Santa Fe Gallery Hop
My Brother and his wife, Liz, sent this orange and black collar for Osiris.
Frisco colors. Thanks guys. After I fitted him with his gear, I took a little stroll around town to see what was new with the art scene.
I read about a woodcut show in the paper and decided that it would be my first stop.
Some legit black and white traditional ish. Diggin' it.
The artist's name is Lily Schlien. I got to meet her later that week, very nice lady, turns out I might be doing a show with her and some other printmakers in the future.
Next I headed over to the railyard galleries. I spotted these large woodcuts in the cut.
Even though it's competition, gotta give props. Great work.
There were only two pieces by this artist in the gallery. Mimmo Paladino, Italian.
Shame, I would like to see more.
These f'ers were huge, at least six feet tall. One day printmaking will move to the front of the gallery, and painting to the back. Yeah, right.
Speaking of huge, this is the biggest mirror I've ever seen.
Followed by a tiny painting of shaving cream brush, or whatever they are called.
There was an entire series of these. I love detail.
This guy, Il Lee, was the show-stopper. He covered enormous canvases using just a ball-point pen. I'm talking 60"x 72" peices here. Hand, pen, hours, days, beautiful.
Great photograph of a dude and his bus.
This piece makes me so happy, "Tourists." I forgot the artist's name,
but for some reason it makes me happy. I think because they might fall off the cliff or something. Or because they are naive. Or because we are all tourists. I don't know.
The old-school Santa Fe train was crossing the street as I walked out the gallery.
This piece put me in check. I soiled my pants. I am terrified of spiders.
I would of bought this piece if I had the cheddar. I don't think I've ever been terrified by a painting. I would wake up every morning and stare at this knowing that nature is king.
The artist is Darwin Nix, great show in the railyard.
Creepy. Drawing skills, impeccable.
I stopped to visit my buddy who works at Peaceful Wind Gallery, and he showed me this Mongolian piece that was extremely detailed for it's size. Supposedly Steven Segal was coming to pick it up. I'm not kidding.
I stopped hopping when I realized I was hungry. I went home and made arepas.
Food or Art? Both?
Nice ending to a Saturday afternoon. I got everything accomplished, exercise, art education, arepas with eggs over medium, turkey and cheese, organic mango peach juice, and The Wire.
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