Last night my husband and I, and I'm betting along with everyone else in our neighborhood, were woken up at 4:30 am by the loudest clap pf thunder I have ever heard. The entire house shook for a full ten seconds. The rain never let up, so when I got ready to take the kids to school I turned on the TV hoping to catch an update on the road conditions. Well I never made it to the news because I landed on a channel that was profiling local Atlanta artist Charly Palmer.
I only got to enjoy about 5 minutes of the program, but I was immediately drawn to his brushwork, his palette, and his obvious joy in his paintings. He has a wonderful way of telling a story about his subject matter, layering time and space and multiple vantage points on one canvas.
I look forward to learning more about this fantastic artist.
I only got to enjoy about 5 minutes of the program, but I was immediately drawn to his brushwork, his palette, and his obvious joy in his paintings. He has a wonderful way of telling a story about his subject matter, layering time and space and multiple vantage points on one canvas.
I look forward to learning more about this fantastic artist.
