Art is important in my life because I believe it allows a timeless conversation between people based not only on what the viewer sees, but the feeling that is invoked. A person—thousands of miles, cultures, and languages apart—can be connected to others by an image of art.
One of my first memories of art was before I was able to read. We had the book Snowy Day, by Ezra Jack Keats, in our kindergarten class. I remember looking at the pictures and understanding the story completely. The artwork was simple. Some might even describe it as rudimentary. However, it told me everything I needed to know about a snowy day in New York.
My most memorable art experience happened at the Gailliard Municipal Auditorium in Charleston. I enjoyed Off The Wall And Onto The Stage: Dancing the art of Jonathan Green with my grandmother, mother, mother-in-law, cousins, aunts, and my daughter. It was remarkable moment for me personally to be amongst a group of women who experienced life in the south so differently. Jonathan hinted at the story in his artwork, the ballet explained the rest of the story.
My favorite artist is the Lowcountry’s beloved son, Jonathan Green. Jonathan Green understands how to tell a story through color, motion and tone and the environment. Nearly every room in my home contains a piece of Jonathan’s work. Many of his pieces don’t have faces. I tend to imagine the faces of the people I know when he has left a lot to the imagination.
Museums are libraries for the senses. I never leave a new city or town without stopping in a museum. It is inside local museums and galleries that you can allow images to tell the story of the community.