Archive for May, 2010
It doesn’t take much to make an artist happy. Every day there is the potential to find something completely random that inspires the itch to create. I found this box, five feet tall, standing in the abandoned warehouse spaces of the Arts at Context. Each aged drawer containing a myriad of sizes, shapes and colors of the letters painted on the drawers. The possibilities are endless. Using the letters to create visual poetry or using the letters as sentences to be spray painted over and incorporated into paintings, or guerilla art postings of words in surprisingly revealing places in town–replacing letters in signs and tweaking the public dialogue. This could provide endless hours of amusement and revelation. Some girls buy shoes, I collect materials.
I had the great fortune to be invited onto the renowned Annenberg Estate where Leonore and Walter spent the last year’s of their lives in Rancho Mirage this past week. My friend and ex-colleague Mary Perry is serving as the marketing person for what is to become the upcoming Sunnylands Center for Art which will open in November.
The purpose for my visit was to view the totem pole restoration that was taking place by the Hunt Family from Canada of a pole that their father had created for the Annenbergs years ago. This is the family that was famous in Canada for totem poles and also for creating totem pole paint, known for its vibrancy and durability.
Two things amazed me about the Annenberg Estate. One, that the actual house was a simple and exquisite Quincy Jones building on a lot of property so that the property became the beauty of the place, and the fact that the Annenbergs had supported so many diverse kinds of art, such as this totem pole that sat for years on a remote corner of lawn on all this wild acreage.
Unfortunately, the grounds had been stripped and de-gutted of every living, breathing possession (necessary in the archival phase of the estate today) but there was a curiously scintillating square wooden shed that had been built around the Rodin while all this renovation goes on that thrilled me to my core. Knowing this masterpiece was inside this temporary shed amongst the bare bones of a legacy couple’s last shells of life, and that it was poised to be shared with the world real soon, excited me beyond belief, because good art after all should be seen by all.
Whenever my friend Timothy comes to town, my world stops beating on its normal track and flies off into the realm of intense artist dialogue, non-stop laughter, unfinished sentences, hilarity, unbridled friendship and a huge fuel up in the department of creative inspiration. Pink on his ears, Cinco de Mayo, Stella Artois, and singing on the piano with friends till the wee hours, studio visits and hotel bingo, chance run ins and guitars, spray paint panels, this way and that way, and whirlwinds.
And his latest paintings are gorgeous color fields of misty spray paint gradients and subtle surprising color revelations.
No wonder he’s one of my muses.