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Thoughts from behind the easel: Memory Lane detour

2/22/2013

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    Broadway on the riverside of Claiborne was a mess of construction when I was there last Tuesday to photograph a lovely woman for her portrait. The intersection at St. Charles was blocked, requiring a detour on the way to first meeting my friend for lunch at Tartine. (Tartine is a little cafe, chic in an "Our Town" sort of way. Meaning you see its workings: open kitchen, dining room accented with boxes.The cafe au lait is served in an uptown ladies' tres, tres slim porcelain cup with saucer, 1% milk, half is froth, $3.)

    As a sort-of rule, I avoid sentimental journeys to places I once lived. But it's been years--spring after Katrina--since I saw the house at 410 Cherokee Street. It's one of a cluster of mid-century modern houses two blocks from the streetcar line, in an area called the Black Pearl. I loved that everything wonderful about this house only revealed itself once you were invited over its threshold. 

    It's Asian-influenced, post and beam construction, skylights, sliding screens, built by John Dinwiddie as his own home when he came to New Orleans to serve as dean of Tulane's architecture school. Mr. Dinwiddie had had a successful career in California, and his last home was wonderfully compact in all the right places, but soared to 12' ceilings in the large main rooms. The back and side walls were floor-to-ceiling glass and faced a courtyard. I always loved walking down the slightly dim hallway to emerge in brilliant daylight. Such quiet drama. He must have been a great gentleman.

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  The current owners did the sort of major restoration my former husband, Richard, and I could never have afforded. Our four years in the house were more a do-no-harm type of custody: replacing the flat roof, refinishing the oak floors, tending the plants. I like the new gates the house now has--they are much better suited than its original wrought iron.

    So I made my side trip down Cherokee Street and zigzagged back to Broadway. Tartine is in the old Albert Brown salon, but I'd forgotten just where that was. I crossed Broadway to turn at Audubon Street, and passed my first house in the city, on New Orleans most friendly block. Once there, I remembered to turn just past it, which turned out to be the familiar Perrier, a one-way street going the right direction. The stars were in my favor; there was a parking space just around the corner. (Of all the things I miss, finding parking blocks from Tulane on a week day is not one of them.)

    I took a few snapshots on my route, sorted through my photos of this house when I was back in Mobile. What do we feel at such times? That's why I paint; it's something I cannot say in words. 

    I start with the toned canvas in a medium value whose color depends on my mood. If I'm ruffled, it might be venetian red, though that is also a joyful color to my way of thinking. Transparent raw umber brushed till it's warm and glowy is my default, however. As I lay in the brushstrokes for light areas of the sky and taper them off the canvas, I discover how light or shadowy I'm feeling. Except here's the wonderful thing: those first strokes lift me into the present. The painting needs care, has demands of its own. I put my own aside for a time. 
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View from the back, July 2005
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Far end of the living room
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Photos of the house in 1959
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Well, Someone Is Always Trying to Rewrite History, oil on canvas and wood, 15.25" x 15.25", 2009.

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9/4/2021 05:16:13 pm

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    About the Artist

    Susan Downing-White’s work has been featured in American Artist magazine and exhibited at the National Museum of Women in the Arts, the New Orleans Museum of Art and the Mobile Museum of Art.

    Her work can be found in corporate, government and private collections. Her education includes a bachelor’s of fine arts degree in painting, and three years work in art conservation.

    A book on the creative uses of Photoshop in a traditional studio practice is in the works. Susan offers beginner-friendly workshops that explore painting about skies at different times of the day in landscape painting at locations around the gulf coast, and she welcomes invitations to travel and teach.

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