Friday, November 12, 2010

EAST Art Event Austin Texas



Cari Amici (Dear Friends),

This weekend marks the opening of E.A.S.T. (East Austin Studio Tours). This is a big deal in Austin when TONS of artists open their studios to the public.

Wander through, as you like. The link above (click on E.A.S.T) will show you their map. My work will be exhibited as one of the guest artists of my friend Beth Schoen. Beth teaches portrait sculpture and gets rave reviews from her students. She also did a marvelous portrait of one of Austin’s most famous musicians Willie Nelson.

Beth Schoen's Open Studio: guest artist Kelly Borsheim + others
Site # 60 on the E.A.S.T. map
4601 Smith Road
Austin, Texas
Tel. 512.740.7817
Sat and Sundays: 10 a.m. to 5 p.m.

I would love to see you!

Honoring Veterans today, including my father and many other members of my family.


Friday, November 5, 2010

Art and Life Pastel Painting

Cari Amici (Dear Friends),

Sometimes life and art coincide, sometimes they just do not seem related at all. Back in 1995, I had an accident on a three-way skateboard at a ToysRUs [no worries, the toy store took this disaster off of the market after my proof of its danger -- I can be quite convincing -- ha!] In a matter of seconds, I had damaged my spine and broken three of my front teeth. This year, one of those teeth started to rot [external resorption, the dentist called it] and very recently, it was removed. I will have quite the gorgeous smile for several months now, as my normal bone will grow in place of the cadaver’s bone that was put into the vacated space in my jaw.

Anyway, I recently finished a new pastel painting and was contemplating the title of the work. Sometimes I start with a title, sometimes they come to me as the work emerges, but this time…I needed some help. It is good to have friends!

I saw this image of a table for two with the leaf of a palm plant and a single white calla lily and unopened bottle of wine as a setting full of potential. It seems to leave more questions than answers, allowing one’s imagination to take off. What will be served? Who will enjoy the meal, the wine? What will they talk about? And after?

While I had fun with the technical aspects of painting transparent objects and creating another one of my pastel paintings, trying to be a bit of a minimalist with color on black paper, I imagined many a scenario.

I hope you enjoy “A Night’s Promise” and let your imagination run wild.


After my surgery, I was told to eat only soft foods for several days and that later, I will not be able to eat with my Essex retainer that hosts the false temporary front tooth. My imagination now turned towards one party at the table being too shy to smile or sipping only wine, or perhaps soup … ANYTHING soft to avoid sharing the beautiful reality during this one special dinner.

And that made me smile . . . again.


Allora, I GOOFED! E.A.S.T. is NOT happening this weekend, but the next two. My exhibits page is correct, while my overwhelmed brain is out to lunch.

Saturday, November 13 & 14 and again November 20 & 21
Sculptor Beth Schoen's Open Studio: guest artist Kelly Borsheim
4601 Smith Road
Austin, Texas
Tel. 512.740.7817
Both weekends, four days: 10 am to 5 p.m. Hope to see you there!

[Thank you, Simon, for the title of this pastel painting!]


Wednesday, November 3, 2010

More Boobs in Art

Cari Amici (Dear Friends),

OK, so I missed the whole “October as Breast Cancer Awareness Month” to share this little gem of a painting with you. In mid-October I delivered my recently sold sculpture
“Against the Dying of the Light” to a collector in North Carolina. On my way home from this trip, I stopped in Atlanta to see the Titian and Dalí exhibits, as well as the permanent collection of The High Museum of Art. What a wonderful way to spend five hours!

Boob aficionados might remember that I wrote about the painting of the martyr “Sant’Agata” in Florence, Italy. Today, I share with you another artist’s version of the same saint. Italian painter Giovanni Busi Cariani created “Portrait of a Young Woman as Saint Agatha” in the years 1516 – 1517. I love the red wall color used for this entire exhibit!


Here is a better image on the site of her true home: the National Galleries of Scotland

Ouch! Just a friendly reminder to take care of all of your body parts before someone/thing else does.

And now, since I am having a busy week, I want to post this event invitation:
Sculptor Beth Schoen's Open Studio: guest artist Kelly Borsheim
4601 Smith Road
Austin, Texas
Tel. 512.740.7817
Saturday and Sunday 10 am to 5 p.m. Hope to see you there!

