I am thrilled to announce the Montclair Art Museum is having a virtural exhibition and sale JAM AT MAM. These three paintings of mine, DEER IN MY GARDEN, ROBIN IN THE LEAVES, and BOY IN THE WOODS, will be on exhibit and for sale at Jam At Mam(https://www.montclairartmuseum.org/jam/mam), 6/18/20-9/16/20. 40% goes to the very worthy museum and 10% will go to agencies that serve human need. So you'll be helping charity and the museum when you buy one of my paintings!
One of the most wondrous New York City Events, is the Orchid Show at the New York Botanical Garden. This year's show was spectacular! The theme was kaleidoscope and there was a kaleidoscope of glorious orchid colors. We went with our Granddaughter, Pari, and she is as beautiful as any orchid. Hence my painting, Pari Among The Orchids, Oil, 30" H X 24" W. Alas, like everything else, the Orchid Show has been shut down because of that virus that is wreaking havoc around the world. Stay calm, and breathe in the beauty of orchids, if only through my painting. Let us hope, we will resume our lives, soon, in the beautiful Spring, yet to come.
These five paintings will be on exhibit at La Vie Galerie, 106 Naylon Ave., Livingston, NJ in the All About Love Exhibit. The reception is February 23, 12-4. The paintings will be on exhibit through April 3, 2020. Obviously, what links these paintings is the theme of love. And of course, they were painted from the heart.
I love flowers and gardens, and this is because of my mother. I remember her tending the snapdragons, pansies, and most of all the roses, of every color, in her Los Angeles garden. And I was intimate with those flowers! I used to talk to them, like Alice did in Wonderland. I swung over them on my swing. I breathed in their perfume. I lay under the fuchsia bush and watched the hummingbirds spin over my head. Butterflies filled the turquoise sky, the same color as my mother's eyes. And deeply blue and purple morning glories climbed the fence. This painting is a memory. A memory of a little girl who loved her mother and the flowers she brought into my life.
I am reading, THE COLLECTOR'S APPRENTICE, by, B.A. Shapiro. It's a wonderful novel about the Barnes Collection and the extraordinary art of the Post-Impressionists. The protagonist, Vivienne, is particularly enthralled by the paintings of Matisse. She describes each painting with such delicacy and care, the use of color, the play of light, the shape and beauty of objects and textiles. Thanks to Google Image, I have looked up each painting as she describes it more than once. This has revived my love of Matisse, and the many times I have viewed his work up close at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
So I wanted to paint in the style of Matisse. Especially when I saw my lovely niece, Kate in her mother's house, aglow in Brooklyn light. Brooklyn has unusual and beautiful light that shines in interiors, as so elegiacally described by Pete Hamill in much of his writing about his native Park Slope. The light comes in the window and bathes all in its soft glow. And so it was, that day, in my sister Linda's Park Slope apartment. I believed I was looking at a living Matisse, and I wanted to paint it.
The beauty of Fall is all in the glorious color. These three paintings will be on Exhibit and for sale at the Cornucopia Of Color Exhibit at Belmar Arts, 608 River Road, Belmar, NJ October 26-November 23, 2019.
BOY IN THE WOODS, Acrylic, 18" H X 24" W
PUMPKIN PICKING, Oil, 24" H X 18" W
THE HUDSON VALLEY, EARLY AUTUMN, Acrylic, 24" H X 20" W
Sylvester looked at me with one expression in his eyes," Why?" And I knew he was saying, how could you do this to me? You have betrayed me. And I couldn't answer him and explain why I had got a dog. Now our backyard has lost its appeal for Sylvester, that special sunspot under the tree. Instead a hyper Westie, named, Snowball, runs around full of glee, digging holes and barking his head off, while Sylvester looks accusingly on from the neighbor's yard. A dull yard that holds none of the wild delights of ours. Sylvester I'm sorry! And maybe it means nothing to you, but you're still my muse! (See my page, Sylvester, the Tuxedo Cat and while you're at it check out the new page, Snowball, the Westie. But don't tell Sylvester!)
This painting was inspired by a truly transformative experience. It was as if I had magically been set down in the private paradise of the egrets of Cape May, New Jersey. This was at the Cape May Nature Conservatory. By some miracle, no one else was on the trail. I was alone with these magnificent creatures. I could observe them as much as I wanted. And I noticed they were looking me over too, perhaps mistaking my binoculars for real eyes. One Great White Egret in particular was posing for his movie star closeup, and he was movie star handsome! I've included the link to my YouTube video (Pam Malone), so you too can enjoy this magical experience.