
and sunrises are quietly witnessed








Upstairs the narrow century old stairway
is another two bedrooms and bath
and more art
and sleepy cats...


Willie
with those beautiful Dade county pine floors
and original hardware

Art and heart and home....
In a historical little village
Down by the river.

My blood pressure dropped 20 points.
you?


Visit other Artist's at Home :

Lou Mullan

Monday, April 4, 2016

The artist at home series : 'Keep the evil spirit away' blue... Lou Mullan

It is always a fun privilege 
getting a peek into the home of an artist 
right?
cerreus cactus at full moon
This place  that helps them create,
 this refuge that feeds their work. 
where experiments with color and mishaps are concurrent.
where life and art intermingle.

 Some artist's homes are modest.. Some are amazingly pristine and carefully ordered with drawing spaces, painting galleries, and meditation zones. 
Some are a study of chaos, 
but in all of them... the artists are inspired to beautifully create. 
and so....we continue in the series...
Join me.


Enter Local artist Lou Mullan. 
currently working on her website


Beloved former art teacher, Creator, Dancer, Soul of a Gypsy
Color Whisperer. People Gatherer.

upon stepping up to her 'keep the evil spirits away blue' cottage
a particularly striking shade
you are met by a totem of gathered faces
created, in part, by those of us at one of her parties
given a handful of clay...we created faces as we talked....ate...drank.
People gatherer.



Inside her abode is a kaleidoscope of color 
with art mostly hers on the walls
jewel colored glass languidly dangling in front of kitchen windows
walls of art books




 Everything is a canvas...as depicted by the back of the vintage
dining room hutch. 

Now hidden. But the entire back is  alight with this painting
grapefruit groves at sunrise

looking closely...one can see the swirls of color behind the Asian relic


cookie jars collected for decades line her kitchen...and to be fair...the wine and liquor bottles
were from another fun people gathering this weekend.



The bathroom even houses favorite art
and gatherings....
this of collected shells....with faces. 
A seashell party



if she had a spirit animal...It would probably be the crow
prominent in her work
almost human in their expression




Art and books...align the new reading room
once her studio...in the process of moving

family heirloom maps of their old stomping grounds
in upstate NY awaiting their chance to fill the walls...
 Her studio now in the updated garage
often filled with the children of her students...her grandchildren...
the legacy continues


young talent Drew

Outside Lou's home and studio is the beautiful and natural tangle of what is old Florida
fern pathways walking away from the provocative blue

seemingly adopting the color

The mingling of art and home...
Design has to work.
Art does not.

...Thank You Lou.
visit other Local Artists and their inspiring homes I have visited:





Saturday, April 2, 2016

Diner whites....

Love me some white restaurant diner ware
diner...not dinner. Catch that?
particularly on a scuffed up worn out an inch from death
farm table
::cough::

I'm not sure why I love them so...
Have been collecting them for eons
piece by funky piece
I gravitate toward an insignia...
or name on the ware...
like a magpie to shiny things.
Really doesn't matter what it is.
These little desert plates....found in a Goodwill for 29 cents a plate
were bought because we had a wonderful dog ,Rajah, at  the time
I'm not sure I wanna know what the insignia really is

When we serve desert...or birthday cake... in this casa...The mountain of misfit plates are taken off the shelf
because why take only the 8 you need when you can heave 12?.... 
and served...dripping with chocolate frosting...or the insignia smeared with cheesecake.
One is lucky if they get the Cuinard cruise one from 1973 
...or, perhaps,  the Kentucky Horse Park plate when they have licked through to the bottom.
:: means a cruise...or big winnings are in your future ::
Naturally.
ok...maybe I'M the only one that plays that game...
I dunno what you get when Bentley's is your designated
cake holder.....
But it was made from Syracuse China
another proclivity I have
Not so much because of a collector value
More because it is nostalgic....Having lived and gone to school there.

and so...on my thrifting jaunts
I turn over the stacks and racks of plates searching for Syracuse.
Side Note:
I have taken to calling Helen Pearl Keller
Ghost
I can't turn around for a second without her wafting, noislessly up. Smelling where I was
what I was doing.
carry on, Ghost.
carry on.


Today, stumbling through our local craigslist, looking for something else.
I never do that.
I came across a stack of diner plates
from the US Army Medical Department.
right?!
Hey. Maybe they can help out the wheezing farm table?!
Medic!

They hopped in my car...along with some dining cart mugs
from a once was restaurant in Seattle


Diner ware
fun stuff to play with on a rainy Saturday.

try it.

** I found a cool site that can help you with dating your diner ware piece here...I had fun with it
The medical dept plates were from the 20-40's...some laughlin and syracuse china was OLD!


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