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Laurence Gartel: A Portrait of an Icon by Shel St Clair #portraitartist ...

2024-12-27T09:35:00.000-08:00

Anniversary Bouquet

2024-12-23T14:39:00.000-08:00

"The Anniversary Bouquet." This original still life, measuring 16x22 inches and rendered in watercolor, is a testament to the versatility of the medium. It resonates deeply with personal significance, showcasing my commitment to honing my craft and inviting you to appreciate the depth of my work.

In this piece, I have invited viewers into a vibrant floral arrangement that bursts with life, exuding energy and vitality. The bouquet features a harmonious blend of roses, lilacs, and various other blossoms, each meticulously painted to convey a dazzling spectrum of colors—delicate pinks, warm oranges, and soft lavenders—all vying for attention yet working beautifully. The flowers are displayed in a green vase, adorned with intricate designs that add charm and elegance. I chose a surface beneath the vase that subtly reflects the colors of the blooms, enhancing the unity and balance of the composition.

One of my favorite elements of this artwork is the dramatic interplay of light and shadow. I imagined the light source streaming in from the left, illuminating the rich textures and vivid colors of the flowers and vase. The deep, dark background contrasts beautifully with the bouquet, ensuring it remains the piece's focal point. This dynamic contrast invites viewers to linger, explore, and appreciate every nuanced detail I've lovingly captured.

Inspired by a heartfelt anniversary gift, this painting is more than just a representation of floral beauty; it encapsulates love and cherished memories. The juxtaposition of bright light against dark wallpaper adds depth and complexity, making "The Anniversary Bouquet" a truly inspirational and uplifting addition to any space. I hope it resonates with you as much as it does with me.

Portrait of Laurence Gartel by Shel St Clair for Bitton Art Gallery

2024-12-21T16:54:00.000-08:00

Check out this mesmerizing piece; it is a commissioned Portrait of the father of digital art, Laurence Gartel! 🎨✨

This 18x24 ink artwork uses a stunning stippling technique to bring the subject to life, with each dot meticulously placed to capture the moment's essence. 🖋️🔍

Look at those red-framed glasses pop against the monochrome background - a perfect blend of tradition and modern flair! 😎❤️

Part of an exclusive showcase at Bitton Art Gallery in Fort Lauderdale, this portrait is a testament to the power of pointillism in contemporary art. 🖼️🎉

Available at gallerystclair.com

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Bitton Art Gallery Presents: "The Future is Now: Masters of Art"

2024-11-04T13:15:00.000-08:00

Experience the digital art revolution!

Join us for a FREE exhibition celebrating the groundbreaking work of digital art pioneers and classical masters. This immersive journey bridges the past with the future, showcasing legendary digital artist Laurence Gartel (aka the Godfather of Digital Art) alongside the exceptional talent of Shel St. Clair.

Event Details:

Date: November 10, 2024
Time: 6 PM - 9 PM
Location: Bitton Art Gallery, 100 N Federal Hwy, Suite 120, Fort Lauderdale, FL 33301
Admission: FREE (RSVP required due to limited capacity)

What to Expect:

Groundbreaking Digital Art: Witness Laurence Gartel's iconic works—from his collaborations with music legends to his revolutionary impact on the digital art world. Discover the captivating artistry of Shel St. Clair.
Exclusive Q&A: Meet Laurence Gartel in person and participate in an exclusive Q&A session.
A Celebration of Creativity: Explore masterpieces that redefine art in the digital age and inspire innovation.

RSVP & More Info:

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If Art Could Talk Series: The Miraculous Journey of an Early Christian Sarcophagus: From Ancient Rome to Modern America

2024-10-31T21:24:00.000-07:00

I am an ancient marble sarcophagus, a silent witness to nearly two millennia of history. My story begins in the early days of Christianity, around 300 AD, when skilled artisans in Rome brought me to life. Their chisels carefully carved intricate scenes into my surface, depicting moments from the lives of Saint Peter and Christ. Little did I know then that my journey would span continents and centuries, transforming me from a sacred burial vessel to a garden ornament and finally to a treasured piece in one of the world's most renowned museums.

I am a little over two feet tall, almost seven feet long, and slightly over two feet wide. My face bears the most detailed and intricate carvings, predominantly focusing on scenes from the life of Saint Peter. This emphasis is not by chance - it reflects the growing importance of Peter in the early Church. This choice would prove prophetic as the centuries passed and the papacy became prominent.

Other scenes etched into my marble surface include Jesus Christ, shown in profile, seated on a colt as He enters Jerusalem - a depiction of the triumphant entry on Palm Sunday. Another carving illustrates the miracle of the loaves and fishes, where Jesus feeds the multitude with seemingly insufficient provisions. Each of these scenes and others creates a rich tapestry of biblical storytelling in stone. I am a visual narrative, bringing to life key moments from the Bible with remarkable detail and artistry.

I came into being during a pivotal time in history - the reign of Roman Emperor Constantine. His decision to embrace Christianity changed everything. The Edict of Milan in 313 CE granted religious tolerance throughout the Roman Empire, effectively legalizing Christianity and marking the end of centuries of persecution. Suddenly, the faith that had once been forced into the shadows could step into the light. I represent this new era of religious freedom and expression, one of the first pieces of Christian art that could be created openly and boldly without fear of reprisal.

For centuries after my creation, my whereabouts were well known. I was thoroughly documented and illustrated by engraving in a comprehensive book of surviving Early Christian sarcophagi published by Raffaele Garrucci in 1879. Following this publication, my engravings continued appearing in art history books, cementing my importance in studying Early Christian art.

But then, something unexpected happened. By 1909, scholars officially declared that nobody knew where I was. Yikes! I had seemingly vanished, lost to time and changing ownership. For decades, art historians and archaeologists could only study me through Garrucci's engravings, lamenting the loss of such a significant artifact. I became a holy grail for scholars of Early Christian art - known to exist but lost to existence.

Unbeknownst to the scholarly world, I had embarked on a grand adventure across the Atlantic! A painting and a photograph from the early 20th century provided the first clue to my whereabouts. These images depicted the Walter Jennings estate in Burwood, New York, and remarkably showed me adorning the estate's lawn. This revelation was astounding - not only had I survived, but I had somehow made my way to the United States. (Probably across the southern border, lol)

My journey from Rome to this New York estate remains mysterious. How and when the Jennings family acquired me is still unknown. However, my presence on American soil marked a significant chapter in my history, transforming me from a lost relic to a piece of decorative garden art.

The Jennings family saw me as more than just an ancient artifact. In a creative (albeit controversial from an archaeological standpoint) repurposing, they converted me from a sacred burial vessel into a fountain for their hidden garden. This transformation is a testament to historical artifacts' changing perceptions and uses over time.

During my time at Burrwood, I underwent both restoration and damage. The Jennings family, recognizing my artistic value, restored some of my damaged panels. This intervention likely preserved details that might have been lost to time and the elements. However, I also suffered additional damage during my stay, losing a portion of the lower right edge of my intricate carvings.

Today, I hold a place of honor in The Metropolitan Museum of Art's collection, where I am recognized as a significant piece documenting the origins of Christian art. My rarity magnifies my importance - I am the only work of my type in America, making me a unique treasure in the landscape of American museums.

I offer visitors and scholars alike a tangible connection to the early days of Christianity. My carvings provide

I Want to Buy Fine Art Prints Online: A Buyer's Guide

2024-10-23T11:28:00.001-07:00

The internet has revolutionized art acquisition, opening up a world of possibilities for collectors of all levels. It introduces a diverse collection of artists to the average buyer in a manner that no local art fair can. However, buying limited editions or fine art prints online requires some due diligence. This guide explores best practices for discovering emerging artists, assessing value, negotiating prices, and understanding the advantages and disadvantages of online art purchasing.

Finding Emerging Artists: Beyond the Algorithm

A multifaceted approach works best to discover promising artists online. If you just' Google' it, you are subject to simple algorithm-driven searches. While platforms like Instagram, Pinterest, and TikTok can showcase vibrant visual work, critical evaluation is paramount. Don't solely rely on follower counts (these can be faked) or superficial aesthetic appeal (this can be photoshopped). Consider these strategies:

Explore Online Art Communities and Forums:

In an online universe beyond Facebook and Reddit, artists gather to discuss, post work, and socialize. Here, the cream rises quickly to the top. This technique works because the art you see will be posted by its creator to connect to the ART community. Engage in discussions, ask for recommendations, and discover artists actively engaging with their audience. Here are a few to get you started:

Attend Online Art Fairs and Exhibitions:

Many galleries and organizations now host virtual art fairs and exhibitions. This is a good hunting ground if you are seeking more established artists. These events provide a curated selection of artists and offer an opportunity to learn about their work directly from them or their representatives. These are excellent:

Follow Curated Accounts and Blogs:

Numerous online platforms and blogs specialize in showcasing emerging artists. This is tricky because everyone has an opinion, but not everyone's opinion is of equal value. Look for resources that provide critical art commentary and insights from established sources, not just pretty pictures. I have gathered a few worthy sources for you to start with:

Seek Out Artist Residencies and Programs:

Artist residencies and programs often feature the artists' work for sale online and provide information on their backgrounds and artistic development. These are generally emerging artists who seek to develop their talent in a committed way. Here are some of the best:

Visit Art Schools and University Websites:

Many art schools and universities have online galleries displaying student and faculty work. This is a great place to discover talented artists early in their careers and buy at affordable prices.

Determining Value: Beyond the Hype

Assigning monetary value to art is complex. Established artists have well-defined market values based on a broad appreciation of their talent and artwork. However, assessing the potential value of an emerging artist's work requires a different approach. Instead of focusing on immediate economic return, consider these factors:

Artist's Background and Training:

Research the artist's education, experience, and exhibitions. A solid educational background and participation in reputable exhibitions suggest a higher skill level and commitment.

Artistic Style and Technique:

Consider the artist's unique style, technical proficiency, and the originality of their work. Look for distinctive elements that set their art apart and suggest lasting appeal.

Critical Reception:

Search for reviews, articles, or blog posts that discuss the artist's work. The positive critical response indicates recognition within the art community.

Artwork Condition:

For prints, examine the quality of the paper, ink, and printing process. Look for any signs of damage or imperfections. High-resolution images are crucial for assessing conditions online. Request additional photos or videos if needed.

Edition Size and Numbering:

A smaller edition size generally increases the value of prints. Ensure the print is numbered correctly and signed by the artist, indicating authenticity. Look for information regarding the printing techniques used (e.g., giclée, silkscreen, lithograph).

Buying Direct from the Artist vs. Third-Party Retailers:

Buying directly from the artist offers several advantages:

Lower Prices:

Eliminating gallery or retailer markups can save significant costs, especially for emerging artists.

Building a Direct Relationship:

This fosters a connection with the artist and allows personalized communication and potential future collaborations.

Support for the Artist:

Purchasing directly provides more significant financial support to the artist.

Guaranteed Authenticity:

Buying directly minimizes the risk of counterfeit or misrepresented artwork.

However, buying from artists directly also has potential drawbacks:

Limited Payment and Shipping Options:

Artists might have fewer payment options or shipping services than established retailers.

Higher Risk:

There's a slightly higher risk of encountering issues with delivery or communication.

Less Customer Service:

Artists may have a different level of customer service infrastructure than larger retailers.

