Along the Cane River, south of Natchitoches, LA, sits the Melrose Plantation, home of folk art legend, Clementine Hunter. But it’s history is extends far beyond the boundaries of art.
In the mid-90s she had been running a junk and odds and ends store in rural north Florida when she suddenly turned to making art.
Oh, my heart is broken at the news of Leonard’s passing. Bottom line is this, Leonard wants everybody to know that “God is love.” I say Leonard was love. Some people would say it in church or a book, write it in letters or a song, maybe even paint it in a picture. Leonard built a mountain in the desert.
“The Baltimore Glassman” Paul Darmafall 1925-2003 Baltimore, MD Mixed media artist “I never did like electric” is one of the first things Paul Darmafall told us when we encountered him at his working class home in South Baltimore. Paul was a Korean War veteran, who…
Cleveland Turner, Houston’s Flower Man, is dead By Molly Glentzer | December 2, 2013 | Updated: December 2, 2013 3:42pm Cleveland Turner, the Houston folk artist known as the Flower Man, died Sunday. Discovery Green programming director Suzanne Theis, who knew Turner for more than 20 years and was one…
The rest of the day was spent and the great intuitive and outsider art organization of Intuit. Amanda arranged for us to meet outsider artist, David Philpot. David Philpot, carver 1940- Chicago, ILGuided by an unexplainable power, David Philpot began his staff carving one night…
The guys from Rare Visions got to Chicago last night, and we headed out this morning in search of a few roadside attractions (dancing hot dogs on the roof of Super Dawgs and a 50% actual size replica of the Leaning Tower of Pisa in…
Above: Hubert Walters in his garage, below one of his pieces of art “Emancipated Slaves” I just got an email from Kevin Gordon in Nashville sharing with me the sad news that we lost another great self-taught artist, Hubert Walters. He died last week from…
The Bucket Man had vision Article Author: Ed Ditto Danny Hoskinson’s art might have been blurry, but his vision wasanything but. I didn’t meet Hoskinson—”The Bucket Man”—until the night of Friday,July 11th, a few days after he’d passed on. My phone rang and myfriend Kevin…