|This illustration from the book My Mother's Hands will|
soon be stuck on the wall at Archway Gallery.
Right... so I was quizzed. Why at this moment am I unearthing this art? It brought to mind yours-truly hauling out dust laden crates excavated from an underground dripping cave, a cave full of bats... of cracking open troves like a pirate's stash, unearthing boxes and trunks of treasured finished artworks... artworks that lay sleeping for many moons, if not years. Why now to let sunbeams startle the colors awake like so much paper-and-paint Rip Van Winkle-ishness? Okay, that's all a bit of an exaggeration... however, some of the art has languished in boxes nigh on twenty years since my pencil finished caressing the acid-free 100% rag paper.
On assessment, the biggest shock wasn't the fact that these pieces have survived many a move of home and studio, Hurricane Ike which blasted directly over my house, torrential Houston rainstorms, dampness, and divorce... oops, never mind... that last one is another story. Nope, none of the above managed to destroy or disseminate this compilation of children's book art. However, the biggest surprise was the sheer volume. Seven books' worth of the stuff, depicting virtually every subject matter any parent or decorator would wish to hang in a kid's room.
Seems I have a habit of tucking the art away and forgetting about it, then every so often I go "Holy Mother of pearl, Look at all that art!"
*Rears back in shock, hand to open mouth*
And I ask, "Why let this art sit motionless and hidden in the darkness of its vampire-worthy-art-coffin (commonly known as a flat file) never seeing the sunrise, when nice people in good homes, homes alive with the sounds of kids and grandkids, could have it hang on their walls and gain enjoyment from it... especially as they read the book from whence it originated?"
Then as dinner time creeps up on us, I come to the conclusion that a pasta metaphor is probably fitting (hold the tomato sauce)... that throwing the art at Archway Gallery's walls and seeing what sticks and what becomes wrenched away by art-collectors' and art-lovers' desperately needy hands is a good plan. This plan of action first came about in 2005 when the Loch Gallery in Toronto brokered a deal for the final colored illustrations from Love you Forever, the bestseller written by Robert Munsch, published by Firefly Books. Then last year the preliminary sketches for those drawings were sold to Scott Landon on the reality show Four Rooms. See a great interview with Scott Landon HERE.
So, granted there is no art from that particular masterpiece, although there are signed and numbered giclee prints, hand pulled on 100% rag paper and an absolutely perfect color match and size to the original art. There are also prints from Pussycats Everywhere and I Promise I'll Find You.
Hope to see you in the gallery at the opening reception or during the show!
Thanks for stopping by...