Showing posts with label musee16. Show all posts
Showing posts with label musee16. Show all posts

Thursday

a story of a diorama of an art exhibition

when I lived in Portland

I opened a small art gallery and museum

called  Musee16  ~A diorama of an art exhibition 


{art by Chris Lawson}

it was on the corner of 16th street 
in an old pharmacy 
next to a happy creperie

everyday I looked forward to sitting in the
calm gray blues of the walls
surrounded by old windows
that the rain would pour down on

listening to things like Moondog ,
Red Norvo , Francois de Roubaix
and Syd Barrett and installing artworks
while the streetcars would pass by

organizing objects and collections of things  ,
 rotating themes and collaborating
with so many splendid artists

getting to meet the inspiring
people that would wander in out of the rain
and share their interesting stories


 
{art by Chaim Garcia}

some of the artists and I
would trade pieces when the exhibit had ended 
I still have a piece by Chris and one of Chaim's pieces
up on my wall 
now in my living room





Saturday

.. Muted days and lingering sounds .. October .

The magical mohair scarlet sofa .. 
that was once the focal point 
and center of attention at the Musée16 .. 
is now going to be living in the center 
of my living room .

It was found in an old antique shop 
up in Portland down by the river .
Sat marvelously in the center of 
the Musée in an old Pharmacy ..
Moved down to the historic 
Santora Building and then over the
Fish Factory in downtown 
Los Angeles .
I love this tattered gem of a place
to linger and lounge ,
it's unknown history and all of the
artists that have sat on it .
~~~
And ..
I have spent the last few months organizing
and re~organizing my closet here and there
in my spare time .. pulling out of the bottom of bins with care ..
pieces of clothing that inspire fall and far way places
from another time . This photo has been my muse .
Tangos in dark cobblestone alleys ,
shadows in the distance ,
layers upon layers ..
October and November .


Sounds of the days becoming shorter ..
The words languish and linger .


And 
the exquisite soundtrack 
in the background of my mind most of the time ..

Monday

Musee16 . traveling art gallery . No. 16

we finally got our very own tiny museum!
this is the new musee space!...for several more
traveling years to come.
it's a 1949 main-line made of
old airplanes.
we will call her
No.16


now
just working on getting the grand opening together
and all the informative information
to the artists and such .. to be cont .