jude harzer fine art: The Monessons and Me

JUDE HARZER FINE ART

When we least expect it, life sets us a challenge to test our courage and willingness to change; at such a moment, there is no point in pretending that nothing has happened or in saying that we are not ready. The challenge will not wait. Life does not look back. A week is more than enough time for us to decide whether or not to accept our destiny.”~ Paul Coelho

A young and vital child knows no limit to his own will, and it is the only reality to him. It is not that he wants at the outset to fight other wills, but that they simply do not exist for him. Like the artist, he goes forth to the work of creation, gloriously alone.

Jane Harrison

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

The Monessons and Me

My muse, my Tia...home at last.

This past February, I had my very first solo exhibition in the Mattison Gallery in Asbury Park, NJ. This opportunity was made possible by my friends Andrea and Jeff, who introduced me to the gallery director, Joel Monesson. Joel is an expert in restoration, a sculptor and a top notch and versatile musician.Unfortunately, the gallery closed after its final exhibition which featured Joel's organically figurative plaster sculptures. Our time in the gallery was a huge success! The people, music, and artists were of exceptional quality and character.
I wanted to thank Joel and the beautiful and brilliant Monesson women, for welcoming me and for making one of my dreams a reality. Our paths will cross again and again. And the tall beauty beside me is my new muse, Zurana. She has provided inspiration for and upcoming series.Be prepared for something a bit more provacative/evocative featuring Zurana! oxox

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