Showing posts with label Fitz Henry Lane. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fitz Henry Lane. Show all posts

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Artist on Art: Clarke on Fitz Henry Lane and William A. Ellwell






















I repaired the box.  The glass is plexi, it is pitted, scratched with mildew stains.  the box lining is warped.  the posters continue to shrink.  the bottom was coming apart, i screwed it back together.  wiped off a crust of pollen and grime.  gave it a wash of slow set gilder's oil.  gave it a speed dry with the hot sun.  laid down aluminum leaf.  burnished the leaf to an almost hard tack (t?); rubbed in non oxidizing gold dust, light sipe with a milky tacky brush.  laid down more aluminum leaf.  inscribed sharpie drawing.  i saw the silhouette of gloucester in the leaf, then signed it.  one more burnish. done.  the only audience?  a man taking a deep lumbering nap on the rise behind me.

best,
deb.

Saturday, May 26, 2012

Walking in Gloucester May 26, 2012 pm: Fitz Henry Lane under Duress.







 today's revelation:  you gotta roll.

best,
deb



Friday, May 25, 2012

Artist on Art: Fitz Henry Lane Distressed






I've asked for this distressed poster via phone call to the museum today.  I don't know who maintains these scenic lookout venues.  I noticed this evening that the case is falling apart.  

stay tuned and best,
deb

Fitz Henry Lane: Distressed





This poster is morphing into some interesting statements.  Maybe the city or museum will give me the poster to make more art; whenever, someone decides to update this visual tourist attraction.

photo:  copyright clarke 2012 gloucester ma

best,
deb

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Famous Artist Home: The Stone Jug





The Stone Jug is the former home of Fitz Henry Lane, the famous landscape painter.  The house is on a hill in the Harbor Loop of downtown Gloucester.  Prior to the urban renewal blitz that hit Gloucester in the '60's the stone jug was tucked into the dense little neighborhood where Pew Court used to be.  

Note to self:  Become a famous artist and long after your dead, your name might be spelled wrong for a hundred years, and your misspelled name might appear on a sign perched atop an international amenities placard.  I've never been inside the stone jug. Maybe I will take a summer vacation and visit some of the sites of Gloucester, including this stone jug.

best,
Deb.