The painting above my mantle is the work of Utah artist Florence Ware. It is a closeup view of trees, with orange autumn leaves and a blue sky in the background. It’s richness gives me a feeling of calm contentedness.
Nothing I’ve seen recently has had the impact of two exhibits I saw in the early 1990s. One was a major exhibition of Matisse’s work in New York and the other was a modest display of local Navajo and Mountain Ute baskets tucked away on the back wall of Parley Redd’s grocery store in Blanding. They both changed my life.
I just finished a wonderful book called “The 19th Wife” by David Ebershoff — an engaging piece that explores 19th and 20th century polygamy through parallel stories. Now I’m into another of Donna Leon’s habit-forming mysteries set in Venice starring the utterly charming detective, Guido Brunetti. I can’t wait to treat myself to just one chapter every night.
This is our chance to check in with members of Utah’s art community to see what they’ve been reading, seeing, doing.