P.S. For 3 November: Wishing a very happy 70th birthday to my long-time friend Bob Barton. Still a great pilot!


Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Urban Groove Salon Austin Texas

Cari Amici (Dear Friends),

You are invited to come out and enjoy some libations with me this Thursday evening from 6 – 9ish pm in Austin, Texas. I will be there to show you 18 of my artworks, some of them brand spankin’ new from my latest trip to Italy.

Come on out to:
Urban Groove Salon -- solo art exhibition by Kelly Borsheim
4301 W. William Cannon Dr., Ste. 260 [upstairs]
(SW corner of Mopac and Wm. Cannon - enter parking lot at take right after the circle, then left, next to Staples)
Austin, Texas 78749
Tel. 512.891.7070

Exhibit of 18 artworks (sculpture and 2-d works) continues from now to 9 November 2010.
Urban Groove Salon Hours:
Tues-Thurs: 10 a.m. to 7 p.m.
Fridays: 9 a.m. to 6 p.m.
Saturdays: 9 a.m. to 5 p.m.
Sun and Mon: CLOSED

See you there!

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Grove Park Inn North Carolina

Cari Amici (Dear Friends),

Recently my father and his wife Peggy wanted me to see the stone work and architecture of The Grove Park Inn in Asheville, North Carolina. I love Asheville, what little I actually know of it. I had chosen (and was accepted) to go to college in that wooded city near the Blue Ridge Mountains. But once I found out that Texas was not all tumbleweeds and had some gorgeous trees and rivers, I changed my mind and chose a university closer to my father’s location in Austin. I did not know what I wanted to be when I grew up, only that I loved mathematics, so instead of a major, I chose trees and the mountains. But that was 1982.

Today, The Grove Park Inn has probably not changed much since it officially opened on Saturday, July 12, 1913. The 150-room hotel was built of stone and concrete. Each five and a half inch thick section of the concrete roof was poured continuously to avoid unnecessary seams. The walls consist of the natural, uncut edges of stone in a way I have never seen before.



Edwin Wiley Grove and Fred Loring Seely kept the economy going by buying “carloads of mules.” The mules pulled sleds of boulders down the mountain to the “automobile trains” waiting in the roads below. The trains were made up of about 14 wagons tied together in a line and towed by one of three Packard trucks. They were able to carry about forty tons of rock per trip.


This reminded me of la lizzatura -- the centuries-old act of carrying the marble out of the mountains of Carrara, Italy, and down to the ships in the ports by way of large wooden logs and oxen.

So you can imagine my delight as my father and I continued to read about the building of The Grove Park Inn and look at the framed enlargements of 100-year-old photographs and discovered that Italian stonemasons were hired. They insured that Seely’s instruction that only the uncut, exposed edges of the stones were visible.

Shortly after the 1912 groundbreaking, 450 men were hired and earned the best wages of the region – “one dollar a day for a ten-hour shift.” Additional workers from the Deep South were brought in and housed in circus tents. They worked around the clock and the construction was completed in eleven months and twenty seven days.

Today the inn now includes a cave-like pampering spa (see my last image in this series), a golf course, and outdoor swimming pool, shops, and more. The day that we were there, we teased Peggy about stalking a wedding as she “oohed and aahed” over the bride and ceremony. It was a lovely setting and a perfect day!

The Grove Park Inn is completely fireproof and open all year long. The only thing I never saw an answer to was my question “Why is Fred Seely’s name not on the inn with Edwin Grove?” You may see more of my photos from this stone resort in the Blue Ridge Mountains on my public page on Facebook

And speaking of family, I would like to say a “Bonjour” to Marie-Madeleine Delmaire, mother of my dear friend Hélène, who tells me that her mom is now one of my blog fans in France.




Monday, October 11, 2010

Darryl Pottorf Links Art Exhibit


Cari Amici (Dear Friends),

My life in Florence, Italy, always seems surreal to me. I am not sure why. It is just on such a different wavelength than my life in America. Of course, I tend to be a bit reclusive when I am working in Texas, not living so close to a city. In Florence, it seems sometimes that the most unusual and interesting people pass by and sometimes engage with me, especially when I am streetpainting on Via Calimala.

