Originally uploaded by camille26.
this is my most recent purchase of original artwork. the story of how i came to own this painting is now integral to its history. while at the sunshine festival with my beloved aunt (with whom i've become a pea in a pod), we stumbled upon a regional artist showcasing his original works. i greatly, DEEPLY admired this painting which i intially called "the tree." it had no formal title, and it became MY tree.
we were sticky and sweaty, and the sky was threatening rain. so we stood under this artist's tent and i stared, with my hand on my face, into and beyond this painting. looking and relooking. discovering and then rethinking. after a moment, the artist (chris locklear) said "make me an offer." i was still speechless, stunned by the emotion that piece had evoked in me. after a few moments i said "i can't." and i was too flustered to give any explanation. i asked him if he sold all his work. "eventually" was his reply. so we looked a little more and left.
hours later when we were leaving the festival, i asked my aunt if she'd mind if i went back to look at the tree one more time. she suggested i ask the artist for his business card. she said "when you can afford it, maybe he'll still have it." this painting was already framed and the artist was asking $100 for it. being the struggling student i am, i of course could not justify spending that money right now, although i believe it was more than a fair price. when i returned to chris's tent, he began writing his number down for me (he'd run out of cards during the day) and said again "make me an offer." i said "i really can't. i would love to, but i know that what i could offer you is much less than what that painting is worth, and i would be embarrassed to do that." once more he said, "well you'll never know if you don't make me an offer." frustrated i replied, "i could only pay $30 or $40 at most." and he said "well young lady, that painting is yours."
my aunt and i carried it home, propped it up in front of the couch where we prepared to watch a movie, and ended up looking at and discussing it all night. i am very pleased with it. although it will always be my tree, we decided on the more appropriate title of "into the woods," which in itself is a story for another time. i am happy.