lecture sunday at the Flannery

 

 

2012 Spring Lecture Series   4 p.m.  Sunday, May 6     207 E. Charlton St, Savannah GA

Christine Sajecki, Marcus Kenney, Katherine Sandoz, Betsy Cain and Mary Hartman

“Artists Discuss Flannery O’Connor”

Sajecki will lead several prominent local artists in a discussion about the power of O’Connor’s fiction and the relationship between literature and painting, drawing and photography.  Kenney, Sandoz, Cain and Hartman will also discuss the original work inspired by O’Connor’s stories they created for the recent “Southern Discomfort” art show.

photograph by Marcus Kenney, belowmarcus kenney

opening reception may 4th

*more images and info at www.1704lincoln.com*

Also opening on the same night:
Josh Yu at S.P.A.C.E, Henry and Bull, 5-7pm
Henry Dean at Little Beasts, 32nd and Bull, 6-8pm
Harriet and David DeLong at Indigo Sky, Waters and Walburg 6-9pm
Great night for an arty as hell bike ride through Savannah!

A Walk in My Shoes @ Columbia Art Center

A Walk in My Shoes is a visual art exhibition celebrating the courageous journeys of people, families and friends coping with cancer. The show’s mission is to raise awareness about and funds for the Claudia Mayer Cancer Resource Center.

Exhibition dates: April 12-April 30, 2012
opening reception: Friday April 13th, 6-8pm
Location:
Columbia Association Art Center
6100 Foreland Garth
Columbia, MD 21045
more information here~

These pieces are roughly 9″x12″, encaustic and photocopy transfer on handmade recycled cotton paper. The vessel pictured was made by Carole Brunone.

Carole was my neighbor in Connecticut where I grew up. I last saw her when I was home on break from college, I visited her in her room at her house in her last days. She had a lot of morphine in her system and was coming in and out of consciousness, but was sweet, irreverent, and happy to see me. She asked, “are you still painting rocks?” I had never before painted a rock, but I answered yes, sort of translating it into a loose metaphor in my mind for all of my artistic endeavors.  I noticed that her hands seemed to want something to do, though the rest of her body couldn’t move much, so I decided to paint on a rock for her to hold and rub. After I left, I went looking for the perfect rock: light, smooth, and fitting nicely in the palm. I found a good one while walking, took it home and painted on it. I was still waiting for the paint to dry when Carole’s daughter came over to tell me that she had passed. I took the rock and put it in the stream behind our houses.

Carole made pottery- she worked with her hands all the time, in the garden and in her studio, making remarkable beauty through her touch. The vessel in these paintings is a base of a lamp that she made, and her husband gave me after she died. I’ve never wanted to add hardware to it to make it a lamp; it’s so lovely, illuminated, the way it is.