It's going to take me a week to blog last Friday night. I started at "Eclipse" curated by Maxwell Gallery's Mellanie Bugg featuring Ruth Franklin, Tracy Sharp, Michael West at Tracy Sharp's new studio on Highland Avenue.
Being color staved in these days of neutral, Ruth Franklin's dresses caught my eye first.
Here is Melanie Bugg, owner of Maxwell Gallery, with photographer/artist Michael West. Michael's encaustic trees seem to emit their own silver-gold light
Here is Tracy Sharp with her reddish head and a nude. Does the portrait have Tracy's smile? Almost. So few paintings smile these days.
I didn't meet Ruth Franklin but I couldn't resist her colors. They looked good enough to eat.
This yellow-blue-green pushed all my color buttons. I want to see this again in person.
Ms. Franklin must have happy technicolor dreams.
Maxwell Gallery is compact and comfortable.
Each gallery seems to have it's own kind of crowd.
Tracy's dress reflected into the street sign.
I managed a self-portrait. It that a white beret? I thought they were illegal after Labor Day.
There are a few more pictures if you'd like to see them.
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