We are one step closer to having the Russell May prints completed for a permanent exhibit at Jenny Wiley State Park (Thank You Gina Rose and The Kent Rose Foundation). When the Department of Parks provided us exacting specifications on the mats, the frames, etc., I turned to those who I knew I could count on, Larry and Charlene (The Boss) @ Creative Framing and Gallery. It took them hardly any time at all to locate the precise materials and we are now one step closer.
The trip had more than one purpose though. I had previously dropped off 3 original paintings. Among these was one by Kathleen Parker, my Nanny, and another was by James “Parker” Latta, my brother. Nanny’s I have had for over 30 years; Jamie’s for at least 35. I also had dropped off two scenes that were created using tiny pieces of wood, glued to silk. These were made by a someone in WV (Beechwood I believe, because dumbass me didn’t write the name down from the back before they were framed). These were actually re-framing projects and I could not be happier with the overall. After over 30 years, I never tire of any of these.
However, as important as these projects were, the other project I left them with is a decidedly more important and delicate document that I needed framed for protection and posterity. It was an idea of Amy’s and one that I thought to be brilliant and immediately seized on. The only hitch was deciding on the color of the frame and mat. It was ultimately decided that we shouldn’t limit ourselves as to frame color and, even with that, I honestly believe that had I not put my foot down on mat color we would still be going around and around with combinations. The finished piece will perfectly capture the true essence of the document it contains. Of that I have no doubt.
Going a few extra miles to Slemp, and thus avoiding the Hobby Lobbys of the world, is more than about the quality of the product, which is exceptional. It is also about friendships there, and on the way. About fresh vegetables from the garden behind the gallery and about the chance to visit and to stay abreast of our ever evolving region. I have never got any fresh veggies at Hobby Lobby and I sure as heck wouldn’t have found the mouse that, IMO, complements the cookie jar I treasure so much.
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