Lately, I’ve been rediscovered the joy of finger painting. Sometimes a brush just won’t do the trick and your digits are the best way to get it done. And for me, it makes me feel even more connected to…
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Perhaps this is sacriledgious type talk, but I’ve never been a fan of the Wizard of Oz. I just never really connected with it. But I do love me some Judy Garland. Meet Me in St. Louis? Easter Parade? I’ll…
Some of my art experiences here in Eureka have been of the “iceberg tip” kind. I discover artists by seeing work in person that is a bit interesting, then upon further online investigation, discover that there is so much…
Choosing artwork for your home can be an intimidating process. Sometimes we fall in love with a piece of work but wonder how in the world we would ever incorporate it with our current style?! You know that old…
When you think about it, our entire world, every organism, every object is composed of a system of layers. Artwork included, especially the work of process driven artist Pam Saturday. Employing layer upon layer of paint and other media,…
Mr. Forager’s tastes are a bit unpredictable. I never know which artist’s work he’s going to connect with and I’m often surprised by the ones he choses as favorites. But when we were looking for something to watch after…
In these days of drive-thru’s and fast everything, there exists a ready convenience to life that is intoxicating. Most would say we don’t miss the days of corsets and class rule ( though there’s definitely an argument that both…
I’ve written before about my admiration for artists using modern quilt making as their medium. I love the way these artists are taking an old folk tradition and making it fresh. But there is something altogether different about…
I may have mentioned before how enchanting I’m finding our new temporary home. Eureka’s Victorian architecture is very well preserved, many of the buildings have been lovingly restored or revamped. There is such beauty, grace and elegance to be…
You know what made for a perfect Sunday afternoon for a young Artsy Forager? A few lazy, rainy hours and Pillow Talk on my parents’ bedroom TV. If I was ever tempted to trade my brunette locks for blonde,…