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Art Thrift

Today used to be my favorite day of the year, but since I promised the universe I'd stop hating Christmas I've got to quit thinking that way (still, 365 days until the next one. It's okay to feel good about that, right?) Now let's talk about a wonderful piece of art.

I can't show you the unboxing of this original watercolor painting, as the glass covering it had shattered during shipping or delivery, and we had a big mess to clean up. But luckily the broken glass did no harm to the art, which depicts a quilt show. The subject, the gorgeous colors and the obvious affection of the artist for his work are what first caught my eye as I was browsing some art auctions on ShopGoodwill.com for a new painting for my home office. Then I saw what the artist wrote on the back of the piece and knew it was painted by an experienced pro.

Byron Rodarmel, the artist who painted it on 1978, evidently worked in the movie industry before passing away in 2007. I couldn't find out much more about him than that. His rep didn't really interest me as much as the art, so I placed the minimum bid on it. No one challenged me, and I won the auction.

Would you believe I paid $14.95 for the painting? Because I did, and I'm guessing I could probably resell it for twenty times that. But I'm keeping it in my home office instead, to inspire me and remind me of what I love.

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Maria Zannini said…
It was kismet that you and that watercolor found each other. How perfect.
December 26, 2023 at 7:15 AM
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