It’s always a joy when someone wishes to exchange their hard earned money for some of my art. Since I enjoy creating and making textile and fibre art I don’t think of it as ‘work’, even though it is, and as ‘work’ is occasionally frought with difficulty or stress even, between concept and completion. Today I am hoping that my two newest collectors will have many years of enjoyment with my works in their collections.
This week I was pleased to see my 12″ square in the online 2010 SAQA Benefit Auction was purchased by a collector in the USA, Francie Gross. I am embarrassed to say I forgot to photograph it before sending it off, but it is in the style of Timetracks 11
a portion of which is shown here.
It is still up on the auction pages, 2b, at the SAQA online auction which enters its third week this week with the works shown on pages 3a and 3b – just click the link on the page above the pics andyou will go to each in turn. Perhaps you’ll make a bid for some of the interesting pieces still to come under the hammer in the next few days.
A few weeks ago I sold two works to an international collector, a personal friend, who chose “Timetracks 16” and also this one:
It’s not shown in my website, partly because I haven’t ever decided just which category it belongs in, or exactly what name to settle on it. For a long time it went as ‘Untitled’ which I always think is an artist’s cop out.
Yet it is an important work, because it took me into the “Desert Tracks” works that followed and will probably be added to over time. It is a work focused on those aspects of the traditional ancestors of modern art quilts that appeal to me and appear repeatedly in my own work – blocks/units, repetition, and hand quilted surface patterning. The finished edges are applied with a gold metallic fabric, double layered and cut on the cross, left ufinished – also from a time when I was beginning to consider less conventional bound edgings on my work, and burned edges appeared soon after making this one. It has always looked good in local exhibitions here, and I know it will be well placed in its new home.
It just occurred to me that someone with some clout in the art world should declare a day each year to be designated “International Art Collectors’ Day”. I still have the very first painting I bought, nearly 55 years ago with 8s 6d of the 12s pocket money I was given to spend at the annual school fete. It is a postcard-size watercolour of a landmark mountain range in northern Tasmania where I grew up, and I remember choosing it from a whole table of perhaps 50 or so little watercolured landscapes, probably done by the art teachers at the school, and certainly framed by one of the parents’ framing business – handy use for the their framing offcuts, probably! It’s still in the original frame – I think I will do it the honour of having it framed in a more modern frame next time I’m back in Aus – I have always loved it. In addition my parents had several watercolours painted by a cousin of my father’s, John Nixon Gee. Dad took me along to JN’s house one morning when I was maybe 6, and I remember watching him paint a little while I was there.
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