Saul Wainwright, a student of philosophy, politics, & economics. Could we be more different? The truth is, we find more & more that there are these strange bridges between our work, & we won’t be surprised at all one day if they end up merging together on a regular basis. But, for now he is my tree climber.
It all started when I had my first art show. I needed to frame all of my watercolors. If you haven’t guessed, I am not a meticulous person. It fact, my “thing” is exactly the opposite! I have to say, my frames turned out lekker (s. african word for “very cool”). They were all found. I wrapped some of the matte in japanese paper. They were truly eclectic, & matched that of the art itself. But, oh, the many times I wanted to throw that matte-cutter out the window! 🙂
The fun was not over when it came time to hang the art. It took us hours! We were novice. But, we survived, both in the installation, & that of our relationship through it! We now know not to do this again (both together, & in the technical fashion we went about hanging!)!
Regardless, after OAK COUTURE, I needed to get my fabrics out of the trees. And, all the designers donated their time by putting them in. Though I did ask, I really hardly expected them to take it all out as well. So – who lands up helping his wife with her kooky projects again, risking his life in the top of the tree?
Thank you, Saul Wainwright, student of philosophy, politics, & economics. I publicly declare my massive gratitude!
One thought on “An Ode to my Husband, the Tree Climber:”
Ah…that is so nice. I have always enjoyed your projects (though sometimes I bitch when we are actually hanging or climbing). I look forward to our continued collaborations and future collaborations.
Go Team K.E.S.