This week has been a mishmash of people, events, and activities. The end result is that I have little to report that relates to my main purpose for writing this blog.
For the past two weeks, my gallery mates and I have been busy sewing banners to hang between ceiling joists for the renovation of ART Station in Stone Mountain. ART Station was named after the old “Atlanta Rapid Transit” trolley car system that carried visitors from the city out to the mountain, and it is housed in the old trolley car barn. It houses a theater, three art galleries, a gift shop, classrooms, and soon the “Trolley Car Cabaret” with a dance floor and stage for live music. The grand-reopening is September 28th, and we are helping out with preparations and on the night of the event. ART Station is the reason we have studios and gallery space, and so this is the reason we giving back to them.
Between ironing and stitching, I began working on a new collage, but it is a commissioned piece, and I don’t dare talk about it publicly nor share a photo because I might ruin the surprise for someone who follows this blog. I was unsure about how I would feel about working from someone else’s photo, but the photo has enough going on that I am enjoying the work. I hope I do it justice.
Additionally, we’ve had unusually high foot traffic in the gallery this past week. Last weekend was our “Art Event,” in which all the galleries worked together to provide free classes, snacks, discounts, and longer hours. I taught a little class in creating a basic color study collage from magazine art, and we made signs to attract many people who drive by everyday but don’t ordinarily stop and get out of their cars. Then, beginning on Thursday this week, Stone Mountain Park has been holding the annual Yellow Daisy Festival, with its cavalcade of craftspeople and artists in booths, and, surprisingly, we have received a steady stream of people from all over the Atlanta area who were either annoyed by the long wait to get into the park gates or by the heat and crowds up on the mountain. These people now know we’re here, and, hopefully, will come back again.
To top it all off, my gallery mates and I are beginning to collaborate on a line of repurposed furniture, and we actually acquired our first pieces from Freecycle.org to work on: a square-topped table with tripod spindle legs from the 1920s and an Eastlake-styled straight-backed dining chair with mini-arms (c. 1880). My husband will join us in this enterprise, repairing the furniture and preparing it for our decorations. I have been doing decorative painting on furniture for a while now (see below a chair I recently painted for my granddaughter), and the thought of pooling our areas of expertise to create a furniture line has us buzzing like bees.
Hmmm, add an upholstered cushion and some fused glass decorations, and we’d have a true mishmash. Maybe that’s a good name for our new line . . .