Asheville Art Museum Taps Jason Andrew as Lead Curator of Major Survey of Contemporary Art

Monday, February 19, 2018

Work of the Week — “Sugar” by Maude Gatewood

by Sadie Allen Basking in the sun, musing (and perhaps mewing), lies a mysterious being often called the cat. I have seen this scene (and many others, often involving dead birds, tail-chasing, and even occasion thefts of food) many times, as I grew up around the mischievous beasts. My grandmother attracted felines like honey attracts… Click to read the rest of the blog post
Monday, February 12, 2018

Work of the Week — “Holyhocks at Tuckaway” by Pierre Daura

by Sadie Allen We have made it through, my friends – Spring is just around the corner! Although Punxsutawney Phil (the beloved groundhog who predicts the weather every February) saw his shadow, I’m optimistic for the return of warm weather. With every visit to the grocery store, I’m seeing more and more fresh flowers, fruits… Click to read the rest of the blog post
Scott in Howard Finster’s Garden
Monday, February 5, 2018

Work of the Week — “Hank Williams” by Howard Finster

by Sadie Allen I’m sitting in another local joint, listening to my father up on stage playing “Hey, Good Lookin’” or “Your Cheatin’ Heart”, songs I’ve heard him practice hundreds of times throughout my childhood. This was a scene I experienced often in my early teens, as my mother and I were present at all… Click to read the rest of the blog post
Monday, January 29, 2018

Work of the Week — “Bass Rocks, East Gloucester” by Henry Hammond Ahl

by Sadie Allen While the wintertime can be quite lovely with its bare branches and chilly rains, nothing quite beats the charm of summer- something I’ve been missing lately. While perusing the Museum’s vast collection of works, this summertime scene caught my eye. Its stunning blue sea and sky portray the wonderful and warm nature… Click to read the rest of the blog post
Monday, January 22, 2018

Work of the Week — “Wall Street, NY” by Margaret Bourke-White

by Sadie Allen Ever since I was a little girl, New York City (or any large city for that matter) appealed to me. Growing up in Western North Carolina, the most excitement I faced was my usual daydreaming, often about the illustrious life I planned to live once I escaped my rural world. Cities were… Click to read the rest of the blog post