This is the final post of four things on http://www.fourfortheday.com but the site will remain open with updates on the things to come.
This has been a truly amazing year with this project. From day one I knew when I was organizing my studio and seeing how many small collections of things I kept and really loved, to Allison Sommers first post on January 2nd 2011, and in early November when all weeks had been assigned, and now when everything is all said and done that the concept of this project was something people really enjoy. We love our stuff and other peoples as well.
I can’t thank the Guest Editor’s enough for making this what it is. It takes courage to expose the things we hold onto. The Guest Editor’s did it and the internet has found out a little more about each of them.
I encourage everyone to keep checking back to find out what is next for this little project. My hope is a bound book and art exhibition. But I am open to other possibilites.
My humble thank you to everyone who made this possible and the collectors around the world, past, present, and future.
Happy New Year.
s. arden hill
3 is my favorite number. But this isn’t my collection… it’s his.
I love faces… its the only thing that sustains my interest and keeps me painting. I am slowly (very slowly) collecting painted portraits. The two with tape are studies I painted from drop in painting this week, the upper left I bought off a homeless guy for $5, and the other a friend painted in grad school…
I make many things out of paper, but one of my current obsessions is paper shoes.
When I decided to start collecting birds nests I happened to off handedly tell my dad about my new quest. He thought it was a bit weird and said so, and I paid him no mind. A day or so after our conversation, he called me and asked if he had ever told me about his maternal grandfather and his bird nest collection… I said that he hadn’t. He went on to describe a grandfather about which he remembered very little, except for the aviary at the back of his house and the room full of altered cigar boxes which housed nests and egg specimens upon the dozens. My dad said he remembered the lids to the wooden cigar boxes had been removed and replaced with glass, taped on with thick black artists tape. My great grandfather had carefully noted the date and location of each collection and the type of bird who created the nest. I was so eager to see what sounded like an amazing treasure trove of nests, hoping that some cousin somewhere had a basemen full of untouched boxes. Sadly, the collection had been donated, sold or lost except for a few pieces which are now part of the California Academy of Science’s collection. I have yet to make a date to visit what’s left of my great grandfather’s collection, but I love that I have a relative who had the same desire to collect these precious objects of nature. These are four of my favorite nests from a rather large and growing collection I started a few years ago.