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something familiar. [d.r. thursday]

 

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NAP ON THE BEACH, 25″ x 55.5 “

we packed it.  this painting.  i will need things that are familiar around me and this is one of those things.  familiar paintings, peace signs taken off the wall from home, comfort-comforters and quilts, the dog and the cat and their paraphernalia, favorite kitchen items, and so much more; all will keep me surrounded by the familiar in the unfamiliar.

we are going on an adventure and i will need the touches of home…to keep me centered, grounded, feeling forward movement.

this painting now hangs in that living room, its horizon gazing out on a horizon also of water, of expanse.  its solace echoing the solace we will bring for each other, two together in a strange land.

NAP ON THE BEACH will hold court over that living room, that different home, and remind us that this new adventure is indeed together – absolutely, positively together and we need not worry or fear.  in the familiar there is comfort.

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our art sale advertisement.

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the adventure will soon begin.  but before that, this ONE-DAY PRE-ADVENTURE PAINTING SALE!

if you are freshening up your surroundings and have a spot in your heart and home or workplace for one of david’s paintings, this 50% off sale may be good timing for you.  browse the site and contact us (email: kerrianddavid1111@gmail.com) with questions or to make purchase arrangements.  all paintings will ship before week’s end.

enjoy your virtual walk through the gallery!

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my husband paints. [d.r. thursday]

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my husband paints.  he is an amazing painter.  i truly love his work.  with both of us as artists, it could be interesting to love each-other, but not love each-other’s-work.  we are lucky to not only respect the work of the other, but to want to lift it up and out there to others, to share it with the world, to say, “LOOK! this is beautiful!”

my husband paints.  his studio is in our basement.  sometimes i wander down, sip coffee or tea or wine and watch his dance with canvas.  i’m aware of the stacks around me, paintings that have not yet been shown, paintings that need loving homes.

my husband paints.  he doesn’t like selling things.  it’s not his gig, so to speak.  but me?  i do like to sell things.  it’s a joy, for me, to match a painting with a person (this usually happens naturally…they find each other) or music with a person’s need for music.  in my next life (ok, one of the list of my next lives…a horse ranch is up there on the list too), i would love a small boutique shop, filled to the brim with things that people have made, repurposed, pieces of something old or something organic that are now treasured parts of a home.

and so let’s combine those things….my husband, his paintings, the stacks, my love of selling….and we get the “in the spirit of love and for the love of space, for art that helps you breathe and for the creation of best days, i offer these paintings” SALE.

visit the online gallery.  take your time.  listen.  breathe.  if you fall in love with something that speaks to you, let us know.  it’s impossible for me not to say, “LOOK! this is beautiful!”  my husband paints.

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autumn hillside night. [d.r.thursday]

Autumn Hillside Night

i can feel the sun over my shoulder, low to the horizon, warming the back of my head.  in front of me the field of cut-grain takes on the color of the sunset and the sky darkens in answer to the summoning of nightfall.  the color is intense; the darkness is perforated by the suggestion of clouds, maybe stars…maybe it’s too early for that, i wonder.  i want to walk up the hill to see what color might lay there, what color might be beyond that which i can see right now.  but i stay still.  and listen to the crickets in the grass, the cicadas in the small stand of trees behind me, the sigh of day’s end.

extracted from david’s painting WE WATCH THE SETTING SUN and then a time-of-day change from the morsel AUTUMN HILLSIDE, this is AUTUMN HILLSIDE NIGHT.

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autumn hillside/autumn hillside night/we watch the setting sun ©️ 2018 david robinson & kerri sherwood

 

 

 

 


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 SEPTEMBER 1 – 16

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peruse the gallery and contact us.

enjoy!

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art-love-it-own it-50%-off-sale.

