Singing in the Rain

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Yellow Stucco House starry Night Red Tulips CAM00352 CAM00348Well, actually not singing with joy, this past Saturday at Palmer Park.   I know we always face the possibility of inclement weather at outdoor art shows; but I am ever hopeful about sun and moderate temperatures.  This particular day I did get hit with hard rain and winds. They blew my standing display over and my canvases got wet.  But my tent is extra sturdy,  and I was able to immediately pull them back into shelter and get them dried off.  The day was most excellent as a matter of fact for an extremely important reason. Instead of selling to dry customers…

I made amazing connections with fellow artists. I always chat a little with my neighbors, but don’t roam around too much.  I want to tend to my booth and customers. But this day was slower with the crowd in the morning and then we had the rain deluge in the afternoon.  We artisans were left holding the bag: bag full of water and a deserted park.  I traded a small painting with Adam Hall, whom I love. That was so flattering that he likes my work too. We had a wonderful time visiting and talking about painting and our lives. We are going to ask to be next door neighbors again in the fall.

I also had a great time meeting Joshua Lee, a photographer who turns out to be a fairly close neighbor in Bywater. I stopped to tell him his fly was down and his blue and white underpants were hanging out.  So of course that brought on all the characteristics of a great conversation, a real meeting of the minds. He was my age and had some really similar views on life, money and grown children.  I most definitely want to have him and his gal pal over for a drink.

One of my NOLA besties was at Palmer Park too, Vanessa or Miss Pie to some folks. After we used our available cash for most excellent iced coffee from the red truck,  we counted out quarters and nickels for snowballs.  Very unfortunately, we did not have vodka or bourbon.   I need a travel container for emergency liquor like a St. Bernard dog wears. Something to add to snowballs.

I did get a special order from Barbara that I am very EXCITED about. It will include a tropical island outdoor vegetable market.

Or Mexican/South American market. With an umbrella and banana palms and date palms in the very background. That will be cool to paint. And some other things I have just done for folks. I like special orders because I am able to interact with an art lover on a higher level. Really cool.

About A. E. Barnes

I was never interested in painting or drawing when I was little. I wanted to read books and study the night sky. I loved to re-decorate my room, and move the furniture around. I was more interested in cerebral things and studied Philosophy and Comparative Religion at the University of West Florida. That was a long, long time ago. Since then, I have fallen in love with the ideas in anthropology, mythology, and mysticism; especially loving the work of Carl Jung and Joseph Campbell. I have also been a student of the Western Mysteries for 30 years. I have visited the inner circle at Stonehenge, climbed the brambled ruins of Aros Castle on the Isle of Mull and walked the desert sand of the Pyramids at Giza. My body has felt the hard seat of camel and horse, venturing far and wide to learn whatever I seek. My parents had an art gallery in downtown Daytona Beach, Florida when I was a baby. 1964, to be precise, during that Aquarian Age of intellectual and social reformation. My mother is a famous southern painter, Diana Barnes. My father is an infamous mathematician and story teller. So, I have certainly grown up in a world of ideas and art. We were a little bit of a gypsy family, touring with my mother on painting trips and for art show events. My parents bought some property in Cashiers North Carolina and my family built a house, living in tents and bathing in the Chattooga River for a summer. I have been going to this family cabin since 1972, enjoying the mountain air and deep spiritual comfort of the place. I spent a lot of my childhood in Ft. Walton Beach and Mary Esther; my mother’s family lived there. My brother and I enjoyed an idyllic childhood, searching for pirate treasure in Old Grayton Beach, roaming the Indian Mound in Ft. Walton or sailing our small catamaran on the inter-costal waterway In May of 1989, I had a crazy idea to paint a portrait of my mom riding a pig in her living room, for a Mother’s Day gift. I got some old plywood and primed it white. Then I began to design the portrait in the afternoon. I stayed up all night working and got up early the next day and began again. I loved painting so much that I continued to find boards, painting on them for the rest of the week. Still lifes, interior scenes of my own house and garden, landscapes from my historic neighborhood. I had finished about 20 paintings in a week. I stopped eating or sleeping; I painted everything I saw and began to use wild colors. I bought a set of good oil paints and borrowed some old brushes from my mom. I had always been in love with the French painters, the Fauves . Henry Matisse, Maurice de Vlaminck and Andre Derain were my new heroes. I checked out every library book on Impressionism and Expressionism. I covered my walls in posters of paintings by Van Gogh and Gauguin. I was hooked on oil painting like a monkey hooked on chocolate covered bananas. There was no turning back. Being an expert at moving furniture, I re-arranged my house, making the living room into a giant art studio. That was week two of my new found painting career. I vowed on the grave of Henri Matisse that I would paint forever! When I first started painting, the Outsider and Folk Art Movement was getting underway in the Southern states. Because I never studied art, I was lumped into this new and upcoming group. I was accepted to prestigious art shows like the Piedmont Art Festival in Atlanta and shows in Miami, Key West, Dallas, Houston and Washington DC. I loved talking to customers and learning about their homes and interests. I started painting special order work for private homes and corporate headquarters. I was able to place my work in wonderful galleries. I was so lucky to be able to sell paintings, enough to pay my bills. Wow, how time has flown. I can’t believe I have been painting for 23 years! It seems like yesterday when I first picked up the brush. I love oil paints the best; but I also use acrylics some of the time. I learned early on to use the best canvas and paints, which insures a high quality painting that will last for hundreds of years. I have exhibited in lots of art shows, presented work in great art galleries in the US and Mexico and sold paintings to many wonderful people including Rod Stewart and Reggie Jackson. Thank you for buying my art! The creative spirit is the most important element in a person’s life. Your patronage keeps me doing what I love.

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