Conversely, buying from galleries or home decor stores offers convenience and established processes but often at a higher price point with less direct artist support. They may also provide framing and delivery services that individual artists might not.

Negotiating Price:

Negotiating prices with artists is often possible and encouraged, especially when purchasing multiple prints or larger-sized pieces. Be polite, respectful, and appreciative of their art—research comparable prices for similar artworks from the same or similar artists.

Here's a suggested approach:

Express genuine interest: Show enthusiasm for the art and the artist's work.
Offer a fair price: Research similar artworks online to support your offer.
Be prepared to compromise: Negotiate a mutually acceptable price.
Maintain professionalism: Keep your communication respectful and professional.

Advantages and Disadvantages of Online Art Purchasing:

Advantages:

More comprehensive Selection:

Access to a global marketplace of artists and artworks far exceeds what's available in local galleries.

Convenience:

Shopping from the comfort of your home, 24/7.

Cost Savings:

Potential for lower prices due to direct purchasing and reduced overhead costs for artists.

Easy Comparison Shopping:

Easily comparing artworks from multiple artists and retailers.

Detailed Information:

Access to detailed information about the artwork, artist, and printing techniques.

Disadvantages:

Lack of Physical Inspection:

The inability to physically see and assess the artwork before purchase presents a risk. High-resolution images are crucial to minimize this risk.

Shipping and Handling:

Shipping costs and potential damage during transit are vital concerns.

Risk of Fraud:

Counterfeit artworks or scams are a genuine risk; cautious verification is essential. For any original work, get a certificate of authenticity.

Limited Customer Service:

There is less direct access to customer service than brick-and-mortar galleries.

Copyright Infringement:

Verify that the artist holds the proper copyright before purchasing. Google image search works amazingly well.

Conclusion:

Buying fine art prints, limited editions, and original works online offers distinctive opportunities to discover talented young artists and build a personal collection. However, carefully considering the above factors is critical for making informed and successful purchases. I recently helped a gallery owner ferret out an artist they represented who passed off photoshopped pics as prints of original works.

Remember that due diligence, critical assessment, and direct communication with artists are paramount to navigating this exciting and dynamic marketplace. By following these best practices, you can confidently acquire art prints that bring aesthetic pleasure and long-term value to your collection. - Shel St. Clair (Artist) and Jon F. Sazonoff (Art Historian & Art Crime Expert) in collaboration

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2024-10-19T23:33:00.001-07:00

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Whispers from the Agora: The 2,500-Year Tale of an Ancient Greek Hydria

2024-10-18T15:08:00.000-07:00

Greetings, dear reader! I am the Hydria urn, a proud exemplar of ancient Greek pottery, born from the skilled hands of Athenian artisans circa 450 BCE. Allow me to regale you with my tale, for I am not merely a vessel but a bearer of history, art, and the whispers of antiquity.

My creation was a collaborative dance, as was common in those days. A master potter first shaped my elegant form from the finest Attic clay, its high iron content promising the vibrant orange-red hue that would become my signature. Then, some clever painter with an eye for beauty and storytelling adorned my surface with scenes that would captivate viewers for millennia.

Ah, but I am getting ahead of myself! Let me first explain my original purpose. I am a hydria, a water carrier of great importance in ancient Greek daily life. My three handles – two horizontal for lifting and one vertical for pouring – made me a practical choice for the busy households of Athens. But do not mistake me for a mere utilitarian object; I am a work of art, a canvas for the stories and myths that shaped the Greek imagination.

Of the million hydras, why am I so special? Many of my clay brethren bore geometric patterns or scenes from mythology. But my creator chose a rare and captivating subject. Upon my curved surface, you will find none other than Sappho, the famed poet of Lesbos, reading from a scroll while three attendants look on in rapt attention. This scene is a departure from the norm, as contemporary figures were seldom depicted in Greek art of the time.

You might wonder why I bear such an unusual image. Let me tell you a secret – it's all about market demand. You see, while I wasn't a commissioned piece (pottery was quite common and easily acquired in those days), my creators were savvy enough to know what would catch the eye of potential buyers. A scene featuring the beloved Sappho? Now, that was sure to turn heads in the agora!

I must confess that I don't know my creators' names. That's because most Greek vases are unsigned. However, thanks to the meticulous work of scholars like Professor J. D. Beazley, who identified over 500 distinct artistic styles, we can at least group similar works together. One day, some clever archaeologist may connect the dots and give a name to the talented individuals who brought me into being.

You might think that being a hydria would make me relatively standard, but I assure you, I am anything but! My popularity was such that even the Romans, those great admirers (and imitators) of Greek culture, saw fit to create copies of me. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, after all!

Let's talk about my clay for a moment, shall we? I'm made of the finest Attic clay sourced from the region around Corinth. This clay is renowned for its high iron content, which gives me my distinctive orange-red color and a lustrous sheen when fired. This material has allowed me to survive for over two millennia, a testament to the skill of my creators and the quality of their materials.

Now, I mentioned earlier that I'm an oddity in terms of my decoration. While Greek literature of the time was full of tales of victory from the Persian Wars, artists seemed curiously uninterested in depicting these historical events or figures. Instead, they preferred to focus on grand mythological battles, particularly those between Greeks and Amazons. But here I am, proudly displaying a scene of intellectual pursuit rather than martial prowess. Perhaps my creator was making a statement about the power of the written word.

Oh, the stories I could tell you about my journey through time! I've witnessed the rise and fall of empires, survived countless generations, and even endured the perilous excavation process. I was unearthed in Kimissalla, Greece, though I can't say I remember much about my time underground. It was a long nap.

You can find me holding court at The British Museum in London these days. It's quite a change from my humble beginnings as a water carrier, but I enjoy the attention. Scholars and art enthusiasts worldwide admire my form and ponder the scene on my surface.

As I reflect on my long existence, I can't help but feel a sense of pride. I am a survivor, a link to a world long past. Modern observers can glimpse ancient Greece's daily life, artistic sensibilities, and cultural value through me. I am a testament to the skill of ancient craftsmen, the enduring power of art, and the complex interplay between commerce, culture, and creativity in the ancient world.

But let's not forget, I'm not just an object of scholarly interest – I'm also quite the conversation piece! Imagine the dinner parties I could enliven with tales of my adventures. "Oh, you went to Paris last summer? How quaint. I once held water for Pericles!" (Perhaps I didn't, but a hydria can dream, right?)

Speaking of dreams, I often wonder about the many hands that have held me over the centuries. From the potter who shaped me to the painter who adorned me, from the merchant who sold me to the households that used me, and finally, to the archaeologists who unearthed me – each has left an invisible mark on my being. I am, in a sense, a repository of countless human stories, most of which will never be known.

The choice to depict Sappho, a female poet, is particularly intriguing given the patriarchal nature of ancient Greek society. Perhaps my creator was making a subtle statement about the power of women's voices in a male-dominated world. Or they may have recognized the enduring appeal of Sappho's poetry. Whatever the reason, I stand as a rare example of a contemporary figure immortalized in Greek pottery.

Did I mention how the larger tradition of Greek pottery evolved? You see, I come from what's known as the "red-figure" period of Greek vase painting. This technique, which emerged around 530 BCE, allowed for greater detail and more naturalistic depictions than the earlier "black-figure" style. I like to think I represent the pinnacle of this artistic evolution.

I find it particularly fascinating how I've been interpreted and reinterpreted over the centuries. In my own time, I was a functional object with aesthetic appeal. To the Romans who copied me, I symbolized Greek sophistication. I was a treasure trove of historical information to the archaeologists who unearthed me. And now, I am a window into an ancient world to modern museum-goers.

Before I let you go, though, I want to leave you with a thought. As you gaze upon me in my museum display, remember that I am more than an artifact. I am a survivor, a storyteller, and a bridge between worlds. In my ceramic form, I carry the weight of history, the beauty of art, and the enduring spirit of human creativity.

So the next time you see a piece of ancient pottery, take a moment to really look at it. Who knows? It might have a story as fascinating as mine to tell. And if you're ever in London, stop by The British Museum to say hello. I'll be the hydria with the Sappho scene, looking as dashing as ever after 2,500 years. -Shel St Clair

"Morning in Islamorada" is more than a watercolor;

2024-10-09T09:37:00.000-07:00

It is a personal response to the breathtaking yet fragile beauty of the Florida Keys. This 28x22-inch piece captures the serene tranquility of dawn by the sea, a moment both peaceful and profoundly evocative of the delicate balance of this coastal ecosystem. The creation of this artwork is intertwined with a deep concern for the preservation of Florida's coastal resources, a concern directly addressed by initiatives like the Florida Department of Environmental Protection's Beaches Programs. The Department states, "Florida's beaches deserve this status because they serve several important functions; they are all vital to maintaining the health of Florida's economy and environment." My artistic endeavor, therefore, aims to celebrate the beauty of the Keys and inspire action toward its protection, emphasizing the delicate balance at stake.

The inspiration for the painting stemmed from a personal experience:

A quiet dawn spent on an Islamorada beach. The swaying grasses, the soft sand, and the vast ocean created a profound sense of calm, but the sight of a roseate spoonbill, wings outstretched in flight, truly ignited my creative vision. This bird, symbolizing the ecosystem's delicate balance, became the painting's focal point. The composition is designed to lead the viewer's eye on a journey from the foreground grasses, symbolic of "calm and continuity," to the vast ocean, representing "boundless possibilities."

The foreground details, meticulously rendered, highlight the beauty inherent in seemingly simple elements. The deliberate rendering of each grass blade underscores the importance of capturing the intricacies of the natural world. The middle ground, the expansive ocean meeting the horizon, conveys a sense of vastness and freedom, contrasting with the textured foreground. The sky, a harmonious blend of soft blues, pinks, and oranges, further enhances this tranquil atmosphere. These pastel hues emphasize the "subtle beauty of the dawn," highlighting delicate shifts in light and shadow.

The inclusion of the roseate spoonbill is significant.

This bird, as the Department of Environmental Protection notes, "is home to many species of plants and animals, for all or part of their lives, dependent upon the beaches, dunes and nearshore waters," including spoonbills themselves. Its presence signifies a healthy ecosystem rich in biodiversity and worthy of protection. The spoonbill's graceful flight is a powerful visual symbol of freedom and interconnectedness.

The artistic style combines a detailed, almost photorealistic rendering of the foreground with a more impressionistic handling of the ocean and sky, achieving a balance that draws the viewer in while maintaining serenity. Watercolor's transparency allowed for a luminous quality ideally suited to capturing the ethereal quality of a sunrise. The delicate blending of hues mirrors the ever-changing nature of the coastal environment.

Beyond its aesthetic appeal,

"Morning in Islamorada" carries a vital message of environmental stewardship. The Florida Keys face increasing threats from climate change, rising sea levels, and human development. The Florida Beach and Shore Preservation Act acknowledges that "beach erosion is a statewide problem." The painting serves as a poignant reminder of the fragility of this unique ecosystem. The "beach and dune system is the first line of defense against storms," underscored by the Department's commitment to "identifying beaches that are critically eroded to develop and maintain a comprehensive long-term management plan for their restoration."

