I recently came across this painting at a Flea Market in Hot Springs.
I excitedly rushed over to it hoping for a steal of a deal, because I immediately loved it. I loved the story it seemed to be telling as well as all the colors and textures.
Unfortunately the price was too high for me.
But I took a picture of the price tag so I could remember to look up the artist.
The artist is Katherine Strause and I adore her work.
She is even more amazing that I could have imagined.
And she lives in my parents hometown.
On her website it says
" Found photographs are the source material for these paintings. Katherine Strause's compositions allow us to bear witness to familiar stories through images of our shared past. By altering and re-arranging the original compositions a provoked subject matter emerges. At times the active witness appears in the paintings; at other times the active witness was the person behind the camera that took the original photograph."
With each of her paintings I feel as if I am looking at a whole book, right there in one painting.
They all feel familiar and slightly distant at the same time.
As if they are the images from stories I have heard but never seen.
I have never spent a good chunk of change on Fine Art, but if I was able to do so, I think I would start with Katherine.