I have 4 paintings on display in this exhibit, Xanadu, Laurel Hill, Snake Hill Summit #1, and Kearny. I'd have more, but they're too damn big. Stop whatever you're doing on March 7, cancel all of your plans, and come on down...
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Saturday, March 2, 2013
The 9th Annual Mary Liz Memorial Masters Exhibition
When? Thursday, March 7th from 7-10PM. Where? Off The Wall Gallery at Dirty Frank's, the NE corner of 13th and Pine Streets, Philadelphia, PA. Who? Robert Bohné, Matthew Green (me) and Jim Montgomery. What? An opening reception to remember. Why? because we love art, and we love parties. Why not?
I have 4 paintings on display in this exhibit, Xanadu, Laurel Hill, Snake Hill Summit #1, and Kearny. I'd have more, but they're too damn big. Stop whatever you're doing on March 7, cancel all of your plans, and come on down...
I have 4 paintings on display in this exhibit, Xanadu, Laurel Hill, Snake Hill Summit #1, and Kearny. I'd have more, but they're too damn big. Stop whatever you're doing on March 7, cancel all of your plans, and come on down...
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Another One Down
This project was supposed to end, but it keeps on trekking forward. Two nights ago I finished the first of two views of the summit of Snake Hill, which is the image at the bottom of this post. The other image is a view looking south from Snake Hill. I wasn't going to work on it anymore, I liked the unfinished, impressionist look of it. But I had a studio visit from Off The Wall Gallery, who will be showing my work with two other artists in March.
The curator said she would like to see it finished, so I guess I'll get back into it. It has "MG 09" in the lower corner, so almost 4 years ago I did the initial paint sketch you see here. I signed it a few months ago when I posted it to my Zatista store. It will be a little unusual, I think, to go back and finish something I started so long ago, and I've never gone back in and touched a painting after signing it.
The show will be called the Mary Liz Memorial Masters Exibit 9. It will feature myself, along with Robert Bohné and Jim Montgomery, and it will be hung on March 2 and will run until April 12. Opening Reception will be Thursday, April 13 from 7 to 10 PM at Dirty Franks, 13th and Pine Streets, Philadelphia, PA.
For the record, the completed image on the bottom goes by the following moniker...
Matthew Green, Snake Hill Summit #1, 22" x 36", oil on canvas, 2013
The curator said she would like to see it finished, so I guess I'll get back into it. It has "MG 09" in the lower corner, so almost 4 years ago I did the initial paint sketch you see here. I signed it a few months ago when I posted it to my Zatista store. It will be a little unusual, I think, to go back and finish something I started so long ago, and I've never gone back in and touched a painting after signing it.
The show will be called the Mary Liz Memorial Masters Exibit 9. It will feature myself, along with Robert Bohné and Jim Montgomery, and it will be hung on March 2 and will run until April 12. Opening Reception will be Thursday, April 13 from 7 to 10 PM at Dirty Franks, 13th and Pine Streets, Philadelphia, PA.
For the record, the completed image on the bottom goes by the following moniker...
Matthew Green, Snake Hill Summit #1, 22" x 36", oil on canvas, 2013
Monday, August 8, 2011
The Following Post Has Absolutely Nothing To Do With This Project
I thought I would do some shameless self-promotion that has nothing to do with The NJ Meadowlands or anything I'm doing regarding polluted swampland. This thursday August 11 there will be an opening reception for the Mid Summer Invitation show at Off The Wall Gallery at Dirty Frank's Bar in Philadelphia. If you don't live in Philadelphia, get on a plane and come have drinks in the happiest place on Earth while looking at some fine artworks, two of which were done by Your's Truly. If you do live in or near Philadelphia, you have no excuse, and you should be ashamed of yourself for passing up this opportunity to have a great night out on a weeknight. You owe it to yourself.
I can pass along an anecdote for those of you who may not know the great seductive powers that a place like Dirty Frank's can have. I was there yesterday to drop off my work and I brought along my 3-yr old son. It was a little mind-blowing sitting at that bar with my child on my lap, and then he needed to go to the bathroom.
I was beginning to wonder about what kind of parent I was bringing a young child to a bar while his daddy sat and had a beer, but anyone who knows the bathrooms at Dirty Frank's will understand what was going through my mind as we were heading back there. He was very amused by the flies and the graffiti on the walls, remarking that it wasn't a very nice thing to do (write on the walls), but on the way back he noticed the pinball machine and wanted to play.
After 6 games we had to go, and he was by that time completely hooked and didn't want to leave, and proceeded to throw a fit complete with kicking and screaming as I carried him out. I have to sympathize, as I feel like kicking and screaming anytime I have to leave that place. It has a tractor beam which draws you in and once you're there you're powerless to resist sitting there for 6-7 hours drinking cheap beer, watching bad TV and having great conversation. Now, doesn't that sound like a great time? I thought so. So come on down Thursday night.
The first two images below are the paintings I'll be showing. They're old, but that's what they wanted to show.
They are:
The Factory, 30" x 48", oil on canvas, 2003
Hamilton St, 30" x 48", oil on canvas, 2004
The third image is the show flyer, with the time and dates of the reception, as well as the dates the show is hanging.
So there, you have no excuse.
I can pass along an anecdote for those of you who may not know the great seductive powers that a place like Dirty Frank's can have. I was there yesterday to drop off my work and I brought along my 3-yr old son. It was a little mind-blowing sitting at that bar with my child on my lap, and then he needed to go to the bathroom.
I was beginning to wonder about what kind of parent I was bringing a young child to a bar while his daddy sat and had a beer, but anyone who knows the bathrooms at Dirty Frank's will understand what was going through my mind as we were heading back there. He was very amused by the flies and the graffiti on the walls, remarking that it wasn't a very nice thing to do (write on the walls), but on the way back he noticed the pinball machine and wanted to play.
After 6 games we had to go, and he was by that time completely hooked and didn't want to leave, and proceeded to throw a fit complete with kicking and screaming as I carried him out. I have to sympathize, as I feel like kicking and screaming anytime I have to leave that place. It has a tractor beam which draws you in and once you're there you're powerless to resist sitting there for 6-7 hours drinking cheap beer, watching bad TV and having great conversation. Now, doesn't that sound like a great time? I thought so. So come on down Thursday night.
The first two images below are the paintings I'll be showing. They're old, but that's what they wanted to show.
They are:
The Factory, 30" x 48", oil on canvas, 2003
Hamilton St, 30" x 48", oil on canvas, 2004
The third image is the show flyer, with the time and dates of the reception, as well as the dates the show is hanging.
So there, you have no excuse.
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