Terri's Thoughts on Tonight's Show -

I'm not going to sugar coat this: I was pretty jealous of Todd last week when he headed into New York to see the latest exhibit at TheBrownstoneArt without me. Anne Sherwood Pundyk's House Paint and Other Essays is one of the first shows to be viewed in person at the Brooklyn space for over a year since the pandemic's inception, and truth be told, I've been itching to get back into the city. I've missed viewing the shows with Todd and feeling that surge of inspiration and contagious excitement and reveling within that sensuous experience of interacting with art in real time. The virtual shows have certainly been enjoyable and a godsend, but there is nothing quite like getting close to the work- to experience that tingly (if not naughty) impulse to touch the canvas, inhale the mineral spirits and hear the sounds of soles on wooden floors, pacing and then pausing before each work for just a few suspended yet thoughtful moments before drifting away in a receding cadence to see what is next.

"Todd, tell me a little about this show," I asked several days later when my envy cooled down. I was sipping my coffee and browsing through Anne's website, youtube videos and biographical information, trying to get a feel for who she was, how she worked and what influenced her.

He cocked his head to the side and said, "You know we never talk about this before the show."

He must have seen the disappointment on my face because he offered me this one little kibble of information, "Anne is a dancer," he said. "She borrows from some of the physical motion of dancing and employs it in her work."

It was quiet for a moment in the space that followed his lone statement, and he sipped his coffee as my eyes landed on a piece entitled Being Blue, a painting that welcomes gallery-goers when they enter TheBrownstoneArt. In the composition, a cerulean curtain seems to part, revealing on orange orb that surges. It was in that moment that I felt the perfection of this piece in describing my own feelings: it was a metaphorical connection to how bummed I was about not going into the city sooner to view the show, but that there was still that wink of hope in the heat of that orange . . . Anne Sherwood Pundyk's exhibit is up at TheBrownstoneArt until October 17th, so there is still time . . .

If you want to watch Anne Sherwood Pundyk talk to us about her work live, check it out tonight at 8pm eastern at this link right here. See you then!