So, one night there about midnight last June, a couple of my colleagues and I met renowned artist Darryl Pottorf and Mark Pace. Darryl said that he was just cruisin’ along and saw the streetart, which stopped him in his tracks and he went back to get Mark and show him. My friends and I spent almost every evening hanging out and drinking with these guys during the rest of their Florentine stay. Darryl is quite the animated storyteller – and he has so many stories to tell!

I am currently in North Carolina on a trip that mixes business with family visits. My brother Steve and I recently delivered to a new client (but seasoned art collector) my bronze and stone sculpture “Against the Dying of the Light.”.

I was able to time this adventure so that I could stop by Brenau University in Gainesville, Georgia, to attend the art reception for my new friend Darryl’s exhibit titled “Links.”

Darryl’s strength lies in his compositions. He has the ability to take objects and images and arrange them in such a way as to delight the eye and give a sense of order, as well as creating confusion or mystery simultaneously. Darryl spoke about the importance of the circle in his work. He likes the connectivity of it and this shape seems to give him comfort. [I found that interesting as well since I see the world in triangles, although I know that in at least one of my artist statements, I mention that if you were to take an equilateral triangle and spin it from its center, you would see a circle.]





I feel a bit … something … sharing this next with you, but it does prove how generous a person and artist that Darryl Pottorf truly is. I sat on the carpeted floor of the gallery somewhat close to Darryl so that I could get some good photos of him during his speech without blocking the view of those behind me. Darryl had been speaking about his work and his long-time collaboration with Robert Rauschenberg, even sharing some stories about what he did with his dear friend Bob’s ashes.

Imagine my shock and surprise when Darryl looked down at me and pointed me out to everyone as he retold the story about meeting my colleague Johnny McGrogan, Simon Steele, and me on the streets of Firenze. And he said -- I kid you not -- that if there were an exhibit in the next room of our works, no one would come over to see his! [This was videotaped by the university, in case you think I am exaggerating.]

Seriously, I felt the blood rushing to my face and humbled beyond words. At dinner later, I thanked Darryl for being way too generous and teased him that he was not such a good businessman because an artist should not belittle himself and speak of other artists at his own show. Darryl tilted his head a bit confused, paused, and then laughed at said that “I cannot think of a better time to do it!” I thanked him, perhaps too often. But seriously, that was pretty amazing.


My favorite piece in the show was a dark one. I show it here – the composition with the spider on the figure’s head. Darryl said that when he is angry, he makes his darkest (but still good) pieces; however, if he writes on the art the name of the person who enticed his anger, he will not exhibit the work. Haha. The spider was one of his angry works -- and an interesting composition of found objects, charcoal, and other materials.


This last image was taken of me with Mark and Darryl at a nearby restaurant, 2 Dogs, after the reception. I feel very fortunate to have met such cool people who understand art and the art business way better than I and who are pretty down-to-Earth about it all.

Click on the highlighted words here to learn more about Darryl Pottorf and his current exhibit “Links” (going on through 21 November 2010).

If you would like to see more of my images of Darryl’s show, check out my Facebook Album (not sure if you must “befriend” me first or not …)


Thursday, September 30, 2010

Pastel Workshop Texas

Cari Amici (Dear Friends),

Due to a very special request, I am teaching again in Texas. (And if you like this workshop, I hope you will consider joining me in Hawai’I in January 2011.)

Texas Art Workshop Dates: October 23 & 24, 2010: 2 - 6 p.m. each day
Studio of Kelly Borsheim, Cedar Creek, Texas (20-minute drive southeast of Bergstrom International Airport - Austin)

In this hands-on introductory 2-day workshop, you will learn how to improve your drawing and observation skills and how to achieve a more 3-dimensional effect in your art using pastels and charcoal. Kelly will demonstrate, as well as assisting participants on an individual basis. For this workshop, we will work from photographic references - either from your images or copy a classical work of art. Or, if you prefer, bring in a current project that you wish to improve. Other topics discussed during the workshop as participants desire: framing, marketing, and pricing.

Participants do not need to have had prior art experience, although some drawing skills will be helpful. Class size is limited, so please enroll early. Details, as well as the supply list, are online at http://borsheimarts.com/art-workshops/Pastel-Workshop.htm.

Thank you for your interest! Let us paint together . . .