Franke in France- toujours happy!
I'm one of the lucky ones who got to visit Nancy while she was painting in Paris. Not that it took a lot of arm twisting.
We had received a couple of emails from her, with a few snippets of
her life in Paris. Photos of her painting shirt hanging to dry on the
window. Glimpses of the Eiffel tower that dominated the view from her
garret. Pictures of paintings hanging on stairs to dry. Labels from
wine bottles enjoyed the night before. Paintings of elegant
Parisiennes, strolling the streets. And most of all, fresh flowers,
everywhere.
Flowers on her table
Flowers in the window
And flowers on her easel
We always like to visit our artists’ studios (especially the ones in
France!) and we always like to see what inspires them in their
surroundings. And it’s especially important when an artist is
preparing for an exhibit as Nancy has been for her upcoming show,
Franke, Foltz & Friends – which opens this Thursday, at Huff
Harrington Fine Art. So visiting her in France was a pretty easy
argument to make, given the prep work needed for a show (and the fact
that Nancy’s month long sojourn in Paris overlapped with the best
antiques market in France!).
Nancy and Michael were lucky to be staying in what we Huffingtons
call our favorite hood, just steps away from the famous Rue Cler, which
is dotted with fabulous flower markets and loaded with charming little
restaurants and purveyors of fine foods and chocolates. So we knew that
there was no shortage of inspiration, in both the floral and food
categories. But we really had to laugh when Nancy published an adorable blog
about her love of butter, and how butter was infusing everything she
did and thought about, including her painting style! Doesn’t every
discussion in France eventually turn to food?
The food, the wine bottles, the flowers, the view, the paintings
stacked up on the floor (especially the one wedged between the stairs,
which I was just dying to see in person), combined with Nancy’s
effervescent personality (and her adorable hubby’s too) were too much to
resist … and I couldn’t have been happier to come up with a slew of
excuses to justify a visit.
Paintings drying everywhere in Nancy's studio
Of course, seeing Nancy in Paris is kind of like seeing Pavarotti at La
Scala. She just belongs and thrives there! Surrounded by museums
filled to the brim with favorite artists, and every site on every street
corner oozing with inspiration, not to mention the daily interactions
and politesses with all the local merchants in her almost fluent French
and the long three hour dinners in divine restaurants and the six mile
walks every day – what’s not to love, especially for an artist? It
was a double treat for me to be there, since I got to see Paris through
her ever-enthusiastic, well curated lens.
Rue de Rivoli, through Nancy's lens
Le Pont Alexandre, that caught our eye drying on the stairs
Champ de Mars
And then of course, as the work started to pour in, some of it still
dripping with paint and oozing with butter, we were all jumping up and
down with excitement. Nancy has a magical touch, which has gotten
lighter and looser over the years, but still manages to evoke the
warmth and essence and emotion of every subject she paints. Combine
that with her warmly diffused palette, her perfectly balanced
compositions captured in just the right light, and her experienced
editing skill which enables her to pull away from the painting at just
the right moment, leaving you to complete the details in your head so
that the interpretation is that much more personal … And there you have
it: The je ne sais quoi Nancy Franke magic, that has us all enthralled.
I think for Nancy, the Paris experience was the perfect icing on the
cake, adding to her explosion of senses (not to mention food
metaphors!). And those of us who get to see the work she has prepared
for her upcoming show will get to share in the experience, almost as she
did. Bravo, Mme! Franke in France was a sweet success and we can’t
wait for your show to open on Thursday … and to embrace the fruits of your labor. With butter!
Ta ta,
HH
Nancy signed off on one of emails with this picture.. the perfect embodiment
of Franke in France!
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