mixed media Malanyon and Sara Adams Brian and Lisa Bowles Artists’ Reception: Saturday, November 7th 6-9 pm, Show November 7-29th Gallery Hours: Thursday – Friday 4-7pm • Saturday-Sunday 12-3pm Brian Bowles I enjoy the process of salvaging items with character and repurposing them into something useful again. Working with wood as the medium that unifies the objects gives them a sense of warmth and honesty. Remodeling and renovating homes always requires at least some form of demolition. It is during this mundane procedure that my mind’s eye begins to covet the old valves, the copper, and the virgin timber. Letting these treasures goto the landfill is difficult for me. So, with chisel and saw, mortise and tenon, solder and flux, I reinvigorate the things I’ve uncovered during the “clean-up.” My hope is that the objects that I create can be used and appreciated through another generation, while also demonstrating that we can all do our part to reduce, reuse, and recycle. Lisa Bowles Textile art allows me to be creative with a variety of techniques. I am able to weave my love of texture, color, and history into a story and share it with others. As part of my design process, I employ a variety of surface design techniques ranging from fabric dyeing, to applying resists, to painting, to printmaking techniques. I thrive on the challenge of achieving a particular vision by figuring out the most effective technique to apply to the fabric. I also enjoy using unique materials and layered fabric collage in my work. These materials and processes add implied and actual texture to the surface of the quilt, even before it is quilted. My work ultimately allows me to share the experiences I have with nature, architecture, and culture without the limits of the spoken word. My hope is that my art engages the imagination and wonder of the audience who views it. Malanyon Adamss I learned Art first from my grandmother. She loved color, movement, style and nature. A tireless woman, she felt everything could be improved. The first drawing she created when she and her husband bought their farm at the end of the Hearst Road was with charcoal from the burned over hillsides. My father was my second artistic role model. Growing up on the farm, he experimented with almost every medium I can think of: copper, brass, wood, clay, steel, cement, leather, earth, felt, glass, stone, explosives, light, food and performance art. Music and paint are the only things that seemed unexplored by my father. I did not realize my mother was an artist until I got to be much older. Maybe it was because her art surrounded every part of my life, from singing and playing guitar in the morning, to clothing and toys I played with daily, to food which tasted ordinary until I started eating other places than the farm, and hundreds of people that would join us for a day, a week, or a season to participate in the life that she has worked without rest to create. I started working with metal as a blacksmith. Traditionally the blacksmith was the only craftsman who could make all their own tools, therefore independent and self determining. Not unlike Jerry Kirkpatrick who was generous with his time and shop while I was learning the craft. Blacksmithing was consuming; the heat from the forge burned my eyes and made me sweat whatever the temperature, my hands and arms always had burns from flying sparks, my lungs burned from dust and soot, the impact of the hammer often jarred my whole arm, and the noise was defining. With the assault on my senses, and the urgency of the quickly cooling metal, nothing existed outside the glow of the forge. It was exhilarating to have a finished piece that would never again be exactly duplicated, but because of its construction might last a hundred years of rough use. After pursuing blacksmithing for many years in North Carolina, I met my wife Sarah and was inspired to come back to the family farm and to start a family of our own Magnolia (2) and Linden (4). Most of my time and creative energy is now spent on two and a half acres of orchards and vegetable gardens. Gardening is slower than blacksmithing, although there is always that haste involved in planting and harvesting. The results of your work take longer to materialize. Now I take more time to look up and take in my surroundings. One of my favorite parts about it are my interactions with people in the garden. Gardening also has little permanence. Although a tree might last a hundred years, the fruit from year to year will be different depending on the weather, insects, pruning, thinning disease, and soil fertility. And no matter how good or bad the year the leaves will fall and the whole garden will get torn out with the potential of doing better next year. My wife Sarah inspired me to start taking pictures so we could better remember from year to year. She is also what inspired me to do this show and made it happen. She is an amazing woman with passion for life, a caring mother and an inspiring partner. Sarah Adams Art has been an integral part of my whole life. Both my mother and father are Artists. My mother is a jeweler my father restores antiques. My parents have encouraged me to work in many mediums over the years by providing the supplies and support. In high school I studied black & white photography and become enamored with the darkroom. I have always loved portraiture and have an interest in telling a story. My interest in art developed further when I went to college. I attended Berea College earning a degree in Studio Art. After college I spent 3 1/2 years on a farm in North Carolina working, photographing and experiencing the story of Hickory Nut Gap Farm. I left the farm for a couple of years. I returned to HNGF during the winter of 2007. Malanyon was working there and well, the rest is history. For the last 6 years I have lived at Emandal with my husband. During that time we grew our family, first welcoming Linden 4 1/2 years ago then Magnolia 2 1/2 years ago. Our lives are full of joy and purpose that raising children and farming provide. The farm informs us often what it needs. The garden keeps Malanyon busy with its daily chores of planting, cultivating & harvesting for our guests and family. The chickens, pigs, cows, ostriches, cats, donkeys and llamas all need daily care. Our children have always loved the chickens and collecting the eggs. Over the last two winters we spent many joyful afternoons at the chicken coop collecting eggs, feeding and holding chickens. We love to watch the animals do what they do best: be animals. Through this we have developed a close connection to the land and animals. I love that our children have the opportunity to experience nature when you hear about so many being “nature deprived.” My photographs are a depiction of our daily life here on the farm. I built a number of natural baskets to hold specific types of eggs. The size of each basket was determined by the type of egg it would hold. The majority of the materials were sourced on the farm. The egg project has grown beyond just me. I talked with friends and family about what I was doing and many have come forward with egg gifts for me. I am blessed to have so many wonderful people in my life. I am thankful to have Malanyon who has inspired me to continue to be creative.