Thursday, October 18, 2012

I Can Smell The Colors

I attended an artist talk last night as a sort of ceramic wing man for my friend who throws pots. (That's pots – plural – not pot – vegetative.) I really enjoy attending events like this. Although I will admit, my interest tends to veer towards the silly factor. Don't get me wrong. I am fascinated by the creative process. I truly appreciated the results, even if I don't necessarily understand them.

What amazes me is this, the minute I enter a gallery I find I must start talking all 'arty', sort of like the news people who suddenly become Hispanic when pronouncing names like Chavez and Hernandez. I start asking about medium and composition and perspective. I become a conceptual interpreter finding meaning in every color choice and brush stroke. At one point last night I found myself in a discussion with an artist over her use of gesso.

I don't even know what gesso is.

In all fairness – the art was truly interesting and in the spirit of The Coast of Illinois, I must add links to the artist:Tom Dykas   and the really cool gallery:


And in the spirit of keeping true to myself, I found this awesome and hilarious site for us regular folks that occasionally need to attend such functions...

although I don't see that happening any time soon.

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