The Florida Department of Environmental Protection's efforts, including the Coastal Construction Control Line (CCCCL) Program and Beach Management Funding Assistance, are crucial in protecting these valuable resources. The CCCL Program, with its "special siting and design criteria," aims to minimize impacts on the beach and dune system, which the Department rightly identifies as "one of Florida's most valuable natural resources." The Department's extensive data collection, including its Regional Offshore Sand Source Inventory (ROSSI) database, enables informed decisions on sand resource management for beach restoration projects. These projects, which often require joint coastal permits, underscore the intricate planning and coordination needed for practical coastal preservation.

"Morning in Islamorada"

Is not simply a picturesque rendering of a Florida Keys sunrise. It is a visual testament to the urgent need for coastal preservation, inspired by the beauty and fragility of this unique ecosystem. The painting acts as a call to action, encouraging viewers to contemplate their role in protecting these invaluable natural resources. The serene beauty of the artwork serves as a potent reminder of what we stand to lose and what we must actively protect for future generations. The Florida Department of Environmental Protection's ongoing efforts and individual actions are essential in ensuring Florida's precious coastlines' long-term health and vitality. The artwork hopes to inspire a deeper appreciation and commitment to this vital cause, reflecting the interconnectedness of art, nature, and human responsibility and each individual's crucial role in this collective effort. - Shel St Clair

"Beaches." Florida Department of Environmental Protection, n.d., https://floridadep.gov/rcp/beaches#:~:text=The%20department's%20Coastal%20Construction%20Control,or%20interfere%20with%20public%20access. Accessed 10 Oct. 2024.

Fine Art Posters featuring the work of Shel St Clair!

2024-10-05T09:41:00.000-07:00

Bring the beauty of Florida beaches to your home and help preserve wildlife.

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The Significance of Purchasing Art from Reputable Galleries

2024-10-03T23:36:00.000-07:00

Art reflects culture, emotion, and human experience in its boundless forms. Whether you're an avid collector, a seasoned investor, or simply a passionate art enthusiast looking to adorn your living space with beauty, purchasing a piece of art can be both exhilarating and daunting. In a world where trends come and go. Fads fade as quickly as they surge; the importance of buying art with enduring value instead of ephemeral trends cannot be overstated. This is where the role of reputable art galleries becomes pivotal.

Reputable Galleries: Gatekeepers of Authenticity and Quality

A Commitment to Lasting Value

Reputable art galleries are often seen as gatekeepers within the art world. They possess the knowledge, experience, and connections to ensure their artwork has aesthetic value and potential for appreciation over time. Unlike fleeting trends that may capture widespread attention for a moment, art with lasting value is characterized by its enduring appeal and ability to resonate across generations. This lasting value is not just about the price appreciation of the artwork but also about its cultural and historical significance, which reputable galleries help to preserve.

Investing in such art requires more than just a keen eye for beauty; it requires due diligence and an understanding of artistic significance and market dynamics. Reputable galleries are equipped to guide you in this process, providing a curated selection of works that have been rigorously vetted for quality, originality, and market relevance. Their reputations hinge on their ability to offer artworks that stand the test of time consistently.

Authenticity: Securing Your Investment

One of the most compelling reasons to purchase art from reputable galleries is the assurance of authenticity. Unfortunately, the art market is not immune to forgeries and misrepresentations. Acquiring a piece with a questionable provenance can severely diminish its value. Reputable galleries mitigate this risk by providing certificates of authenticity. This vital document vouches for the legitimacy of an artwork.

It is prudent to insist on this certification when exploring the art market, whether directly from an artist or through a gallery. A certificate of authenticity serves as proof of an artwork's provenance and adds a layer of security to your investment. Reputable galleries have established relationships with artists and their estates, ensuring that the works they sell come with this essential documentation. The involvement of an artist's estate in the authentication process adds another layer of credibility to the artwork, as they are often the custodians of the artist's legacy and can provide valuable insights into the artwork's history and authenticity.

The Art of Consistency: Understanding an Artist's Work

Evaluating Artistic Consistency

An additional factor to consider when purchasing art is the consistency of an artist's work. Consistency can manifest in style, technique, thematic exploration, or conceptual execution. Evaluating an artist's portfolio is critical to understanding their evolution and the coherence of their oeuvre.

When visiting a gallery, take the time to view multiple examples of an artist's work. This will provide insights into their developmental trajectory and the consistency of their thematic or stylistic approach. For collectors, this understanding is crucial, as it affects the intrinsic value of the piece being considered and helps predict how the work might be appreciated emotionally and financially.

Reputable Galleries: A Reflection of Artistic Integrity

Reputable galleries typically showcase artists whose works exhibit a strong sense of consistency and authenticity. They host exhibitions that emphasize the holistic vision of an artist, allowing potential buyers to see beyond a single piece and appreciate the breadth and depth of an artist's creativity. This element of consistency is often a marker of professional growth and artistic integrity, qualities that enhance the collectible value of artwork.

Navigating the Art World: The Role of Expertise

An Educative Experience

Reputable art galleries are not merely venues for transactions; they are educational spaces. They provide context, narrative, and critique, enhancing your understanding and appreciation of art. Galleries of reputation only hire staff with a wealth of knowledge about artist backgrounds, artistic movements, historical contexts, and current market trends. This expertise can provide guidance and confidence as you make your purchase decisions. Galleries often host exhibitions, lectures, and artist talks, enriching the collector's experience and fostering a deeper connection to the art being considered.

The Network Advantage

Additionally, galleries often have expansive networks within the art world. They liaise with artists, collectors, and institutions, offering a substantial advantage to their clients. This connectivity allows galleries to acquire significant, sometimes exclusive pieces and facilitates the smooth resale of artworks if needed. Such a network is instrumental in ensuring your art collection's long-term value and liquidity.

Building a Collection with Longevity

When building an art collection, the strategic focus should be longevity and sustained value. This involves careful consideration of several factors, such as the historical significance of the artwork, the reputation of the artist, and the current state and future potential of the art market. By working with reputable galleries, you align yourself with professionals adept at navigating these intricate dynamics. Investing in art from reputable galleries not only ensures the quality and authenticity of the artwork but also has the potential to provide significant financial returns over time, making it a lucrative investment option.

The Trend vs. Timeless Debate

It is easy to fall prey to the allure of current trends, where vibrant colors and trendy motifs dominate the scene. However, such trends are often characterized by their fleeting nature, lacking the depth and artistic innovation required to stand the test of time. While they might captivate audiences at the moment, these trend-driven pieces often need to maintain their relevance and value in the long run. Instead, investing in art embodying timeless themes, expert craftsmanship, and profound artistic expression ensures that your collection retains its worth and continues to inspire and resonate. By choosing works with enduring significance, you cultivate a collection that reflects current tastes and the rich and nuanced tapestry of the human experience.

Where To Start

Ultimately, you must decide on art that you enjoy and appreciate. Cultural taste changes and values shift, but your genuine appreciation of an artist and their work will remain. The objective of the proper gallery is to lead you to artists who excite your love of art and direct you to works that will also produce remaining significant value.

Selecting the proper gallery is crucial when embarking on the journey to purchase art with lasting value. The following list presents excellent examples of reputable art galleries renowned for their commitment to quality, authenticity, and educational experiences. The list includes galleries with direction and taste as diverse as America.

Exposures International Gallery Of Fine Art

Sparks Gallery

Both offer diverse collections that capture the essence of artistic innovation.

Mirada Fine Art

BLACK ART IN AMERICA™ (BAIA)

These emphasize cultural narratives and significant historical contexts.

Gallery Forty-Two

CityArts

Strive to bring a vibrant mix of contemporary and classic pieces.

KMAC Museum

Clarke Gallery

Focus on showcasing thought-provoking exhibitions.

Cawdrey Gallery

Kiechel Fine Art

Both are celebrated for their artist networks and curated selections.

Elena Bulatova Fine Art

Thornwood Gallery

These two galleries provide unique and compelling artworks that challenge the norm.

Gallery 23 NY

Mary Martin Galleries Of Fine Art

These exemplify dedication to excellence, making each visit an enriching and insightful experience.

Happy art buying. – Jonathan F. Sazonoff

Discover Timeless Beauty: Fine Art Posters by Gallery St Clair

2024-10-03T15:31:00.000-07:00

Welcome to Gallery St Clair's official YouTube channel, where art lovers and enthusiasts gather to immerse themselves in the world of exquisite fine art posters. Our collection features carefully curated artworks from renowned and emerging artists, capturing a diverse range of styles, subjects, and emotions.

In this video, explore the essence and inspiration behind our latest collection. From breathtaking landscapes and vibrant abstracts to captivating portraits and classical masterpieces, our fine art posters offer something for every art connoisseur. Each piece is crafted with meticulous attention to detail and the highest quality materials to bring beauty and elegance to your living space.

Subscribe to our channel for exclusive sneak peeks, behind-the-scenes insights, and interviews with the artists that make Gallery St Clair a destination for art lovers around the world. Whether you want to enhance your home decor or find the perfect gift, let our fine art posters inspire and uplift your everyday life.

Visit our website for more information and to explore our full range of unique art collections. Don’t forget to like, comment, and share this video to spread the joy of art. Thank you for supporting Gallery St Clair, where timeless beauty meets modern elegance.

2024-09-28T23:16:00.000-07:00

🌿✨ I'm thrilled to share my latest piece, "Morning In Islamorada." This 28x22 watercolor painting beautifully encapsulates the serene beauty of the Florida Keys while reminding us of the importance of preserving our natural environments.

In this piece, a graceful spoonbill spreads its wings over a sandy path lined with vibrant grasses, set against the backdrop of a vast blue ocean and a pastel-hued sky. As I painted, I aimed to evoke the tranquility of the early morning light and the delicate balance of nature as the spoonbills began their day of fishing.

Let this artwork inspire us to protect the breathtaking ecosystems surrounding us. By appreciating and caring for our environment, we can ensure that future generations can witness the same beauty that deeply inspires artists and nature lovers. 🌊🌾💚

I hope "Morning In Islamorada" brings you as much calm and joy as I experienced in its creation! #ArtForTheEarth #NatureConscious #FloridaKeysArt #ProtectOurPlanet #BeachArt

The Struggle of Classical Realism in a Virtual World: My Journey as an Artist

2024-09-26T18:16:00.000-07:00

I am currently building an art career. This is not my first career; I have years of experience in business. But, I find myself navigating a world that is evolving faster than I ever imagined. The emergence of new technologies has transformed many aspects of society, and art is certainly no exception. In particular, the rise of virtual reality (VR) technology has presented both a challenge and an opportunity for traditional art forms like classical realism, which I hold dear. Through this perspective, I want to share my experiences and thoughts on the intricate dance between classical realism and our modern digital landscape.

The Impact of Virtual Reality on My Art

The way people experience art has shifted dramatically with the introduction of VR technology. Before venturing into this second career, I cherished the beauty of classical realism, with its focus on technical mastery and the tangible world. However, I soon realized that VR offers immersive, interactive experiences that often overshadow the more spartan elegance of traditional forms. While I take pride in my paintings, I must acknowledge the captivating allure of VR art that draws viewers into dynamic realms that I could never create with just a brush and a canvas.

As an artist specializing in classical realism, I've found it daunting to maintain relevance in an art market that increasingly gravitates toward novel and engaging mediums like VR. The challenge of making my work resonate in a landscape filled with boundless digital creativity can feel overwhelming. It's a struggle that many of us in the traditional art world face, and it's a battle that we're fighting with all our passion and dedication.

