I have this unfortunate tendency to make connections and find things funny that most people don't. I have actually been berated for my public sense of humor by those unhappy beings who don't share my sense of fun which sometimes comes across as too strong for those of a weak humorous disposition. I have never been moved to make artworks out of my puns but I take my hat off to a man whose work is currently exhibited at the Custom House on Front Street but ends on Sunday the 10th so I only just caught it. Lucky me.
They call it Whimsy which when you look at the art is a good description. I knew I was going to enjoy the show and I did, very much.
I had difficulty deciding what to photograph there were so many objects on display.
The large picture below is titled "Hurricane Palms" but all I could hope to do is give you a small taste of the brilliance on display.
Much is made of the fact that Bell did not make large sums of money from his art. He kept his prices accessible and apparently lived on the edge of financial ruin all his life.
The pictures mostly are light, perfectly executed, in gorgeous arrays of color and I find it hard to imagine they would have been hard to sell had Bell had a mind to sell them for their full worth.