The stories are developing.
A shell made its way to Portugal, and ended up in a fantastic hotel in Lisbon, called the Gallery House. A very lovely person who works there found the art, and it now has a home on her desk.
The art had special meaning to her. Her mother called her “Concha” which, in English, means shell. In an email to me she writes:
“Thank you for giving happiness to me”.
No more words are needed.
Big news, friends.
Art was found. In a coffee shop (somewhere in the eastern part of the USA).
This was piece number four – a mushroom. It was created in January, and dropped by a secret agent in early February.
The person who found it posted a photo on Instagram:
I received an email about it. The message was that the art was found, it brought joy, and offered an opportunity for conversation between a parent and a teenager. These are all good things.
Do you have questions about this project? Don’t hesitate to reach out. And I hope you find some art out there in this big world.
You might ask… what does the mushroom mean?
From my point of view, fungi are silent and helpful partners to so many things. They help trees grow, they help things decompose, and mushrooms can provide little careful homes for other creatures – you can often find small beetles or other critters living in between the gills of some species. Some mushrooms are also tasty to eat (but some are also poisonous, so BE CAREFUL). I hope that next time you are out and about in a forest, and the weather is right for it, you might be lucky enough to spot some lovely fungi. They are everywhere, you know!
Here’s the first piece of art that will leave the studio – number one. A blue jay, seen at a bird feeder over the December break. Shimmering feathers, regal crest. Voracious in its eating habits. These corvids can clear a feeder in minutes, it seems.