TELL ME ABOUT YOUR WEDDING EVENTS
A nice lady came into my Cincinnati gallery today from San Diego. She told me she was in town for a wedding and the wedding has four events planned. The first event was a full blown affaire at a distillery. The next event was held in a Contemporary Fine Art Hotel with fine attire, cocktails and art.
This day she and other guests will be bussed from downtown to the suburban Jewish temple for the actual wedding ceremony, followed by an onsight reception. Tomorrow a brunch will be served for guests. This sounds like so much fun. A chance to really spend time with the guests.
I wonder how you celebrated your wedding or how you plan to celebrate your wedding. Please write to and share your plans. I will post as many as I can. Include a photo if you would like. Send them to Gail@gaillundgrenfineart.com. I can't wait to hear from you.
In my Grandmother's house were pine shelves flanking either side of the fireplace. All the shelves were lined with colorful china tea cups and matching saucers. Porcelain is the china clay that the cups and saucer sets were formed. Originally, porcelain clay was found only in China, so that all things made with this porcelain clay was deemed china.
When I was a child, I stared at my Grandmother's tea cup collection and wondered why she had so many. She drank tea, but did she drink out of all the cups? I thought, I should take notice if she drank from a different one each day I visit. Clearly, I had not yet learned the art of collecting.
Over the years, I studied the shapes of the cups with the handles. Each handle cascading off the unique sloping surface. I marveled at the line-up of tea cups and matching saucers leaning behind the cups like backdrops to a play. The real star was the cup and it’s fancy handle and the wonderful painted colors.
My porcelain artwork lines up very pretty and the sculpted design is the star. Every shape formed becomes the backdrop. That is as close as my porcelain comes to Grandma’s porcelain.
Grandma’s collection takes me back to a quiet time when we truly sat still and quiet. We really enjoyed the look of our collection. Time moved slower. I can’t go back to her house, but I can make something new out of the china clay used in those cups. I could call my artwork china. It would be the truth.