Unexpected Gifts to Artists
Sometimes, when it is hard to remember you are an artist because other events crowd in on you in life, there are gifts that come along to remind you about your real passion, art.
One that came to me last year, but has come around at the exact moment I need it most at present, was an invitation to exhibit in a solo show at the Albany Arts Council in Albany, Georgia. The date has come around, for April 2013, at a point when it is most helpful in my life.
Brush or Stylus: Jeannine Cook's Choices will open with a reception from 6-8 p.m. on Thursday, April 4th at the Albany Arts Council. Later, on April 30th, I will be giving an informal talk at a Brown Bag Lunch.
This is the image used on the invitation, a silverpoint and copperpoint drawing I did of the wonderful, luminous big-flowered azaleas so typical of spring in the Southeast of the United States.
The exhibition will include watercolours - mostly landscapes of coastal Georgia - and silverpoint drawings of flowers, trees and other subjects that lend themselves to this high key lustrous medium. Since the silver, gold or copper that I use in a stylus cannot be erased, the drawing is always an adventure.
Another gift I was recently given out of the blue was being selected by curator Tania Becker to be included in a six-artist exhibition at Spruill Gallery, Atlanta, Formations: Patterns in Nature. Four of my silverpoint drawings, two on a white ground and two on a black ground, were selected.
The exhibition opened on 14th March and will run until June. It sounds to be an interesting show and I was crestfallen not to be able to get to its opening. Nonetheless, being in the show was an unexpected surprise.
Another gift from the blue is always when an artist gets a phone call from a collector who says that they have moved to a new home and feel that another "Jeannine Cook" drawing or painting is needed. What a delicious compliment.
These are the sort of gifts that any artist appreciates, but in my case, as I sit with my husband in a hospital room, far from my studio world, these are vital reminders of my other self. The gods are kind!