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 SEPTEMBER 1 – 16

Art-Love-it-Own-it-50%-off-Sale

www.davidrobinsoncreative.com

peruse the gallery and contact us.

enjoy!

www.kerrianddavid.com

 


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separation anxiety

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our dog has separation anxiety.  he doesn’t cry and whine while we are gone (that we know of) but he gets this incredibly sad why-do-you-want-to-leave-me?? look on his face (see:  the dad on my big fat greek wedding) when we get ready to leave to go.  anywhere.  we feel compelled to tell him, “church.  we are going to church.” or “errands.  we are going on errands.” (and then we feel we have to explain to our dog-who-loves-to-go-on-errands that it’s too cold in the car for him to wait during this particular set of errands.)  we have this running dialogue while we are out, joking about how he is asking babycat if we are “everrrrr coming back” to which babycat sneers at him and calls him names, reminding him that we come back every single time.  well, at least we are amusing ourselves.

i have separation anxiety.  (ask my children.)  but i’m not writing about that kind of separation anxiety.  it is about the paintings i have fallen in love with leaving our studio.  it’s crazy.  that’s the whole point of paintings – to be placed where someone will commune with it and draw from it and love it (like me.)  as we continue our virtual gallery sale, i find myself thinking about each of these paintings to which i feel so attached.

and i know that i have to let go.  and hope for as many paintings to have-to-leave-us as possible for, as artists, this is how we make a living, this is how we pay our bills, this is how we make a tiny impact in our little corner of the world.

i truly wish for each of you who have pondered an original painting or have purchased one – no matter where you have done so – to be just as in love with it as i feel about david’s.

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stop by.

this is us.

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this is us inviting you to drop by our virtual gallery sale.  thank you for stopping. xo

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paintings and products.

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50% off sale on paintings

i have stood many a time in pier one or target, or many other retail stores, staring at a canvas print or glass-framed picture wondering if i should purchase it.  the prices at pier one and target are pretty good, not to mention any additional sales and coupons.  they have great buyers and often the words-only pieces or artwork speak to me.  and so i vacillate (cause that’s what i do about buying stuff…ask especially linda or carol about my buying history or, of course, david.)  the thing i know is – i can always return it.  pier one or target won’t take it personally, and then they can put it back into the mass-produced inventory knowing someone else will buy it.

many many years ago i stood in a gallery staring at a piece of sculpture.  it completely spoke to me.  it is a figure bowing and was sculpted by duke kruse, the father of 20, our dear friend.  i did not have any extra money at the time but this piece was wrapping itself around my heart.  i wasn’t sure what to do.  i ended up splurging and purchasing it.  i have never looked back.  this figure graces my studio and i see it every day.  every day i know that duke’s hands shaped this clay, duke’s heart designed this, duke’s artistry lives on in my studio.  i always always feel good looking at this, touching it, watching it grow as i grow.

although i own some mass-produced pieces and love them, with exception (like the mass-produced beautiful print i own that an artist friend of mine drew and lettered) i don’t think that physically touching a mass-produced piece connect me to a real person like The Bow does.  or like the paintings in our home that david painted.  or the little clay house or the beautiful vase that jay made me a few years ago.  or all the pieces of The Girl and The Boy childhood art still out.  not that it’s always necessary, but there’s something about real.

david’s paintings are on a big sale right now.  50% off.  we want them to be in homes where they resonate with the people living there, where they will grow with the family and where they will be touched.  sometimes that’s not an easy decision to make – to purchase a painting; there are always other bills or things to spend money on.

it is for this reason -even-more-budget-friendly- we are also creating products, although not mass-produced, that represent each of the days of our studio melange, our weekly assortment of cartoons, designs, photographs, paintings, words, songs….products that have secondary practical uses like mugs, cards, tote bags, throw pillows, and yes, the leggings facebook seems to want to feature with my blog posts, overriding the actual primary purpose of these posts and products- a little teeny message in your day in this chaotic world.  we offer these with as much sincerity as our original pieces; we hope those of you who have ordered products can feel our good wishes.

the thing i can tell you about these real paintings, though, is how they make me feel.  the brushstrokes are tactile, the color right under your fingertips, the heart obvious.

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