‘Art Uncovered’ Archives
Get off the highway
Get off the highway? I know, I know, last time I told you to Get out on the Highway. But c’mon! It’s summer. The roads are empty; the crowds are non-existent; and it’s the perfect time to visit all those places not so easily accessible in high season. So, before it’s suddenly December and you are w a a y too busy and the roads are…oh, [...]
Get out on the highway
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the Florida Highwaymen – not the sweat and bug-plagued road crews we pass daily – but the 1950s artist movement started by sweat and bug-plagued African American painters from the Fort Pierce area. These Highwaymen are considered by many enlightened scholars and critics as the beginning of the Florida [...]
The Gourd Lady
Anyone who has strolled Cambier Park on the second Saturday of the month is familiar with the Naples Art Crafters Outdoor Art Festivals, when a dedicated group of juried local Artists set their white tents along the park’s dappled trails: painters, potters, sculptors, photographers et cetera. . . and the Gourd Lady. When I exhibit with Art [...]
Rediscovered treasure: An unusual exhibit & sale
No time for summer doldrums, there’s a new pARTy in town that I know you‘ll want to be in on. Art League, Marco Island’s Center for the Arts is busily getting ready for the upcoming 2010-11 season: new installations, new classes, new exhibitions and big celebrations…and they really need to make some room. Just leave it to the creative [...]
Revenge of the pelican
In my last column I expressed some very definite opinions about the 1960’s Collier County Art Scene?including some pretty snarky remarks about the over-abundance of sand dune and pelican paintings. I’d like to think I’m the sort of person who, when they’re wrong, say they’re wrong?especially when no less than twenty-three of my own dear [...]
Ghosts of pelicans past
Have you heard the expression, If you can remember the sixties then you weren’t there ? Well I can remember the sixties and they were definitely not here. I arrived on Marco Island in 1967, and while it was breathtakingly beautiful it was somewhat of a cultural wasteland. Other parts of the country were practically exploding with brilliant [...]
