June was my first-ever official First Thursday art showing in Portland’s artsy, high profile Pearl district. It was a lucky happenstance to be accepted as June’s artist of the month at 77 Salon (11th & Glisan), as their scheduled artist, the uber-talented charcoal artist Amy Mfuni, was unable to show.
It’s a huge deal to have a showing during First Thursday, as all art galleries in the downtown NW district open their doors, offering wine and refreshments, showcasing hundreds of talented artists, and luring thousands of viewers and art enthusiasts from all over Portland and beyond.
I put an enormous amount of time (and money) and so much of myself into selecting photos from my recent European travels, editing photos, collecting, painting, and preparing frames, and mounting my photos during the entire month leading up to the showing.
The results were incredible and very rewarding.
77 Salon’s owner, Sarah, proudly announced that I officially sold more pieces than any artist in the history of their Art Walk participation.
I guess I have somewhat of a vision when I begin the process of putting together a showing, but even more so, the showing seems to create itself in a sort of manifestation of feeling and emotion. This was the first showing that I’ve actually had a taste of my inner artist. I now understand what Michelangelo was meaning when he said his sculptures were already there, he just needed to free them from the stone.
This production manifested as a romantic, dream-like collection that I’ve named the European Road. I realized its direct manifestation of the situation I went to face in Europe… the dying of my best childhood friend, Jennifer. Jenny was a die-hard romanitic, and visiting her in her stages of death was visiting and experiencing the death of my childhood. It solidified the passing of an era of my life. And confirmed the inability to go back.
The most common response I get from viewers of my European Road collection is that the photos are dream-like. A true reflection to this period in my life.
“How often have you sailed in my dreams. And now you come in my awakening, which is my deeper dream.” – Kahlil Gibran