Facing the Challenges of Recognition

Gaining recognition as a classical realist artist in today's predominantly digital art market is challenging. I've come to realize that proficiency in a variety of technical skills is essential. Digital painting, graphic design, video editing, and social media management are necessary tools of the trade in this age. As an artist whose focus has traditionally been on the meticulous brushstrokes and textures of classical techniques, adapting to this digital skill set can be intimidating and time-consuming.

Moreover, keeping up with the pace of technological advancements requires constant learning. Each new tool or platform demands my attention, often pulling me away from the craft I wish to perfect. The pressure to diversify my skills while trying to hone my artistry can be daunting, but I believe both worlds coexist. It's a constant struggle, but it's one that I'm willing to face head-on because I believe in the power of art to transcend boundaries.

Maintaining the Relevance of Classical Realism

Despite these challenges, the art community still highly regarded classical realism. Its unmatched authenticity and originality set it apart in a world where digitally replicated works are increasingly common. My paintings, each a tangible masterpiece, carry the unique touch of my hand that digital art often struggles to replicate.

In this digital age, I take comfort in that my original creations have intrinsic value that can appeal to those who appreciate the uniqueness of the tactile experience. By emphasizing the distinct nature of my works, I can connect with collectors and art lovers who treasure authenticity over mass production.

Adapting Traditional Techniques with Modern Technology

While the rise of digital art can seem challenging, I see it as an opportunity for growth and innovation. I've begun exploring ways to integrate my classical techniques with modern VR technologies. This blend is not about abandoning my roots but forging a bridge between art's past and future.

For instance, I've started using digital sketches to aid in my creative process before committing to a final piece on canvas. This approach allows me to experiment and refine my ideas while merging the precision of the digital realm with the authenticity of my traditional methods. Additionally, I've explored the possibility of creating virtual galleries for my work. By showcasing my classical art in immersive online spaces, I can reach audiences far beyond my physical location, enriching the experience of classical realism for a global audience.

Navigating Authenticity in the Digital Era

One of the most poignant questions I grapple with is the notion of authenticity in today's digital age. Traditional art has long been revered for its uniqueness—a quality that differentiating originals from reproductions. However, the digital realm often blurs these lines, allowing for perfect replicas of original works. This situation forces me to consider the actual value of my art. Is it solely tied to its originality, or can a digitized version also capture its essence? It's a question that I'm constantly pondering because I believe that the unique value of traditional art lies in its authenticity, which I'm committed to preserving.

These reflections compel me to reconsider what constitutes the value of my work and how technology shapes our understanding of art. The evolving relationship between my classical techniques and modern advancements opens new avenues for exploration, even as I maintain my commitment to authenticity.

Conclusion: Embracing the Future

My journey as an artist within the realm of classical realism amid the rise of virtual technology underscores the dynamic interplay between tradition and innovation. While I recognize the digital landscape's formidable challenges, I also see opportunities for adaptation and growth. By embracing the unique qualities of my traditional art and exploring creative ways to integrate modern techniques, my passion for classical realism can continue to thrive. Ultimately, it is the authenticity and originality of my work that captivate me—and I hope, in turn, to capture the hearts of art enthusiasts even in this ever-evolving digital age.

A Failure Turned into a Sucess - Shel St Clair

2024-09-23T21:21:00.000-07:00

When I was in second grade, my teacher sent me to the Principal's office because my classmates were paying me lunch money for portraits I drew of them. Although my teacher admired my artistic abilities and supported my passion, she worried about seven-year-old students going hungry.

As I stepped off the school bus at the school that morning, my eyes landed on my mother. She had just kissed my goodbye when I got on the bus, yet here she stood, stoically, arms crossed and lips pressed in a tight line. I sensed that I was in for another of those awkward meetings with the adults who couldn't quite figure me out. My pragmatic mother would try to tame my headstrong nature. At the same time, my father would fiercely defend my spirited passion for life. And amidst it all, a well-intentioned but overwhelmed bureaucrat would attempt to keep everything running smoothly. It was a familiar scene from childhood, and I braced myself for the inevitable clash of opinions and agendas.

To the Principal, there wasn't anything particularly wrong with my entrepreneurial venture of selling portraits at school. After all, the 4-H club and Girl Scouts also eagerly sold their goods on campus. However, my method involved directly targeting the students themselves. I was taking their lunch money for the day with every portrait sold. Ultimately, the actual offense was not obtaining parental consent for this unconventional business venture. As he spoke, his lips formed words that his eyes seemed to contradict, conveying a sense of conflict within him as he patiently explained why I couldn't continue my art dealing at school. It was almost comical how his words and expressions clashed, like a tug-of-war between his professional duty and personal beliefs.

When he finished his argument, my mind raced to counter each point. But I couldn't help feeling conflicted about it all and once again being subject to an adult world whose logic didn't seem logical. I only drew during recess or free time - it wasn't disrupting class time. But he had me on the fact that kids were going hungry. Was the value of art more than a missed meal? I even pointed out that some kids could benefit from missing lunch.

My mother's eyebrows shot up, my father chuckled under his breath, and the Principal's gaze turned icy. I could feel my heart sinking as I realized I had made the dreaded error. This was a familiar scenario from my childhood - I always seemed to do or say something that made perfect sense to me but left my mother upset, which resulted in punishment.

As she spoke, I could hear that we were done; not even my dad would have argued with that tone of voice. Articulating my first name and punctuating it with my middle name, she clarified that I would never do it again. Period.

As I saw my first business enterprise crumbling, I squared my jaw and bit down. I would not cry. After all, I was only seven; I would find another opportunity to make my mark on the world. A rebellious tear tried to force its way out to the corner of my eye, but I resisted and dominated it. I responded, "Yes, ma'am."

I strode through the bustling hallways with my head held high, pondering whether I embodied Charles Darnay's bravery or Joan of Arc's determination. Was it my solemn duty to sacrifice myself for my art, no matter how young? As I reflect on those turbulent childhood years, I marvel at how my mother managed to endure and guide me through them with endless patience and unwavering love.

After school, my brother and I walked to our parents' restaurant. As we passed through the dining room, where we usually did our homework at a table by the cash register, I noticed a chalkboard sign hanging on the wall. It featured my mother's elegant handwriting and read "Fine Portraits by Shel Belle." My father had lovingly nicknamed me Shel Belle, and it was an inside joke between us. This sign was new; where had it come from? It looked so professional and hung proudly on the wall for all the world to see.

The regular farmers who frequented our restaurant were sitting around a large table sipping coffee. They were my father's closest friends and often engaged me in deep discussions about life, religion, and farming. My mother disapproved of my intrusion into their conversations, claiming their taking me seriously would make me vain. So I stood staring at the sign, hoping they would notice without me pointing to it.

They did and asked what it was all about. In a burst of confidence, I declared that I was a portrait artist and even had samples of my work on hand. I proudly pulled out a recently completed drawing of Linda, the daughter of the local bank manager. The men seemed amazed at the resemblance. They passed the drawing to and fro, exclaiming at the likeness. Then I asked if I only drew children or knew how to draw old men.

Excited at the opportunity to showcase my talent and make some money, I agreed to draw each man for seventy-five cents. But as I pulled each face, I realized there was more to capturing someone's likeness than skill or technique. I could see the depth of their experiences and wisdom in their eyes, which was not in the kids at school. I realized this was art, a soul formed beautifully through striving and overcoming. I strived to capture that soul in my portraits.

This unexpected business venture lasted until sixth grade when we sold the restaurant in Plainview, TX, and moved to Oklahoma City. And it wasn't until high school that I discovered my clever father would offer customers a free coffee with their purchase of a portrait. But looking back, those afternoons spent sketching in our family restaurant taught me more about people and humanity than any formal education ever could. I learned the value of understanding my customers, the importance of empathy in art, and the power of a good marketing strategy.

The Artistry of Claude Monet: A Personal Reflection on "Le bassin aux nymphéas"

2024-09-20T07:34:00.000-07:00

As an artist, I find profound inspiration in the works of those who have laid the foundation for modern expression. Claude Monet, a luminary of the Impressionist movement, stands out as a transformative figure whose revolutionary use of color and light has indelibly shaped my understanding of art. His renowned masterpiece "Le bassin aux nymphéas" (1919) serves as a testament to his genius. It embodies his lifelong devotion to capturing the natural beauty surrounding his home and garden in Giverny, France.

Claude Monet's Inspiration and Focus

Monet's "Le bassin aux nymphéas," which translates to "The Water Lily Pond," is an integral piece within an extensive series of water lily paintings that I often return to for inspiration. What captivates me is the remarkable dedication Monet displayed in painting his garden during the latter years of his life, a time fraught with deteriorating eyesight and ongoing health challenges. These adversities did not stifle his creativity but intensified his desire to reflect on the beauty surrounding him. As my own life begins to meander toward the end, I often ponder the spiritual nature of art, and I find myself fiercely dedicated to painting only beauty. I like to imagine that Monet strolled through the gardens contemplating the same divine puzzles that I work on, and these were his inspirations in painting some of the most beautiful art he created.

In creating "Le bassin aux nymphéas," Monet dedicated countless hours to rendering the ephemeral qualities of light, water, and flora. His ability to blend these elements into a lush canvas speaks volumes about his artistic commitments and provides a unique lens through which to reflect on the natural world. I am particularly drawn to how he balances mesmerizing light with the chaotic fluidity of color. The painting invites viewers into a realm that transcends traditional representation, offering many perspectives that shift through varying layers of brushwork. The colors in this piece are undeniably striking, ranging from vibrant greens and blues to the delicate pinks and purples of the water lilies, culminating in a composition that invites the observer to lose themselves in its serene landscape.

Significance of Color, Light, and Brushstrokes

In my exploration of Monet's work, especially "Le bassin aux nymphéas," I find it imperative to acknowledge his mastery of color and light. This painting epitomizes the sensation of being enveloped within the serene atmosphere it portrays. Each brushstroke he employed contributes to an emotional palette rather than merely an aesthetic one, forging a deep connection with viewers who yearn for tranquility amid chaos. The manner in which Monet's brushwork dances across the canvas captivates me; it draws the eye and evokes a feeling of harmony that encourages introspection and a deeper connection with nature.

Monet's fluid and spontaneous brushstrokes simulate the gentle ripples on the water's surface, bringing the scene to life and prompting a contemplative interaction with the natural environment. I often marvel at how he captures the essence of light as it flickers and dances on the pond, leading to an almost hypnotic quality. The dynamic visual experience created by these techniques transcends mere representation. It reminds me of the importance of emotion and instinct in artistic expression. As an artist, I am continuously inspired to explore how to channel similar feelings through my brushwork and color choices.

Historical and Cultural Context

To fully appreciate "Le bassin aux nymphéas," one must consider the historical and cultural context in which it was created. Painted in 1919, this work emerged during an era of significant personal and global turmoil. World War I had not only ravaged entire continents but had also deeply impacted Monet. His art became a refuge through which he could express his grief over the loss of loved ones and his urgent desire for peace in a world marked by chaos. Understanding this context enriches our appreciation of the painting and the artist's intent.

