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
My final post will probably be the strangest out of my haphazard collections of four. Today I present, four things that curve and point.
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- Deer antler. My brother works for the city and last summer while he was doing yard work at Assinaboine Park he found this deer antler and gave it to me. At some point I will make something out of it but for now it is a bookend for my New American Paintings magazines.
- Mannequin hands I bought from Osborne Village Antiques. For a while I had these hung like mounted antlers in my bathroom but it didn’t like to stay up so it’s now my ring holder.
- Old garlic. I have never seen garlic do this before – it must be months old…
- Frozen organic bananas delivered to me by Fresh Option Organic Delivery. I normally never buy bananas but have recently signed up for this organic delivery and am getting so many I don’t know what to do with them! So I’ve been freezing them and planning on making banana bread.
My boyfriend’s dad is an oral surgeon and has the funniest collection of antique toothpaste containers. I say funny because it is something I would never think of collecting but I guess other people might think it funny if I collected paintbrushes.
Top left – Saponaceous Tooth Powder prepared from pure white soap as recommended by Dr. Bowditch
Top right – White Rose Paste an elegant preperation for preserving & whitening the teeth purifying and perfuming the breath prepared by S. Maw Son & Thompson
Bottom left – Rose Paste for preserving the teeth and gums and perfuming the breath
Bottom right – Cheery Toothpaste Patronized By The Queen for beutifying and preserving the teeth & gums prepared by John Cosnell & Co.
Maybe it’s form all the times I’ve been to Mexico or seeing her work in the TATE when I was in London, but I’ve always loved Frida Kahlo’s work. And apparently my friends and family know this too. Here are four (I have many more) pieces of reproduced Frida Kahlo art from my apartment.
- portrait given to me by my dad
- ‘Las Dos Fridas’ also given to me by my dad
- magnet I bought at Kustum Kulture
- another magnet given to me by either my mom or one of my friends years ago
My grandmother passed away this fall and I recently acquired a lot of her old things. She was an incredibly brave and kind woman who raised four children by herself after my grandpa died in the 60′s. She had next to nothing to raise her family on and went against advice she was given to go on welfare and instead got a job at the University of Manitoba, where she worked and then attended university in her sixties. She was an avid traveller until the end, her favourite destination being Mexico with my mom and my aunts. Here are four things that belonged to her:
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Intricate silver pendant
Pillbox with love scene
Four ceramic vases that I use to house my fresh and dead flowers/plants
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Lime green circular vase from Village Antiques in Osborne Village – contains unknown purple flowers purchased from Safeway.
Baby Head vase – a gift from my best friend Kaja – found in a Calgary antique store – contains a cactus purchased from Safeway two years ago – not sure how it is still alive as I may not have watered it for a year…
Bubble/cushion vase acquired at the University of Manitoba Ceramics sale (artist unknown) – contains dead daisies purchased from Superstore white (& alive), which I then dyed blue with food colouring.
Blue figure vase purchased off etsy three years ago (I searched high and low for the artist name but unfortunately I couldn’t find it) – contains one dead tomato plant found outside ace art in the exchange district in a box labelled “take me before I die!”
For my first ‘four’ I’ve decided to gather four broken ceramic dishware that up until last Wednesday, were fully intact. The sky decided to fall in my kitchen last week and due to a negligent unknown carpenter, about 80% of my dishware was lost. I heard a crash and walked into my kitchen to find my entire cupboard unit had fallen off the wall and the kitchen was filled with glass. This is an hommage to those favourite dishes lost.
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Chino glazed cereal bowl made by yours truly
Dinner plate of unknown origin left at my apartment from a potluck
Vintage teacup belonging to my roommates tea cup set from when she was little
Teacup by Norwegian Turi Design
* For more on ‘the crash’ visit: http://gilliangiggs.blogspot.com/2011/01/slowing-down.html
I am a painter so my studio often looks like a colour bomb exploded. I usually work on big canvases (5x6ft +) so when working on one, I lean them against a wall and will usually sit or stand right in front of it to paint. I don’t use a proper palette, I often use scraps of cardboard or wax paper to mix my paints so I have a tendency to be sitting, painting, and then stand up to see myself surrounded by paints, brushes, and current palettes all over the floor. I know exactly where to step but if anyone enters my studio they’re in for an obstacle course. Among the paints are reference images covering the walls, coffee cups, my paint spattered macbook, and my ‘library’ of New American Painting magazines in my bookshelf (cardboard box).