My father was 42 when he painted "Valhalla ", oils thinned with turpentine to create a watery feel, something I also gravitated towards when I was using oils, and also now with inks and acrylics. They say you never really lose your first drives as a painter, and I started with water colors, so...
My father started drawing and painting as a young teen, and wanted to be a professional artist. But the familiar caution, "From this one makes a living?" steered him towards medical school. We grew up hearing that the quota on Jews at the University of Buffalo is what kept him from medical school- but as he was dying in hospice, he told me th
Echo Art Fair in Buffalo was a great success- sales, purchases and new friends.
Photo by Cheryl Gorski.
The month of May opens with a great group show at State of the Art Gallery in Ithaca on Friday May 6, then an open studio from 10-3 pm at the Mink Gallery, 614 North Cayuga Street.
One week later I'm in Buffalo for the Echo Art Fair at the OSC Manufacturing, 1001 East Delavan in Buffalo NY. The first Echo was held at the old Central Train Station on Buffalo's East Side, then moved to other locations. Now it's back in what promises to be a great setting.
Feeling the weight of history these days, the untimely death of Cornell's president Beth Garrett, the passing of our son Dan three years ago last month, my mother three years ago this month, my father in June of 2014- feelings of nostalgia, as much as loss, and as I age, the sense of a limited horizon. So why not put some thoughts down?
My father was 42 when he painted "Valhalla ", oils thinned with turpentine to create a watery feel, something I also gravitated towards when I was using oils, and also now with inks and acrylics. They say you never really lose your first drives as a painter, and I started with water colors, so...
My father started drawing and painting as a young teen, and wanted to be a professional artist. But the familiar caution, "From this one makes a living?" steered him towards medical school. We grew up hearing that the quota on Jews at the University of Buffalo is what kept him from medical school- but as he was dying in hospice, he told me th