An art gallery in town was having this big summer show this weekend; I wandered in, sort of reluctantly, after a lazy afternoon of ranting about men and shopping (and it was totally awesome when I went to get dressed for the opening and two pairs of jeans didn’t fit. Love it. Not. Grrr). It was an older crowd of people, munching on grapes and cheese, musing over the art. I had my camera with me, to take some pictures of the opening, so my bag was super heavy and I wasn’t really in the mood to be there. But, then I came across these pieces. They caught my eye and something in me lunged to them. They were simple, but extremely poignant. I stood very close to each one and examined each piece of art as though it was an old entry from my diary. Just like people and music, sometimes art comes into your life when you need it most.
The artist is Isabel Brito Farre; the works that I fell in love with were these three pieces which are all stitched into the paper. Totally awesome. I would buy them for any house I lived in. You must look through her website and look at all the work; it’s pure poetry.
Check out her other stuff; I’m not usually blown away by art, but for some reason, Isabel Brito Farre’s work hits a different place in my soul.
Has a piece of art ever touched your soul when you felt you needed it most?