Stop in to see the latest ARTservancy Artist in Residence
Featuring our ARTservancy Artist in Residence
We invite you to visit Gallery 224 in the month of May
to view paintings of ARTservancy Resident, Sally Duback.
This exhibition features life-size paintings
from her year-long residency at Spirit Lake Nature Preserve.
(a property of the Ozaukee Washington Land Trust)
Please join us for Sally's
Artist's Reception at the Gallery on
Saturday Evening, May 14th, 6-7:30pm.
Portraits by Eddee Daniel for his blog, awealthofnature.org
This probably sounds ridiculous, but I became aware of my need to be an artist at the age of four. My parents had an old art history book from their college years, with reproductions in black and white. I pored over the Old Master paintings of madonnas and saints, especially fascinated with the variety of ways the artists painted halos. I could tell the difference between a halo painted by Giotto, Raphael, and Leonardo, for example.
One day, when I was supposed to be napping, I sneaked the book into my bedroom and colored in all the halos with a yellow crayon. I then sneaked into my parents’ bedroom, retrieved my mother’s framed wedding portrait from my father’s dresser, removed the back from the frame, drew and colored in a halo around my mother’s head. My father never said a word and I loved him for it.
I grew up in Minnesota, the Twin Cities. I loved the out of doors, to draw and to make things. Dad built a workbench for me when I was 5 and taught me how to use tools; mother taught me how to paint. My imagination did the rest. My parents never complained about the mess.
As an adult, I have been a teacher of art to children and adults in schools, workshops, neighborhood centers, and artists’ retreats; I have created and directed dozens of public art projects. My studio practice runs parallel to my public art practice, and I am grateful for witnessing firsthand the fearless art making of children as a reminder always to take risks with my own work.
Tree Pose. Photo by Eddee Daniel
Detail from Back to Nature 1. Casein on canvas.
White Man’s Burden 4. Casein on canvas.
Back to Nature 6, Casein on canvas.
A small treasure I stumbled upon forty years ago. I lived less than a mile away. Riding my horse bareback through the nearby fox farm into a large woodland, I found a path, which I followed. It was a crisp fall day with a dramatic October sky.
The path sloped up to a clearing with a pond and a little rustic cottage. It didn’t seem as though anyone lived there, so I decided to ride through to the long gravel driveway which led to the main road. A guilty trespasser,
I drank in the songs of birds, the unmistakable clicking sounds of rustling fall foliage and milkweed. It was exhilarating to have found this place so close to my home; so tranquil. I was reminded of my childhood, when I would ride a different horse to a secret promontory on the edge of another wood, dismount, and savor the surrounding countryside.
Memory is an immersive experience: as immersive as becoming lost in the creation of a painting. To be able to visit a place that evokes so many memories for me is a gift. I have always been a nature girl and my life’s blood is being surrounded by its sights and sounds during all seasons.