In my study, I am particularly struck by how his carefully curated garden in Giverny served as a sanctuary and an artistic muse during this tumultuous time. Monet's unwavering dedication to his garden—obsessively tending to the plants, flowers, and water lilies—stands as a tribute to resilience. It embodies the notion that even amid adversity, one can find inspiration in the beauty of nature. This dedication is a vital lens through which to appreciate the painting: it is not solely an artistic achievement but a manifestation of Monet's unwavering connection to the environment around him despite the physical limitations he faced.

Reception and Legacy

The lasting impact of "Le bassin aux nymphéas" on the art world cannot be overstated. It has inspired countless contemporary artists who seek to explore the boundaries of color and light in their own works. I find it fascinating that the painting was sold for an astonishing $74 million at a recent auction at Christie's in New York. This figure reflects not merely its monetary value but a testament to its continued relevancy in the modern art dialogue. Monet's innovative spirit, as evidenced in "Le bassin aux nymphéas," not only marked a significant departure from traditional fine art but also acted as a catalyst for the broader evolution of modernism.

As I contemplate Monet's legacy, I see that he has risen as one of the most influential figures in art history. Certainly one of the most influential for me. – Shel St Clair

Comparing Two Splendid Paintings: "A View of Key Biscayne - 1" and "A View of Key Biscayne - 2" by Shel St Clair

2024-09-18T08:54:00.000-07:00

Shel St Clair has beautifully captured the tranquil beauty of Key Biscayne in two of his remarkable works: "A View of Key Biscayne - 1" and "A View of Key Biscayne - 2." Both paintings offer vibrant portrayals of tropical beach scenes, each radiating warmth and serenity but approached through slightly different artistic lenses. Let's take a closer look at these two captivating pieces.

"A View of Key Biscayne - 2" showcases acrylic's versatility and vivid colors as a medium. The painting encapsulates a breathtaking moment, whether a sunset where the sky is alive with rich pinks, yellows, and blues. St Clair's expert gradations create a serene atmosphere that envelops the viewer, allowing them to feel the calm and beauty of the Key Biscayne landscape.

The composition is thoughtfully arranged, with a tall palm tree on the left side as a dynamic element and a natural frame for the scene. The gentle sway of the palm tree is exquisitely captured, lending a sense of movement and vitality to the piece. The calm waters in the mid-ground reflect the striking colors of the sky with delicate precision, further enhancing the overall harmony and peacefulness of the artwork.

To the right, a wooden lifeguard station adds a touch of practicality to this idyllic setting, grounding the scene with a human element while still complementing the natural surroundings. The rows of palm trees in the background enrich the tropical ambiance, transporting the viewer directly to Florida's stunning coastline.

"A View of Key Biscayne - 2" effectively conveys St Clair's profound love and connection to this place through his use of color and light. The warm glow that saturates the scene reflects St Clair's deep affection for Key Biscayne's sunsets and evokes a heartfelt connection to this serene locale. The authenticity of painting directly on the beach captures unique light and colors that can only be found in that specific moment.

On the other hand, "A View of Key Biscayne - 1" similarly delivers a vibrant portrayal of a tropical beach, but with its own distinctive elements. The painting showcases another beautiful moment, utilizing acrylics to create vibrancy and texture. The focal point here is also a tall palm tree in the foreground, skillfully rendered with fronds that appear to dance in the coastal breeze. This dynamic motion draws the viewer's eye and effectively anchors the composition.

The smaller palm trees lining the shoreline provide depth and continuity, guiding the viewer from the forefront to the tranquil, turquoise waters in the background. With its striking blend of bright blue, pastel pink, and green, the gradient sky captures the transitional beauty of dawn or dusk, adding an ethereal quality to the artwork. The water reflections amplify the scene's serenity, creating a harmonious balance between sky and sea.

What truly stands out in "A View of Key Biscayne - 1" is the evident joy and peace the artist finds in this location. The Plein Air technique imbues the piece with an immediacy and freshness, resulting from painting directly in the environment. The dynamic brushstrokes reflect an energetic yet calming presence, effectively inviting the viewer into a moment of relaxation.

St Clair's love for Key Biscayne is palpable in both paintings, expressed through vibrant palettes and lively brushwork. The recurring elements—such as the line of palm trees, the calm waters, and a focus on natural light—underscore a cohesive theme of tropical beauty and peacefulness in both works. Each piece invites the viewer into a serene escape, encouraging a meditative and calming experience.

"A View of Key Biscayne - 2" is a testament to Shel St Clair's ability to capture the essence of a place she clearly cherishes. His magnificent use of color and composition creates an inviting and evocative tropical ambiance. As he continues to refine his artistic vision, the promise of his work remains strong, leaving us eager to see the exciting directions he will explore in the future.

In conclusion, whether it's the vibrant warmth of "A View of Key Biscayne - 2" or the serene beauty of "A View of Key Biscayne - 1," both paintings serve as reminders of the tranquil moments found in nature, drawing us closer to the enchanting landscapes of Key Biscayne.

The Anniversary BouquetUntitled 1

2024-09-17T15:44:00.000-07:00

If Art Could Talk Series - Cover Of The Coffin Of Tutankhamun

2024-09-16T19:21:00.000-07:00

Unknown Artist

Cover of the coffin of Tutankhamun

18th Dynasty

Gold

height 72″ (182.9 cm)

Valley of the Kings, Luxor, Egypt

I am one of the world's most recognized and beloved art images, but I am not meant to be art. I was a coffin, a burial vault for the Egyptian Pharaoh, King Tutankhamun. I am the innermost coffin of three, a unique creation shaped like a mummy and made of solid gold, weighing 110.4 kg. I wasn't supposed to be seen by man, and the Egyptian artisans who created me crafted my golden beauty to impress the gods of the afterlife. While I am made of solid gold, I am also inlaid with precious stones, making me a truly exceptional piece.

The tale of the boy King that was mummified and buried inside me captured the world's imagination. Then British Archeologists came looking for me. The British archaeologist Howard Carter found me buried in the Valley of the Kings on the west bank of Luxor in November of 1922. There were three coffins, and I was the innermost. I was wrapped in linen to protect my gold and placed inside the middle coffin. Both of the other coffins are on display at the Egyptian Museum Cairo.

The tomb they discovered me in was intact, and the treasured funerary collection told archaeologists much about royal burials in Egypt. The artists intended for me to look like the mummy that I held. The mummy lay inside, covered with a gold mask of a boy king, which has become as iconic as I am. The Earl of Carnarvon was also credited with my discovery because he funded the dig. Tutankhamun, my mummy, was also known as the Golden Pharaoh. The Egyptians made me because they believed that if they didn't preserve the body, the soul would have no place to live in the afterlife. While I know that I am lovely and many people worldwide have enjoyed me, I still feel sad that the boy King did not get to rest in peace.

As a piece of art myself, I find it interesting that men consider the acquisition of objects of art as more important than the sanctity of a gravesite. I wish I could have told the Egyptians to hide me better.

Best Practices for Using a Professional Facebook Page to Drive Traffic to Your Website

2024-09-12T08:46:00.000-07:00

Step 1: Set Up A Professional Facebook Page

Create a Business Account: Ensure you have a Facebook Business account. This account provides access to features specifically for businesses, such as insights and advertising tools.

Complete Your Profile:

Profile Picture: Use your logo or a professional image that represents your brand.

Cover Photo: Choose a visually appealing cover photo that showcases your brand or current campaign.

About Section: Write a clear and concise description of your business. Include relevant keywords and a link to your website.

If your writing skills are not strong enough, use a chat AI program to help you. I suggest Theobot, but you can use ChatGPT. If you use ChatGPT, make sure you give it vital information to work with, i.e., your name, what you sell, what moves you to create, etc.

3. Add Contact Information: Include your website URL, email, and physical address (if applicable). This makes it easy for visitors to contact you. NEVER PUT YOUR PHONE NUMBER ON THE INTERNET PUBLICALLY.

Facebook Tutorials: Take advantage of the valuable advice provided. They are looking for content providers and will walk you through many processes.

Step 2: Create Engaging Content

1. Post Regularly: Consistency is key. Create a posting schedule to keep your audience engaged without overwhelming them. Set up a calendar to remind yourself.

Again, I recommend Theobot or another professional program for creating engaging content. Free programs are great, but if you are using them to avoid paying, so is everyone else, and what they produce for you will look just like everyone else's content.

2. Use Visuals: Posts with images or videos of your art tend to get higher engagement. Share high-quality photos of your products, visuals of your services, or engaging videos.

You do not have to be a Kardashian. Real people prefer real people.

3. Craft Compelling Captions: Write engaging captions that spark interest. Use a call-to-action (CTA) to encourage users to visit your website (e.g., "Learn more at [YourWebsite.com]" or "Check out our latest collection!").

Chat GPT can help you, but Theobot is even better.

4. Share Relevant Content: Share blog posts, articles, or news relevant to your industry with links to your website. This positions you as a knowledgeable source and can drive traffic.

Again, the AI chat program will help you, but you must import anything they write into MS Word and re-write it in your voice. Install a style and grammar program like Grammarly in Word to help make your writing more polished.

For accuracy, check any research information a chat program provides against Google and other search engines. ChatGPT is artificial intelligence with an emphasis on the artificial. It only writes content; it doesn't know the truth.

5. Use Facebook Stories: Use Facebook Stories to share behind-the-scenes content, promotions, or quick tips and links to your website.

Step 3: Optimize for Traffic

Facebook has straightforward and effective tutorials and tools to walk you through most of this.

Call-to-Action Button: Use the "Call-to-Action" button on your page. This can be set to link directly to your website, a specific landing page, or to book services.

Link in Posts: Whenever possible, include links to your website in your posts. Make these links prominent and relevant to your content.

Utilize Facebook Groups: Join or create pertinent groups of your niche. Share valuable insights and links to your website where appropriate (following group rules).

Step 4: Engage with Your Audience

Respond to Comments and Messages: Engage with your audience by responding promptly to comments on your posts and direct messages. This builds relationships and keeps users coming back.

Run Contests or Giveaways: Encourage engagement and drive traffic by running contests or giveaways that require users to visit your website for entry.

Encourage User-Generated Content: Ask your followers to share their experience with your products or services on your page and link to your website.

Step 5: Analyze and Adjust

Use Facebook Insights: Monitor the performance of your posts and audience engagement using Facebook Insights. Analyze which types of content drive the most traffic and adjust your strategy accordingly.

Experiment with Ads: Consider running Facebook Ads targeting your desired audience. Ads can be directed to your website or specific landing pages, providing higher visibility.

Track Website Traffic: Use tools like Google Analytics to track the traffic from your Facebook page. Assess which posts and campaigns are driving the most visitors and conversions.

Conclusion

Utilizing a professional Facebook page can significantly boost your website traffic. By offering valuable content, interacting with your audience, optimizing your profile for visibility, and analyzing your performance, you can make the most of your Facebook presence. Continuously test different strategies to discover what works best for your brand!

Feel free to use the comments section if you have any questions or need further elaboration on any steps!

