My friend Al couldn’t believe it. And neither could I. I had bumped into him at an art show and sale at a gallery in Wilmington, DE, some years ago when a jazz painting by…
Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
Posted in Art
My friend Al couldn’t believe it. And neither could I. I had bumped into him at an art show and sale at a gallery in Wilmington, DE, some years ago when a jazz painting by…
It was raining buckets outside but inside was as dry as cornstalks in an autumn field. I was at Heritage Weekend at the Folk Art Center, milepost 382 on the Blue Ridge Parkway in Asheville,…
When I first saw the artist’s name on the print on the auction website, I didn’t recognize it. The image was an African American man, woman and child in a position of struggle. This obviously…
Posted in Art, and Black history
I was at an auction this week where paintings and prints by several Philadelphia artists were sold. I knew some of the names, but others were unfamiliar to me. This wasn’t the first time that…