I've written a few blogs about art, and I just realized not once have I said a word about my favorite contemporary artist, Eyvind Earle.
For more years than I'd care to mention or remember, I have loved and coveted his work. I went through a period where anytime I could get my hands on his Christmas cards, I would buy a box and never send them out, because I couldn't bear to part with them.
There is something magical about his style. It's nature and yet not. Colorful, stunning in the grandeur of the landscapes he often portrayed, but you can still see the illustrator at heart. His work is simple, elegant, almost Oriental and yet not. The colors are vibrant, alive, brilliant, the combination is simply magnificent.
I finally own a small numbered serigraph, my prize possession, and dare I say it, I want more.
When I was in San Francisco a couple of years ago, I visited Carmel and stopped at Gallery 21, the gallery now owned by his estate, since Mr. Earle died in 2000 at the age of 84.
His career started early, in fact I read that at the age of 10 he was already very prolific. His career included a stint with Walt Disney as an assistant background painter. His work for Disney included Peter Pan and Sleeping Beauty, among others. But it is his later efforts that truly show a master at work.
Someone wrote that his style is lyrical, and I would never associate lyrical with art, but it fits, it flows, it moves you. It is indeed lyrical.
If you're interested in seeing some of his work, just Google Eyvind Earle, and I promise you will not be disappointed.
Till next time,
A Hotel in Paris