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Urban Underpinnings

November 1, 2010 by Lonnie Lardner

How everyday structures become foundations for awesome abstract art.

Malibu Chic: Nature's Chemical Abstraction

I’m always impressed by those moments of discovery—when something functional becomes something artful—and smacks me in the face with its beauty. Here are a few shots capturing those moments – from recent trips to Nashville, Tennessee, Malibu, California, and Seattle, Washington.

Below, I zoomed in on a weathered copper panel from the foundation of this stunning Malibu coast home. Oxidation leads to a killer turquoise patina.

Sea Green: Close-up

On that same stretch of beach– underneath the storied multi-million dollar homes — you can see the raw structural supports  — wooden beams which look like precarious piles of Pick Up Stix poised for a fall. But in their own way, they are pure design.

Geometric Underbelly

"Our contractor was A.D.D."

Along the way, I discovered a small, older, somewhat neglected home with the most gorgeous peeling seafoam paint. It was so wind-beaten that it revealed an undercoat of textured gray wood.

"A Malibu Peel"

On Main Street, in Franklin Tennessee, right outside Nashville, I walked into a restaurant called “Red Pony” and grabbed the iphone to capture what can only be described as a couple of true surrealist compositions, revealing exposed brick and cracked cement walls. When I told the hostess I loved the look — she said — “Thank you. Most people can’t handle it.”

Then I ran across the work of a primitive American painter named Kelly Moore.  See if you see what I see (below). Her red skull makes for a sweet pairing with this new Nashville “brick art.”

Exposing brick -- creating art

NOT just another brick in the wall

Primitive painting by Kelly Moore

Up in Seattle, right on the shore of peaceful Lake Washington, the back of street sign caught my eye. It was weathered wood with a figure that reminded me of prehistoric cave paintings. I really love to encounter art in the funkiest places. Send me your discoveries. We’ll compare notes.

Signs of wildlife.

Filed Under: Found Art Tagged With: Abstract art, cave painting, copper patina, Finding art underground, house foundation, Kelly Moore, Malibu, Malibu chic, Nashville, primitive art, Seattle, stimulating your right brain, surrealism

Pooling around

August 2, 2010 by Lonnie Lardner

Yes, art is everywhere. Even in the deep end.

(Pic #1) "Pool guy" with an eye?

I can’t help it. I was just sitting at a pool party in Woodland Hills, California this weekend, when I noticed it. There was something different about the bottom of my friend Natasha’s swimming pool. As it was explained to me—the pool repair dude wasn’t sure how to handle filling all the cracks–so he punted—and covered them all in sweeping thick intersecting lines. I shot a few iphone photos to share the moments of “cool blue art.”

(Pic #2) Stepping into abstraction

He may not have noticed—that from above–he created a sweet set of abstractions—reminiscent of blue chip painter Franz Kline (1910-1962). For kicks, I removed the color from the swimming pool “grab shot,” and juxtaposed the two. (Pic #3)

(Pic #3) Left: Franz Kline Painting, “Buttress” (1956) Right: Natasha’s “Deep end” photo (2010)

Look for it—I promise you it’s there.

Filed Under: Found Art Tagged With: art is what you see, creative inspiration, developing an eye for art, discover your own art, find art everywhere, Franz Kline art, stopping to look

Scribbles of Understanding

May 13, 2010 by Lonnie Lardner

How a tanker truck on the California Interstate taught me the value of abstract art.

Twombly-truck-passes 4tlr copy

(Pic #1) “Found art” on the freeway

If you haven’t heard of contemporary artist Cy Twombly, it doesn’t matter. He’s best known for his masterful childlike scribbles in pencil or crayon. For decades, his work has fetched millions, and he’s still going strong.

If you do know Cy Twombly’s work, and you don’t think he’s a genius—you might just need to spend a little more time on the freeway. Okay, the California intestate may not be the venue for your “aha moment”—but it was for me.

A little back-story:

When I first saw Twombly’s work in Santa Monica in 1989, I had a degree in Fine Art, and absolutely no connection to, appreciation for, or understanding of art in the abstract. I was simply confused, and didn’t understand the painting, or the genre.

Fifteen years later—tooling up the 101 Freeway–probably late for something–a loud, dirty, old, scarred up white oil-dripping tanker truck passed me in the left lane. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I panicked, and thought–this truly is my once-in-a-lifetime “artistic epiphany.”

A veritable Cy Twombly masterpiece was teasing me from the fast lane.

Cy Twombly original

The side of the tanker was coated with scratchy black marks—just like Cy’s. It was a beautiful, rhythmical pattern of happy buy ambien little sketches—but on a friggin’ 18-wheeler.  I guess it was there for everybody to see–real abstract art–flying by at 65 mph. But somehow the moment chose me. Instantly—my brain got the message; the connection was made.  I got it–loud and clear: once you open your mind to art—it’s everywhere.

So I grabbed my point-and-shoot camera and chased the truck up the road—one hand on the wheel, the other desperately stretching over the dashboard, smack up to the windshield, then out the window–to nail the shot I needed. While I’m not proud of my driving habits, I am most appreciative of this magical moment sent my way.

Teasing tanker (close-up)

I couldn’t wait to get home and compare my “raw art” with Twombly’s blue-chip work. The photos seen here represent my moment of wonder and awe—that will last a lifetime. Now I get to share this experience and the photos with my corporate clients. Bottom line—when you shift your thought—you’ll see art in everything.

And if you’re open—art will find you.

My passion for abstract art can now be described as rabid. I discover it in junkyards, old barns, construction sites, recycle bins, spice racks, and rusty tools. It’s the reason I feel sheer joy when I spot a killer image—in traffic, or in trash.

Filed Under: Found Art Tagged With: art is everywhere, artistic epiphany, cy twombly explained, found art on the freeway, understanding abstract art

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