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THE UBER CONFESSIONAL - Shel St Clair

2024-09-09T06:22:00.000-07:00

Mysterious Uber Driver

The iridescent white minivan pulled into its destination and glided to a stop. A driver looked down to where his cell phone sat in its cradle. The app told him he was at the correct address, so he looked around. The house was a pinkish brown, the color of dried Pepto Bismal, and had a hacienda look. In the front, one lone Canary Date Palm had just reached a height to provide shade to three children who played under it in bright noon sunshine. They stared at him behind a black chain link fence encircling the front yard and waved. It was a modest house in the center of a modest neighborhood in Hialeah, Florida, like hundreds he had seen. He smiled and waved back, hoping his rider wouldn't take too long.

A man emerged from the front door, down a center sidewalk, and exited the gate. He got into the front passenger seat, "You Rafael?"

"Yes, I am," a beaming face replied. "Are you Brad?"

The passenger nodded and quickly surveyed the driver as they drove away. He was a handsome older man with curly, greying hair and a fantastic white beard. His seat was too far forward, making it perilously close to the steering wheel but providing easy cell phone access. He slouched slightly, wearing a long-sleeved, striped Brooks Brothers button-down, stiffly starched khaki slacks with expensive work boots peaking from the bottom of the legs. It was as though he didn't realize he was in the tropics, giving him the distinct look of a midwestern college history professor.

"Welcome to my Uber. I have any cord you might need for your phone. I play classical music, but you can connect with the aux cord and play any music you wish. There are Kleenex and paper towels if you need them, and if you want me to adjust the temperature, just let me know." The voice issuing from the distinguished-looking driver had the deep resonating quality of a radio announcer. It projected a sense of well-being and comfort, and Brad immediately trusted the older man.

"So, you're going to the casino. Do you work there," he asked?"

"Nah," said Brad. "I gotta get outta that house and blow off some steam. Hey, when I ordered the ride, I saw you had a five-star rating. Very impressive. No wonder! Your car is gorgeous, and you're dressed much better than an Uber driver."

A deep throaty chuckle responded to him. "Well, I aim to please. So, you need a relaxing evening and thought you would spend it at the casino? How much do you plan on losing?"

"Everything," he joked back. "But I'm not even sure there's anything to lose. Not really."

Brad glanced at the driver again and wondered why he felt so comfortable in his presence. He was angry, frustrated, and confused when he walked to the car. But now, sitting in the leather seat listening to a violin on the radio, something about the driver's person worked on him as a muscle relaxer. He felt the dam of anxiety inside him begin to crack, and he poised an exploratory question, "Man, you look old enough to know? What if you love a woman but think she's just using you?"

A pensive "Hmmmm" was all the driver replied. But like a soothing cocktail, it opened his emotions and invited confidence.

"Yeah, I met this girl six months ago. The week I moved to Florida. We hooked up immediately, and I thought it was love at first sight."

"Oh, you just moved to paradise," the driver asked companionably. "Where are you from originally?"

"All over, I was an Army brat as a kid, and then I joined the Army," he replied, glancing again at the older man. Even though his minivan was top-line and still had its new smell, he seemed out of place in an Uber. There was a slightly unearthly quality about him. It would have been more believable to hear him giving counsel to world leaders. Maybe it was the old guy's beard. It was immaculately groomed and instantly assured you of some pristine quality in the man's character. Brad would usually find this prissy and a bit irritating. But instead of setting him on edge, it gave him confidence in the man behind the beard. When he ordered the Uber, he had been wound tighter than an eight-day clock and planned on a night of hard drinking. But now, he placed his elbows on the armrests, "Hey, do you mind if I let the seat back a bit?"

"Of course, whatever makes you comfortable. There is a bottle of water in the console if you want."

The trip was forty-five minutes, but it allowed him to rest. They turned left off Le Jeune Rd onto Okeechobee and headed for the Turnpike. At this time of the day, the traffic would be pretty heavy, and he would close his eyes for a moment. His fortieth birthday was in a week, and some of life's minor problems should have worked out by now. But he was more confused than ever. Why was the guy driving so tranquil, as if he didn't worry about the world? Sighing, Brad adjusted the seat and asked, "What would you do if you were me?" Now, Brad was ordinarily reserved, not used to asking for advice. Maybe it was his confused emotions, loneliness, recent changes, or perhaps just the guy's beard? He didn't know, but something opened the floodgates, and all his problems flowed into the Uber driver's patient ears.

Why hadn't his life turned like his parents? They met while his dad was stationed in the Philippines. Forty-five years and four kids later, they were still happy. So why couldn't he find the right girl? He had been in ROTC during college and then entered the Army. He loved it but thought it would turn out the same way it had for his dad. A wife, a few kids, traveling the world, but that hadn't happened. The few times he had been close to marriage, things would fall apart. It hadn't been such a big deal until he found himself retired, in Florida, almost forty, and in love with Auralee.

He met her at a retirement party friends threw for him. They went to a Miami strip club for one last wild night together, and there she was. She was so sweet and beautiful that he couldn't believe the attention she had shown him, as if he were the only man in the room. She had been a dancer but stitched to a server because of her kids. Brad was shy and always let women make the first move. And Auralee had certainly done that. She moved in so strongly that he was living with her and three kids in two weeks, and they began discussing marriage. But talk was all it turned out to be. Six months later, they were still talking.

Here, the driver empathetically chuckled, and Brad sighed in frustration. "She's only twenty-eight, and I love the kids. They're pretty good, and I suppose it's easier than having my own. I would even adopt them. But sometimes, I have this eerie feeling, a premonition of sorts, that she doesn't love me. She tells me she's so in love, and we have the most phenomenal sex, but she spends hours talking to her ex every day."

"Oh, there's an ex?" It was a question, but Brad felt the driver already knew and was inviting him to continue. Brad eerily thought the bearded man knew what he would say before saying it, but he continued.

"Yeah, he's not a bad dude. He owns half the club where Auralee works. Rich, but he's an alcoholic. She broke up because she didn't want kids growing up with a drunk. They hooked up for nine years, and she had three kids with him; that's pretty strong stuff. She says she's over him. She tells me I'm the only one she ever really loved and wishes the kids were mine. But, if that's true, why does she keep putting off getting married?"

"I think she still loves the dude, and I know he still loves her. Half the time, I feel she only has me around to pay the mortgage and make him jealous."

"What makes you think he still loves her," queried the driver.

"The dude is a fifty-five-year-old Cuban who owns a Miami strip club. He ain't spending hours a day talking to some woman he doesn't love."

A deep, hearty laugh answered this; it was so compassionate that Brad joined in. He felt his heart revitalizing and almost wished the ride was longer.

"Where are your parents now," asked the resonant voice behind the beard.

"Oh, they live in Ohio, on a farm outside Columbus. It's beautiful up there, with rolling hills, forest, and rivers, but butt-ass cold in winter. No, give me the beach. Yeah, I thought of moving there when I left the Army, but I work remotely for a government contractor so that I can live anywhere. And why not live in paradise?"

"Oh yes," said the driver, "I've always lived in paradise. I would never leave."

"Funny you ask about my parents. I'm so torn up about Auralee that I thought of moving there for a while. I love farming and could help my dad until I figured things out. I was so mad when you picked me up; I planned to split tomorrow."

"And the girl?"

"Yes, that's the question. What to do about Auralee? I do love her, but that may be the sex. You know how that is. I don't know. She will not stop talking to her ex; she says they're best friends, and needs to keep him involved with his kids. It makes me so pissed sometimes, but if I were the dude and wanted her back, I would keep her on the phone, too. So, you can't blame him. He seems just as frustrated by the bullshit as I am. So, which one of us does she want?"

"That seems like a simple question. But why doesn't he help her out if it's about money?"

"Oh, but he does. He pays a crapload in child support. I only pay the mortgage and electricity; it seems fair 'cause I'm living there."

The Toyota pulled under an awing at the Casino entrance, and Brad felt disappointed the ride was over.

"Well, I hope it all works out for you. But you may be approaching it wrong. You think the real problem is you don't know her mind. So, you want to figure out what she's really up to; then you'll know your next move?"

"That's right."

"Hum, do you know what you want? If you were at any other point in life, would you have put up with Auralee? Do you know your own heart? Sometimes, it isn't whether it's real gold but what it was used to make. A golden calf is absolute gold, but it is still an idol, not God."

Brad stared at the Uber driver in stunned silence. It had never occurred to him that even if Auralee wanted him, maybe she wasn't worth fighting for. "Thanks. No wonder your customer service rating is perfect."

The driver left the parking lot and headed toward US 1. He would go south toward downtown Miami, picking up riders along the way. The afternoon was full of standard riders: older women headed to the mall, a mother took her kids to the local pool, and teenagers went to Starbucks. He gave them each his opening speech. The teenagers took him up on playing their music and practically blew his eardrums with rap. Everyone chatted with him casually and thanked him when dropped at their destination. But while he drove, he meditated on Brad.

"God," he said aloud, "what a nice guy. He needs to win today, not lose. And he needs set up with the right girl." The older gentleman didn't believe the beautiful Auralee was the one. But you can't tell people what to do; they must figure it out themselves. After his brief, informal prayer, he anxiously looked down at the app on his phone.

There was another long ride; he loved the long ones. Google Maps took him to a Chinese restaurant behind the Fountainbleu Hotel across the Causeway. Outside waited the fashionable couple he was picking up. They were in their early thirties, and both wore the look of success as casually as they wore their expensive clothes. This should be interesting, he thought and chuckled, a story as old as time.

The tall, handsome man opened the side door for the woman, and they got into the back. She was lovely, but the man was even more beautiful. The driver asked their names and went through his schpeel. They opted for his classical music, charged their phones, and wanted to continue their private conversation. An odd tension ran through them like a low electrical current.

She was a stunning woman with short black hair and green eyes that flashed as she spoke. She reached across the space between them and took his hand. "It's okay," she laughed; "I've known since college. Admit it. You're gay."

"I'm not," he laughed back. "Not every man wants sex with every woman."

"Uh, yes, they do. All straight men want sex with every semi-attractive woman possible."

The driver nodded his head in agreement, but they didn't notice.

"Look," she went on, "we've been best friends, on the verge of being lovers, since our freshman year. I'm not upset. I wish you would be straight about it and stop pretending I stand a chance."

"Did you just tell me to be straight about being gay? Is that even possible?" They both laughed now, and their breath exuded the faint odor of expensive liquor. "Woman, you have been my best friend since we met. I always work and don't have room for a serious girl. You are not the kinda' thang a guy just hits once in a while."

"That's the gayest excuse of all. No one works so much they don't have time for sex."

He pulled her hand to his lips and kissed it. "You know I love you. But you don't want sex; you want marriage."

"And you prefer sex and marriage with men. Hey, it's not like I would be shocked. Everyone we knew in school told me you were gay. Whenever you come to visit, all my friends think you're gay. Now, I am visiting you in Miami. Who do we have dinner with? We are a gay couple, you know. So, I will make you a deal. If you admit you're gay, I will tell you my most bizarre sexual secret. Yes, it's true! I have secret sexual desires that I keep hidden even from you. It's so worth it, I promise. My sexual confessions for yours. Trade?"

"What? You tell me everything. You have no secrets from me?"

"No, I mean yes, I do, and it will make your head spin. Just admit it so I can stop fantasizing about marrying you, and, in exchange, I will tell you the dirtiest thing you have ever heard. Tell me you're gay."

