Amelia SanJon Gallery
Amelia Island Artists
218A Ash Street., Fernandina Beach, FL 32034
904-491-8040, 904-557-1195 cell
Island Artists Workshop (for workshop schedules)
13th of October besides being my mom's birthday will also be the Wine
Festival in downtown Fernandina Beach on the Riverfront. My
gallery will have a booth featuring the jewelry both vintage and artist
designed one of a kind pieces. Check it out at
mornings have had fog and rain showers move onshore making for a
different environment than the usual sunny Florida in the ads but it
also has a very special quality and beauty.
A solitary figure on the beach adds to the mood of the moment.
(I believe it is my friend Lea)
the sun shines it is a another magical world with beautiful billowing
clouds building up, still allowing great light on the seaoats which are fast becoming
golden. The sky may look like you have a problem with fly specks on your
screen but it is a sky filled with hundreds maybe thousands of large dragon flies.
closer view of a sky filled with what might be beach fairies flitting
in every direction, but almost impossible to catch still long
enough to photograph.
large drift wood tree had washed in from somwhere near or far, who
knows? It was pretty weather worn so had been around for a while.
I can see lots of
things in this piece of wood. Is that a gargole with wings on top or maybe
it is a funny cartoon squirrel with a very large tail.
Finally up on the river I was ablt to find dragonflies sitting still at least one of them was.
was noticeable and curious about these was that the only ones who would light were
those with large dark splotches on the bottom of their back wings. All the
others which were still flitting around did not have this feature.
Maybe these were the females waiting for a mate?
pastel mornings with low tide make for a very glassy beach, where if it
were not for the curling wave, it would be hard to tell
where my favorite beach patterns separate themselves from the sky.
and fog do make for prettier colors in the mornings. The
Shrimpboats are a very nostalgic and important part of our heritage.
In the distance the rocks which form the jetty on the South end
of Cumberland Island are visible looking like a mirage in the early
My Common Ground Dove couple keeps their distance, peering over the top of the dune probably thinking they are hidden from view.
Up to Nest 23 already. Where has the summer gone?
tracks wind through the wrack line which we had tried to clear a path
still left the hatchlings struggled to find their way to the water
of the stagglers left in the nest had an almost sand free carapace with
an unusual scute pattern. His patterns at the top are not
geometrically matched. Just one of those anomolies that happens
in nature. It should cause no problems as it develops.
reflections of the people who have gathered to bid him bon voyage are
mirrored on the wet sand as he tracks over their image.
This one seems to have knocked off his egg tooth trying to get out of the nest.
This one almost looks like an albino but it isn't, just a paler color and a dry carapace.
wet it seems to be more normal in color. Off it goes to hopefully
a long healthy life for the most of the century ahead.
end of the month was a whirlwind of painting and back pain. Then
the day before I was to deliver paintings I was finally able tto get
relief, thanks to the Pain Clinic, so that I was able to meet my
obligations for the three person show in Daytona Beach. First a
trip with Bruce (we actually closed the gallery for a day) since
medications I had taken the days before "relief" came, left me feeling to much residual sleepiness to be safe driving
alone for 2 1/2 hours. A day back at home then another trip
to Daytona for me for the opening of the show. What to wear? One has
look professional, together, poised, confident, you know the drift.
I spent the night with my co-exhibitor, Sue
Reynolds, who lives in New Smyrna Beach, an adjoining town. It
is rare for me to get out of town so it is good we already live in
Sue took me to the new art co-op where she has a studio. We
met other artists who had
spaces there. This gal made wonderful one of a kind shoes.
They run about $60 for the less exotic ones and if you want to get
some just let me know, I can give you her contact info.
was a wonderful, attractive space full of energy with artists working
and sharing and offering inspiration to each other, whether visual or
verbal. There were writers, painters, jewelry makers, and even
our shoe maker.
short walk away the next morning allowed let me experience Sue's beach.
Each beach is a little different but the same big ocean.
show was hung, lovely refreshments I didn't have to make in place, and
we were on.
Sue, Ann, the sculptress, and I were ready to greet our adoring
public. My guest list was represented with son Eric and his
family. It looked like the artists had been sent a memo to wear
our "little black dresses". Guess you can't go wrong with black.
My mom hates me to wear black. It's only OK if I
have something with bright colors up next to my face. She thinks
you look dead with black on. Maybe she passed on her love of
color on to me.
of the 35 pieces I took down for the show. (In real time:
In the next few days
I am going to be hogging the gallery with all my new work hung in
preparation for the next Art Walk and showing off freshly painted
walls and renewed stuff on exhibit I invite you to all come by
to check it out.)
more of my more representational pieces the Butterfly Garden and a Cormorant as it takes flight, along with Ann's unusual
sculpture. You will soon be able to get the butterfly painting
and the new Turtle Trot painting in Needle Point at the Bristly Thistle next door to my gallery.
it was over, the show would hang for a month, and Cinderella was back
on the beach getting down and dirty playing in the sand with a bunch of
baby Sea Turtles, and dodging Ghost Crabs pinches. More sunrises to enjoy as an exciting summer
the turtles are in a lax period I can entertain myself with other fun
things on the beach; a gull's antics as it keeps dropping and
retrieving its catch over and over;
another sunrise punctuated by a nautical parade as one of the subs in escored back out to sea;
a Willet works the beach in the warm early light looking for his meal of the moment; and the list goes on and on.
gone awry as this mating pair of Horseshoe Crabs are turned topsy turvy
by the surf, but not quite willing to give up on their preceived
destiny of reproducing their species. The diminutive male,
which are about half the size of the female, is presistent in his passionate love grip.
rain has kept mushrooms sprouting all over the island, especially in
the rich leafy undercover of the forest floor of Fort Clinch State
Park. I see Fairy Rings on lawns as I drive 14th Street back and
little Peanut boy poses for his official family portrait beside the
painting of our very first squirrel, Shelly, painted by my artist friend Nancy
Asbell. They do grow up so fast. He has been much more
docile and timid in temperment than the girls which preceded him.
This has been a surprise for me. He has been much less
adventurous than the girls and totally a momma's (and daddy's, although
Bruce insists he is NOT a "squrrel daddy") boy, liking to snuggle
in my housecoat to sleep or just spend time with us on the sofa until
his bedtime. Unlike Lacy, who was excitedly learning to jump from the
sofa to the pole lamb without falling, climbing up the back of the
refrigerator carrying all kinds of things to build a nest, Peanut trots
back inside to the sofa when taken outdoors. Never the
less he has been a good boy so far. I certainly feel like the
star attraction in his life, except when he abandons me in search of
Bruce, which is often. I think he feels the guys got to stick
together. Maybe its the roll of the male squirrel to just hang
out and be cared for in life.
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