I really enjoy looking at artwork. I can look at beautiful statues, paintings, and architecture for hours on end. It stimulates and inspires me. When it comes to artwork, I know what I do and don’t like. Some of my favorite artists are Pierre-Auguste Renoir, Thomas Kinkade, and Roy Lichtenstein.
I think my love of artwork came from a college course I took, “Understanding The Arts.” It was a “throwaway, easy A” course. Although I did get an “A” in the course, it opened up a new world for me. I started going to art exhibits, museums, and even art stores. Today, I’ll even stop and look at photography exhibits in malls, if I have the time.
There is one artists whose work I really love (and I can afford), Peter Max. I’ve even bought a few of his pieces.
While looking at a piece of artwork a while back, it got me thinking about purchasing a piece as a gift. I had a particular person in mind and know the artists that I wanted to get, Peter Max. When I decided to make this purchase, I wanted to put a lot of thought and “myself” into the decision.
This gift of artwork would have to be special, but not so expensive that the gift would be refused. So, I set out to find the perfect piece for the perfect recipient. She is such a free spirit and she started her rebelious years young as a little girl in the 1960′s. This piece of art would have to have a 1960′s flavor to it. It would have to be bright, bold, wild, refined, and full of excitement – just like Christine. Now I ask you, what’s more 1960′s then the fab four?
This woman, Christine, would be impossible to be put into one single category, like the Beatles and rock music. No way! She’s a pistol, a cannon, and a bazooka at any one given time. For the sake of argument, let’s just say you’d likely find her in the rock section, listening to jazz, with a stack of Grateful Dead albums under her arm. This really is a woman that can not be confined to one or two neat categories.
This artwork, like God’s creations would need to bear the maker’s unique stamp. It must have the artist’s signature on it. This would tell the art lover that the artists was proud enough of his creation to affix his unique signature to it.
Since there may be many copies of this masterpiece, there can be only one original with this unique genetic code. The “genetic code” would come in the form of a unique number in a series. This artwork wouldn’t have just any random number assigned to it. The number would have to be “fit for a queen,” significant, and relevant. Since Christine would be the first to tell you that she’s not perfect, the number “100″ would be out of the question. In my eyes, she’s close. Let’s say a “97,” “98,” or, maybe even “99.”
Now, for the frame. It can’t be constructed of wood. Wood would never be strong enough to contain this! Since she is a rare gem a frame of polished silver or gold would be acceptable. It would shine and glisten, but wouldn’t take away from the beauty of the recipient.
This is one gift that I’m looking forward to be around to see her reaction. No such luck. She decides to open it some other time. It sure would have been nice to see her reaction, though.
I bet when she looked at it she probably thought “it’s nice.” Then either put it in the back of the closet or gave it away. It was hers to do with what she wanted. Hopefully, she enjoys, or enjoyed it.
The beauty of art is truly in the beholder. Christine is a truly piece of art.