The driver checked his rearview mirror. After a few minutes of silence, the man looked deeply into her eyes with genuine affection and said, "Okay, I'm gay. I don't know why I'm telling you this; no one knows. I keep it entirely secret and very separate. How did you guess?" Then he looked back at the Uber driver through the rearview mirror and said, "Don't tell my mother, okay."

"No, no. That's not my job." Then, under his breath, he mumbled, "Thank God, someone else is in charge of that."

But they weren't listening anyway. Instead, she laughed, and he lightly punched her in the shoulder. "Now, how did you know?"

"I told you. I've made a million passes at you, and you never responded. I learned this by watching 'Friends' as a kid. Of course, all male friends want sex with their female friends. But it wasn't because you weren't interested in me. You tell me stories about relationships, but I don't know any girls you ever slept with. I want you to know how much I love you. It doesn't change that at all."

"Okay, dirty girl. Now tell me your filthy secret," his handsome face laughed.

She leaned close and whispered, "I love black men."

"Oh my God! So do I," he shouted, and they burst into fresh laughter. "I would never have guessed. You always date uptight lawyers just like you."

"I know, but secretly, I love to have sex with black men while listening to Barry White."

Even the Uber driver joined in this round of laughter, and the friends seemed suddenly to realize they weren't alone. "Isn't it funny what you'll say with a stranger listening that you won't tell your parents," she poised.

They stopped before a sleek Condo building in Brickell, and the man got out. They kissed goodbye in a friendly manner and promised to talk tomorrow. Then she got back in, and the Sienna continued toward her hotel by the airport.

The driver didn't look back. He didn't need to because he could feel her mood deflate from where he sat. She was silent for a while, then leaned forward and asked, "Hey, do you mind if I give you a confession?"

"Sure, It's what I'm here for." And he smiled in a conspiratorial manner. It was amazing how much this driver reminded her of her grandpa, not his looks, but how he made her feel safe.

"I've been in love with him for sixteen years and never had the guts to ask him until tonight. As a result, I've ruined other relationships holding out for him. I'm not angry; really, I did know. But there was always a romantic undercurrent, and he encouraged it. I thought, after college, we'd get together, or after as we got our careers going. So, I came to Miami for a conference and decided to push the button. And now here I'm alone, and the guy I've waited for would rather have my brother.

"What about the black men?"

"Oh, I just made that up. No, there really was this black boyfriend, and the sex was great, Barry White and all, but he moved to California for work, and now he's married. I feel cheated. Mea culpa."

She went on, telling the driver about her life in the Midwest. Getting hired at the law firm where she practiced had been hard. She wouldn't do it differently but wished she hadn't chased a gay man around her entire adult life. It was time to have kids, and there was not one prospect on the horizon. "My God, I hope I don't end up never married." Her face had no tears, but the driver could feel them flowing inside her.

In front of her hotel, she reached to slide the door open but turned back. "Hey," she said, "thanks for listening to all my nonsense."

"It wasn't nonsense. But sometimes life is just waiting for the right moment."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, whether the man you wanted was gay or not, you haven't been ready for marriage until now anyway. It's inconvenient but not catastrophic. Maybe you secretly spent all these years loving a gay man because you needed an excuse not to get serious until you were ready. After all, you still have a lifelong friend. And I'm sure the right man is out there."

'Wow, let's hope so." She watched him drive off, thinking, "That's the best Uber driver I've ever had. He should have been a life coach."

It was late into the evening, and the night blossomed around Miami. City lights reflected off the ocean water, and a cooling breeze brought some relief from the day's heat. Families who had played all day wound down for the night. In contrast, singles got ready to go out. The driver's day was just beginning. Miami is a city that lives by night, and his rides would last until the wee hours. One after the next, he picked up people coming and going. Late in the evening, he drove past Sugar Babies. The beautiful but indecisive Auralee worked three nights a week in this strip club. He thought of Brad at the casino and knew he wasn't losing.

Beep. The driver looked at his Uber app, and sure enough, there was a ride from Sugar Babies going all the way to Coral Gables. He smiled, turned the van around, and pulled in to wait at the front door.

The ride came out and got into the back, "Ivan," queried the driver.

"Yeah, get me out of here quick before I kill her."

He didn't bother with his usual passenger announcement. Instead, he switched the radio station to a local Hispanic one and drove.

The agitated rider was talking to himself, "Mierda, I shoulda' killed her when I had a chance. But I swear I'm gonna do it now." He wrung his hands together and moved back and forth in the seat. Then quickly looked at the driver and asked, "You understand English, man?"

"Yes. Are you okay?"

From behind, Ivan glared at the man driving the van. What did he mean, "Are you okay?" Could this grey-haired gringo tell what he was thinking? Why did he have to get the one driver in Miami who spoke English?

"Sure, I'm fine. I'm just a little pissed off at my lady, that's all. But it's gonna be okay. I'm gonna take care of everything." As Ivan finished, he felt he had said too much. He suspiciously thought the Uber driver sensed the purpose behind his words. He tried to sound casual because no one should know his intentions. He wasn't afraid of the consequences; he was fully reconciled to prison. Ivan didn't want anyone trying to stop him.

The driver hummed with Habana Blues on the radio in the front seat. Ivan was drawn away for a moment to his early childhood and beaches far away.

Solo tu y yo, en la cuidad dormida

Solo tu y yo, besando sus heridas, Habana

Y tengo que dejarteir, poniendo el mar entre los dos

Ivan felt a pain rise in his throat, and he held the tears back from his eyes. The driver navigated traffic south on I-95. His rich voice softly sang a few words, evoking Ivan's youth's island and bringing waves of tranquilizing comfort. The Uber driver no longer seemed a threat but a safe harbor for Ivan's turmoil. Ivan leaned as far forward as his body would reach, "I'm going to kill her."

He decided to confide in this stranger who murmured so beautifully of Cuba. "I can't take it anymore. She has destroyed my life and ruined everything. You know, I got a wife and kids in Cuba? I came here thirty-two years ago when I was just a twenty-year-old kid. But I already had two kids of my own, and now, I got grandkids who want to come to America. They want to live here and go to school."

The driver nodded sympathetically, and Ivan said, "But she wants it all. She wants to sue me for everything I worked for, everything I owe to my wife, who raised my kids in Cuba by herself. She can't be happy with what I give her; she can't be satisfied that she is the one I love. She has to try and take it all. Do you see how I can't let that happen? I have responsibilities to other people. It would be better for me to go to prison than lose everything. So today, I signed it all over to my son in Cuba. And now I'm going to make sure she never sues."

"But what would give her the right to sue? Couldn't you just hire a lawyer?" The Uber driver sounded so genuinely concerned that, for a moment, Ivan broke down.

He sobbed into his hands. "I can't divorce my wife as La Diabla wants. My wife has been good and faithful. What has she done to deserve a divorce? Nothing. But me? I love an evil woman, one I will never be able to have. She is like the poison of heroin in my veins. My love kills me, but I keep going to her for more."

"Diabla can sue because I was a fool and did not protect myself. She got pregnant. I was even proud to have children with a woman so beautiful. I've given her everything she asked for; I only wanted her to love me. I even put up with her other men because I'm infected with love for her. Soy torpe. I bet you never heard such a story of someone so foolish. A man devotes himself to a woman who doesn't love him?"

It was dark, so Ivan didn't see the driver's mysterious smile. "Actually," he replied, "You might find it comforting to know I've had other confused men today. If you transferred your assets to your son, won't that protect you?"

"No, she can still sue. I was real stupid last year and got two DUIs. I was driving with one of the kids when I got pulled over. That's why I take Uber. I was already giving her child support, but she said she needed a court order after the DUI. In case something happened to me. I listed a bunch of assets, so I'm screwed. I even bought her a house, thinking it would make her calm down. I paid it off in full with cash. This morning, I tried to talk to her to get her to see it from my wife's point of view. But she went crazy and got her lawyer to call me. My son in Cuba knows about her, but he can't tell his mom because she thinks I'm a saint. Worse, I still want Diabla so much that my heart hurts. I love an evil woman, and there's just one cure."

"I don't think it's murder."

"No, man. Gettin' drunk. She's why I drink. But I can't even have a beer now because they make me take these tests all the time to stay outta jail."

Ivan continued, "I don't need Uber. I got a Porche and a big fat Lexus SUV, but I can't drive them now. And she wanted to take the Lexus from me, so I sold it to my business partner for one dollar. I bought her a Chevy; it's better for kids. Do you think she even said thanks? No, she said, kiss my ass! She wasn't gonna be happy without my Lexus."

"But you love her?" There was no hint of sarcasm when the driver asked this, just deep sympathy for the human condition.

Ivan's answer was to break down crying again. "I can't take it."

The freeway had ended and turned into US 1. Ivan looked up with desperation on his face. "No, she will not take everything! I'm not going home. Turn left on 17th? It's right here." He led the driver through several turns until they ended in front of an Italian-style mansion. He sat quietly in the back for a minute as if he were still trying to decide. Then, looking into his lap, he asked, "What should I do?"

From the front seat, the luxurious masculine voice said, "Well, everything has a beginning and an end. We can't decide the beginning of a thing, but we all get to decide what the end will be."

"How do we do that?"

"By what we use to fill the middle. That's what decides the end. You think you have come to an end, and maybe you have. I'm not the one in charge. But perhaps you are just in the middle, and you need to change how you fill it up."

Ivan picked up his phone and slid his finger around the screen. "Hey," he told the driver, "Even if I die tonight, this ride was worth a big tip."

The driver smiled and said, "Thanks, but be safe."

As he drove off, he watched the garage door rise and, without looking, knew there was a Lexus SUV inside. He thought about Brad and wondered if there was some swirling vortex of heartbreaking women in Sugar Babies. He trolled US 1 north until he crossed one of the causeways to Miami Beach.

Once there, he drove people back and forth from restaurants to hotels until right before midnight, when he picked up a family from Ukraine on vacation. They stayed with relatives in Key Biscayne and had been doing all the tourist things on South Beach all day. The driver offered to change the Hispanic radio station he had switched to for Ivan, but they liked it. It made their experience feel more authentic. The kids excitedly told him about walking on the beach, seeing dolphins swim, and drinking fresh green coconuts in better English than their parents. Then, he drove them across the bridges onto the peacefully sleeping island, where he dropped them off. Afterward, he stopped at a gas station. The tank filled up as he ate a few peanuts and rested. Listening to passengers pour out their troubles was draining, but it was what he did, and he did it well. He was the best. Still, it was great when the happy ones came along and helped him recharge.

He closed his eyes and exercised his mind, focusing on Brad to see how he was. The driver could see he wasn't in the casino anymore. Instead, he was home looking through the house for Auralee. Her car was there, but she was nowhere to be found. The kids were in bed, asleep alone, without a babysitter. Brad was glad he came home and finally sat down on the couch. Then he picked up a pistol from the coffee table. Why on earth was there a pistol out? The driver reached out with his mind to see if he could find the absent Auralee. But another vision invaded him. He gasped and started driving.

