Hello Art
Lovers.
This week
a reader of the blog, who missed out on the question and answer session last
week, wrote in with their thoughts on one of our paintings.
A Mrs.
Teasdale wrote in saying how she was visiting our gallery and saw the most
beautiful painting she has seen in some time. The painting was done by one of
our local artists, Inessa Ivascania, and it struck Mrs. Teasdale quite deeply. I
will post her letter, with her permission, right here in this week’s blog so
you can see how things turned out.
Dear Mr.
Carmen, if that is your real name, you can’t be too sure these days.
Anyway as
I was about to say before I became side tracked as to the validity of your
name, I have some what of a story to tell you concerning the above painting
which hangs inside of the Urban
Paradise Art
Gallery in Surfer’s Paradise on the
Gold Coast in Queensland, Australia.
I was
visiting your lovely gallery about a month ago when I noticed a rather
beautiful painting hanging to my left. The colours were so beautiful as was
every morsel of detail inside the painting that I could not help thinking of
that brilliant bicycle race they have in France every year around this time.
Oh what lovely scenery and bright colours line the road side as I watch the
race on my television set at home with my husband who always falls asleep during
the individual stages and snores like a runaway train. One of these days I’m
going to get myself some steel wool and sew his lips together..sorry I digress.
Now I am certainly not a woman who lets flights of fancy dictate her every move
I’ll have you know, although there was this one time in Jamaica when I
met this rather nice bus boy at one of the local eateries but I digress again.
Upon viewing
this wonderful piece of art for almost an hour I decided it was time that I
stopped watching the race on my television set with my husband and lived a
dream I have had for a great many years, I was going to the Tour De France in
person mind you.
Well Mr.
Carmen, if that is your real name, I had a grand time at the world famous race.
I watched André Greipel, my favourite sprinter, win the
first of his four stages at Zeeland.
I
travelled all over the beautiful country side, meeting new people and watching
this wonderful race. I remember I some how got stuck in the Dutch corner on the
last mountain stage on the Alpe d’Huez and had an absolutely wonderful time
with the Dutch supporters, all dressed in their orange for William & Mary
you know.
I was
happy when André Greipel won the sprint in Paris but also a little
sad that it was all over. I had such a wonderful time and it was all because of
the beauty and realism of the painting I saw inside your wonderful gallery.
I would
like to thank the talented artist who painted that masterpiece for giving me
the inspiration to travel and finally see a race I have wanted to see for some
time.
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