Since I started the weekly “Living with Art” feature, I have thought a lot about what it means to me to live with art. Obviously it means that I put a lot of awesome stuff on my walls, but it also means that I love to be surrounded by extraordinary things when I’m in my home – things that are original, things made by hands instead of machines. Could I store my pens and pencils in a plain refried beans can? You bet. Do I want to? I confess I don’t. The following may not be capital-A-Art, but for me, it fits beautifully with the Living with Art philosophy, which is all about filling your living space with the original, the wonderful, and the inspiring.
This project technically began when I got a message from my friend Michelle earlier this week, advising me that she had picked up some dolls for me at a flea market. (So nice, right?!) To my delight, they arrived at my house on Thursday morning, looking as follows.
An hour or so later, I had them deconstructed down to their parts.
And once I soaked and cleaned the heads, they looked more like this:
After three coats of clinical white gesso, I painted all four of them back to a warmer flesh tone and decided that they should become the parents of modern horror – namely, Jane Austen (included for Northanger Abbey), Edgar Allan Poe (included for just about everything he wrote), Mary Shelley (Frankenstein), and Nathanial Hawthorne (House of the Seven Gables).
This piece will be in my shop by Saturday. (If you want to snag it before it hits the market, just let me know!)