ARTISTS FROM PLYMOUTH, MASSACHUSETTS”
“Over the river and through the woods, to grandmother’s house we go.”
Happy Thanksgiving! My thanks go to the four artists from Plymouth who allowed me to gather their work together for this special exhibit, and to all the people in town who make it a special place, to visit, and in which to live and work. God bless us, every one!
Please visit the artist’s websites if you want to see more of their art, and deal directly with each one when making a purchase for your growing collection. I assure you, each painting shown is priced way below the in-gallery price. Consider the value as well as beauty.
DAVID MONTEIRO is a popular and well-known artist with paintings in collections throughout the world. To add one of his fine works to your own collection, and you must have at least one marine painting, communicate with him directly and enjoy more of his work at www.davidmonteiro.com for his beautiful website and gallery of museum quality “investments” you can love, and there is no risk of depreciation. These two are priced considerably lower than their current value.
“SAILING ALONG THE COAST” (16 x 24 ) Oil on stretched canvas
“Leeward Bound” — (20×30) Oil on stretched canvas
JOHN CRUTCHFIELD is one of the finest painters in America with an eye for the essential and familiar American subjects. Please consider the current (very low) prices for his work when thinking about your collection and its value in the future. I think you could put one of these in your retirement portfolio, and of course, enjoy it with pride for all the years in between. All of the following paintings are framed. 5 paintings: oil, acrylic on board and canvas.
Visit: www.crutchfieldgallery.com to communicate directly with the artist, and to read about his work habits and to see even more of his wonderful work.
Both of these paintings have now SOLDNew Englanders are thrify and save things. My Grandfather bought a car like this and drove it for most of his grown-up life, to the consternation of my grandmother. After he died, my ‘sailor’ cousin Ray painted it yellow and wrote “Hubba Hubba” on it. Sometimes you cannot avoid change. But Art preserves the past forever. And in this case, for a very small price.-JJohnson
Only once I took my fries with me after eating at Woods in Plymouth Harbor. Big mistake. Must have been hundreds of seagulls dive-bombing me all the long walk to my car. Not only bothersome, but embarrassing. Seems everybody knows better but me. There are some pretty wonderful places for seafood in the harbor. Great fresh lobster just in from the sea. I like the big red lobster, and the service at Isaac’s overlooking the peaceful harbor. Hard to imagine that in the 19th Century there were more than twenty wharves there when it was a great shipping port and the rope factory made for a thriving workplace. The gulls continue to thrive, but their diet has changed. They are mad about “chips” and will attack savagely if you have any on you….be warned. This little fellow looks so innocent and sweet. The quintessential Plymouth resident. –jjohnson
This is not the Long Beach in California, no. This is the one with lots of room left. Surprising how many beautiful lonely stretches of beach remain in Massachusetts, thanks to Ted Kennedy who worked hard to keep the shoreline pristine and accessible for all. It is not unusual to see only one lone fly fisherman standing onshore casting his line at twilight. If you have been as lucky as I to have this memory, you know what I mean. Do you “own” a sunset like this one?-jjohnson
This Plymouth artist has an extensive collection of awards for her exquisite work. Enjoy the exhibit of her pictures on her web page and add at least one pastel to your collection.
4 pastels. Contact: Heidi@heidimayo.com (You can also enjoy an interview with the artist on http://www.whopple.com/artist-interview-with-heidi-mayo.html
This is across the street from the famed Plymouth Rock memorial. The gardens have been beautified through the years, but the statue of the Plymouth Maiden still stands where it was when I was a kid. High above is the statue of (handsome) Massasoit by Cyrus Dallin. My Grandfather used to take me there every time I came home from boarding school to pay homage to the great sachem. The statue was given to the town by the descendents of native- Americans in 1921. The Wampanoag people made New England possible. We remember that on Thanksgiving especially. Did you know the legend says the women of the Mayflower did their laundry as soon as they found the little brook in Brewster Gardens, (imagine the necessity), and because it was on a Monday, that day has become the customary laundry day?–jjohnson
A graduate of the Vesper George School of Art, Lynnette Torres is a fine artist who has won several awards for her delicate watercolors. She is at the Pine Street Gallery and if you visit her website you can see more of her work. I am displaying four very fine examples for sale now. www.lynnetteart.com
This is so typically New England. It reminds me of when my cousin Barbara and I went once with my uncle Ray from lake to lake in upstate New Hampshire setting muskrat traps in his canoe in early morning (a memory few will ever have now that fur is only for those who are born wearing it). My uncle put himself through art school with the furs he sold to Boston furriers, and you can still see many of his lovely signs on New Hampshire resorts: flying trout, majestic mountains and white colonial inns. –jjohnson