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Another artistic discovery

When Tim and I were walking through the French Quarter last weekend, we passed by Lyon & Lyon art gallery (their site is under construction, so I have no link yet).

Tim’s eyes were drawn to a painting by artist Paul Tamanian (Tim said it was how he wished he could make his bathroom floor look).

I stepped into Lyon & Lyon on Sunday morning, and found out that Tamanian originally worked in ceramics, but ended up using metal, beating the hell out of it in various ways to create his art. He makes sculptures as well as paintings, and the woman at the gallery let me lift one of the sculptures so I could see how deceptive its heavy appearance was.

Tamanian’s work is also being shown at galerie dalray in New Orleans.

And below is some of his art at Galleria Silecchia in Sarasota, whose site also includes photos of Tamanian at work.
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Think Pink

If you ever glance at my LJ links, you may have noticed one for Knottyboy, which is the blog of Wayne, “a self professed liberal with aspirations of slapping the shit out of bush & cheney on Hardball Live!” (His self-description changes periodically, which is part of the fun.)

Our friend and reader Lisa in Iowa followed that link, began reading Wayne’s blog, and ultimately visited, live and in person, Blue Fox Gallery, which features the art of Wayne and his other half, Tony. I’ve seen a photo of some of the art Lisa bought hanging on the wall of her house. It is SO COOL to know that my Live Journal provided a means for them to connect.

Recently, I was reading, on Wayne’s blog, about a T-shirt painting party he and Tony had with some of their friends. Readers of Three Fortunes in One Cookie may remember a conversation in which Shanon asks Phillip if he’s the black sheep of his family, and he replies, “More like the pink one.” So you’ll understand why I think the serendipity of Tony’s T-shirt is another thing that’s SO COOL. Thanks, Wayne, for graciously providing me a copy of the photo. You and Tony help color my world.

Traveling painter

When I was a freshman in college, an artist visited our campus for a few days, painting in the open air at our student center. It was amazing to watch him coat a canvas in paint, then use a variety of brushes, painting and palette knives, and I don’t know what else to rapidly create a still-life, usually a little bit of swamp, a little bit of flora…

My then-boyfriend surprised me with one of the paintings that Christmas. All I knew was the artist’s first name, Ron, and that he called his painting/performance “RonArt.” On a whim, I did a Google search and actually found another artist, Gill Pollard, who’d put this photo of Ron (Edwards) on his site.

Never mind how many years this takes me back, although the onlookers’ hairstyles should be a clue. I wonder whatever happened to Ron.

ETA 10/17/22: This is a photo of the painting my then-boyfriend gave me. It still hangs in my house today.

Coasting through Christmas

Laura tried to hide how thrilled she was to get her lime-accented gifts of the sponges and candles. But I could tell that she was almost sick with joy when she opened her lemon-slice coasters. How often does a two-dollar expenditure bring that much emotion to someone’s face? I knew that my little offering meant much more than the diamond earrings from her husband and that iPod thingie she got from her in-laws. Why, they were struggling all afternoon to download songs onto the iPod thingie. But the coasters, sponges, and candles–those are things that she can enjoy immediately without having to read a bunch of instructions!
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The Secrets of Tim

My friend and writing partner, Timothy J. Lambert, is not only a gifted writer but also sings and plays the violin, among other instruments, plus he is skilled at growing plants and flowers, and he has a way of making dogs listen to him. Many Geminis seem to receive an abundance of talents; disgusting, isn’t it?

But wait. That’s not all.
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