John Watt
Member
I was walking down a main city street in Welland, Ontario, near Niagara Falls. Six people were sitting side by side on a porch about five feet from the sidewalk, with stuff along the curb. They were looking grim and squinty-faced at me, so I pointed my finger and said "This is the laziest yard sale I've ever seen". A man said "That's all garbage. If you see something you can take it".
I ignored the computer and accessories, the kitchen and decor items, and pulled out a large metal picture frame with unbroken glass, just thinking about that. The focal point, a winter snow fence, looked too light-coloured and undetailed, compared to the rest of the print. It was heavy, so I bent a plastic cup to carry it back.
When I got back to my apartment, I looked at the back and saw a Denison Art Gallery stamp, in Markham, near Toronto, with numbers for the artist and print. I took it to Ric's Buy and Sell, a sign customer and shopping spot, where he looked it up on his computer, the gallery and artist still going strong. Walking again with it, I stopped in at a community service building, where the executive manager displayed his Canadian craft artwork. Looking at it from a distance, the shadows went straight across, a sunset, the light colours now explained. He was interested, agreeing that it looked corporate, needing a more natural frame, what he said might cost so I described my haulage efforts and asked $10, almost minimum wage. I'm glad I wasn't close, he whipped out his wallet so fast.
I'm saying North America is over-saturated with electric guitars and amps, saying I'll buy my next Fender Stratocaster from a vending machine in Niagara Falls.
For yous, is this art, or curbside debris?
I ignored the computer and accessories, the kitchen and decor items, and pulled out a large metal picture frame with unbroken glass, just thinking about that. The focal point, a winter snow fence, looked too light-coloured and undetailed, compared to the rest of the print. It was heavy, so I bent a plastic cup to carry it back.
When I got back to my apartment, I looked at the back and saw a Denison Art Gallery stamp, in Markham, near Toronto, with numbers for the artist and print. I took it to Ric's Buy and Sell, a sign customer and shopping spot, where he looked it up on his computer, the gallery and artist still going strong. Walking again with it, I stopped in at a community service building, where the executive manager displayed his Canadian craft artwork. Looking at it from a distance, the shadows went straight across, a sunset, the light colours now explained. He was interested, agreeing that it looked corporate, needing a more natural frame, what he said might cost so I described my haulage efforts and asked $10, almost minimum wage. I'm glad I wasn't close, he whipped out his wallet so fast.
I'm saying North America is over-saturated with electric guitars and amps, saying I'll buy my next Fender Stratocaster from a vending machine in Niagara Falls.
For yous, is this art, or curbside debris?