He was speeding a little but for a good cause. He had passed the Sea Aquarium and reached the final stretch of the bridge when the first police car went speeding past. Over the open water, police cars blocked off the lanes on both sides, and he came to a halt. The flashing lights on the other side of the road were about fifty feet away, and he adjusted his eyes to see. A black SUV crashed into the railing by the ocean side facing him. Several police officers had taken cover near their vehicles with guns drawn, pointing toward the SUV

Don't do it! Please don't do it! Could you not do it, he prayed? But that instant, Ivan burst from the driver's side door and jumped onto the railing. He stood on top defiantly and lifted a pistol into the air. A full moon reflected off the dark water below the city lights. It illuminated the potent alloy of love, hate, possession, and rejection. All the passion of a million lifetimes shone on Ivan's face. On the radio, Pedro Infante sang emotionally in Spanish.

Let the moon rise; let the sun go down

Let the night fall so that love begins

Let the stars fill me with inspiration

To say beautiful things to you, sweetheart

I know there is no love in the world like the one you give me

And I know that night after night, it grows more and more

Then, as Ivan's body lept from the bridge, it jerked with the force of bullets and fell at a twisted angle into the peaceful water below. The driver slumped with disappointment and listened to the final strains.

When I'm in your arms, I always wonder

What fate owed me, that you were my payment

So, in my life, I give everything to you

You, who gave me a kiss that I never deserved

I know that there is no love in the world like the one you give me

And I know that night after night, it grows more and more

So, Let the moon rise

An ambulance on the other side pulled someone from the SUV and drove toward Miami. Then the police cleared the bridge, and the driver headed south toward home, too emotionally exhausted to continue. He hated it when he lost one.

The next day, his app turned on later than usual because he had slept late. He took the Ronald Reagan north toward Fort Lauderdale, hoping for a change of pace. But as he passed Hialeah, beep. He looked down, recognized the address, and turned off to head back to the pinkish-brown house.

Brad waited outside this time. The Uber driver didn't see the kids anywhere, so he threw a suitcase in the back and then jumped into the front passenger seat.

"Oh my God! I can't believe it's you. I've never had an Uber driver twice. Of course, you'll think I'm crazy, but I prayed to God it would be you. This is insane."

The driver smiled broadly, and it had the effect of sunshine. "So, I guess you decided to visit Ohio for a while?"

"I'm outta here permanently, man. I'm going to Ohio and never coming back, at least not for a long time. You would not believe the night I had. It was crazy."

"Really? What happened?"

"First, I made a killing at the casino. And," Brad laughed before he continued, "It was because of you. I was sure you were my good luck charm. So, every time I threw those dice, I said, 'Come on, Rafael.'"

The driver laughed heartily with him and said, "That's not a bad idea. I might come back as a good luck charm on my next tour. So, you won a little?"

"No," said Brad, "I won a shitload. I couldn't lose to save my life. I won over a hundred thousand dollars. Finally, the casino manager called the police. They searched me to see if I was rigged to cheat, then made me leave. I came home to tell Auralee I wanted to take her and the kids on a badass vacation for my birthday. I was thinking someplace like Italy, but she wasn't there."

"Hmmm," nodded the driver as if he already knew.

"I found a gun in the living room and was scared outta my mind. So I sat waiting until about two in the morning. Then, I get a call from the hospital and rush over there."

"Was she hurt?"

"Not really; they had to remove duct tape from her mouth, wrists, and ankles, but other than that, she was fine. Remember she had an ex? Well, last night, he went crazy and kidnapped her. They weren't as friendly as she said. She filed to take his businesses away from him, have his partner run the whole operation, and use his drinking as an excuse. That's why they talked all the time."

"Anyway, I show up at the hospital, and the business partner, Raoul, he owns the other half of Sugar Babies, is already there. A nurse sends me to the exam room, but Raoul is in there arguing with her. Now get this: he's the real father of all three kids, DNA and all. They've been conning this poor dude Ivan, who finally gets desperate and decides to kill her. He stole a Lexus from Raoul's garage and tied her up to throw her in the ocean. Raoul calls the cops because he can't get her to answer the phone, and sure enough, Ivan has gone to Auralee's house. The cops see him leaving in the Lexus; then there is a high-speed chase and everything across Miami. In the end, they shoot him while he's trying to jump off a bridge. It's all over the news today. I can't believe you didn't see it."

"I feel sorry for Ivan. I even feel sorry for Raoul. Mostly, I feel sorry for those kids. But no one will say they feel sorry for Brad 'cause I'm outta here."

"So now that this guy Ivan is dead, When Auralee realizes I am listening to it all, she is suddenly sweet as sugar. 'Oh Brad, I love you, baby. It's not what you think.' I just turned around, walked out, and never looked back. By the time she got home this morning, she had already talked to her lawyer. The two-million-dollar insurance policy she had on Ivan is good. Two million, did you hear that? It didn't take five seconds to find two million reasons why she no longer needed me. I didn't tell her about the casino because she would have tried to get that. Anyway, the coldest night in Ohio will be warmer than here.

They pulled into the airport and approached the American Airlines terminal. Brad looked a bit misty as he thanked the driver. "Seriously, I almost hate to say goodbye. It's like you are my guardian angel. I hope we meet again someday."

"We will."

"Before you go, I just wasn't rich enough for her, was I? Do you think I will ever meet the one?"

"Well," the driver responded, "Auralee sounds like a fast, sleek ship that needs deep water. Ships like that want to be in the ocean, racing from port to port. You strike me more as a river, not an ocean. Certain fine rivers, like the Rio Grande, can't hold ships that big, but they do an excellent job watering the valley. Maybe next time, you should look for a woman who is a warm green valley, stable and full of life. Maybe you'll find a woman who needs some water to help her grow."

Brad sat in the airport, waiting to board his plane. He was several hours early and napped for a while. Then he texted his mother and deleted pictures he didn't want to remember from his phone. After a time, the waiting area filled, and someone took the seat on his right side. A minute later, a soft feminine chuckle started, then she quizzed, "Just break up with your girlfriend?"

"Yeah, how'd you know?" Brad looked up to see an arresting pair of green eyes meet his.

"Well," she said, "I spent the morning deleting pictures from my phone too."

They smiled in mutual sympathy and looked at each other. "Yeah, I thought I would marry this girl two days ago. I would probably still believe that, but I met this Uber driver. Don't laugh at me, but I think he was my guardian angel."

"What?" She laughed, and it sounded like a song of joy to Brad. "Not my wise old grandpa, Uber driver? He's my guardian angel," she said in a teasing manner.

"Oh, it can't be the same guy; Miami has too many. Was he an older man with curly grey hair, the best beard ever, dressed super sharp, driving a spanking new Toyota?"

Her eyes darted wide. "I was kidding, but yes. I don't remember what kind of minivan it was, but it was white and brand new. I was so upset, and something about him made me feel, well…."

"Safe and protected," finished Brad.

"Yes. Are you on this flight to Columbus?"

"I am. I'm moving there to help out my parents. I do IT for the government, so I'm remote. What about you?"

"I'm a lawyer at a firm in Columbus. It is bizarre that we had the same Uber driver and just broke up with someone. But he's my guardian angel because I had him twice. So what are the chances of that?"

Brad sat up straight and stared at her in disbelief. "No, you're kidding? I had him twice. Yesterday, when I was undecided. And he brought me to the airport this morning."

"This is spooky. The same thing happened to me. Except I wasn't undecided. I was very decided. But, he gave me the greatest advice just now."

Brad smiled as he began memorizing her beautiful face. "What did he tell you?"

"That my boyfriend was a deep, fast river, only looking for influential ships for his waters. But I needed a slow-moving river willing to take its time and water the whole valley."

With a twinkle in his eye, Brad chuckled and asked, "I don't suppose you would like to get dinner tomorrow evening?"

If Art Could Talk Series - A Timeless Sculpture: Reflections from My Perch in the National Museum of Iran

2024-09-08T17:36:00.000-07:00

Hello there! I'm a magnificent relief sculptor residing in the superb National Museum of Iran in Tehran. My story transcends time, stretching back to the latter half of the 1930s when the astute Erich F. Schmidt discovered me. To this day, the identity of my creator remains a mystery. However, I do not doubt that I was carved by extraordinarily skilled artisans who poured their talent and dedication into every detail of my form.

As you gaze upon me, it's easy to understand why countless visitors are captivated by my presence. Standing over eight feet tall, I am not just an ordinary sculpture but a grand testament to the artistry of my time. My features tell a story that resonates throughout history—here, I portray not one but two great Persian kings. You'll see the dignified King Darius seated upon his royal throne while the future King Artaxerxes stands behind him. Surrounding them are Persian courtiers who lend an air of authority and grandeur to this scene.

What adds to my allure is the intricate depiction of noblemen from twenty-three nations once ruled by the mighty Persian Empire. Each nobleman is adorned in attire that reflects their homeland, proudly presenting a tribute to King Darius, with attendants accompanying them. The artistry in their costumes showcases a remarkable variety of styles, capturing the rich cultural tapestry of the ancient world.

Art scholars often marvel at my design, especially at the intricacies of the sculptors' techniques. The finely pleated folds of the garments and the layering of clothing provide a depth that brings life to the stone. My creators employed a new stylization that marked a pivotal moment in Near Eastern sculpture, making me one of the first to showcase such detail. The way the shoulders and arms press through the figures' draperies creates a striking effect, a technique influenced by Ionian Greeks around the sixth century BCE.

Commissioned around 490 BCE by King Darius himself, I was meant to adorn the walls of his grand palace in Persepolis—a magnificent structure designed to leave visitors awestruck. Anyone who entered this royal abode would have gazed upon me, allowing my beauty and grandeur to speak volumes of the empire's power and prestige.

One must recognize the enduring theme of subjugated peoples represented within my scenes. Every tribute presented serves to reinforce the political dominance of the Persian Empire, visually illustrating the vast reach and influence of King Darius. My processional scenes not only captured the essence of my time but also extended their influence beyond the borders of Persia itself. In fact, it is said that I may have inspired Athenian sculptors who, in the fifth century BCE, created the Ionic frieze of the Parthenon in Athens.

So here I sit, a silent witness to the passage of time, embodying the artistic genius of my creators, the grandeur of the Persian Empire, and the interconnectedness of cultures across history. I invite you to step closer, reflect on the stories I hold within my carved surfaces, and appreciate the legacy I continue to share with the world today.

2024-09-05T20:39:00.000-07:00

The Window Seat

I created "The Window Seat," aiming to captivate with a vivid and colorful portrayal of three glass bottles filled with flowers arranged gracefully on a windowsill. I chose bottles of varying shapes and sizes to bring unique character to the composition. I placed pink roses, vibrant orange flowers, and delicate purple blooms inside these bottles to create a harmonious bouquet of colors, adding layers of visual interest.

For the background, I painted an impressionistic view of a garden through the window, using warm and bright tones of green and orange to add depth and convey an inviting, lush outdoor environment. I focused on capturing the light as it filtered through the glass bottles, casting subtle reflections and shadows on the surface beneath them. These reflections, combined with the intricate details of the flowers and bottles, give the scene a lively, dynamic quality.

One of the standout features of this piece is its ability to evoke a sense of cheerfulness and natural beauty. Working with watercolors allowed me to bring a softness and fluidity to the scene, enhancing its vibrancy. I picked the wildflowers used in the composition from my yard, adding an element of spontaneity and authenticity.

In "The Window Seat," I sought to blend the interplay of colors, light, and natural elements to create an artwork that is both visually stunning and emotionally uplifting.

2024-08-20T18:25:00.000-07:00

Roses For Adrienne

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2024-08-18T10:00:00.000-07:00

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