Saturday, April 29, 2017

"Uncle" Harry Uhlman's Sugaring Off Parties

Uncle Harry ladles the syrup

"Uncle" Harry Uhlman's Sugaring Off Parties
by Wayne D. King


I remember as if it were yesterday, though at least 45 years have passed. Warm spring Sundays, filled with the hope that spring always brings. Sun shining on my face as I left church and greeted Uncle Harry at the door.


Uncle Harry was a deacon in our church and he wasn't my uncle - he was everyone's uncle. His kindly face, worn with the seasons of a Yankee native's life, would beam as he leaned down to remind me of the sugaring off party at his sugarhouse that afternoon and called me "dear" in that rich North Country accent that resonates still in my brain.


Of course he didn't need to remind me, or anyone else in our informal confederation of communities, drawn together by the necessity of sharing schools, churches, fire departments, police. The moment that sap buckets appeared on the maples along the road we knew that the moment was approaching. Children and adults alike would find their conversations turning to the sap and Uncle Harry's sugaring off party.


Uncle Harry sugared the old fashioned way, though many of the sugaring operation of the day were even then beginning to modernize. His only concession to the modern age came well toward the end of his days when the horse drawn sled gave way to a small blue tractor. Even then, though, he would alight from his tractor, put the rugged yoke around his neck and trudge through the snow from tree to tree gathering sap from the buckets by hand and emptying them into the container on the tractor. When the huge container on the tractor was full it would be transferred to the sugarhouse where his wood fired boiler and evaporator would turn the sweet sap into maple syrup.


It was the 1960’s and despite the conservative ways of my North Country neighbors Uncle Harry began to wear his hair long. Not shaggy like so many of my older friends, but longer than the norm for disapproving adults. Uncle Harry's hair was more like a snow-covered rainbow, mostly white with streaks of brown, gold and red as it flowed in waves down his head. It almost seemed that the golden brown of his syrup had so thoroughly penetrated his being that even his hair reflected its glory. Though he never said a word about it to me, I think letting his hair grow was Uncle Harry's way of sending a message to the young people in the community that their choice of self expression did not make them outcasts - despite the whispering and snide remarks of other adults. We loved him for it.


Then the long anticipated day would arrive. After church Uncle Harry would head back to his orchard to prepare for the festivities. A huge pile of clean snow, gathered thoughtfully on some long passed stormy day, lay covered with a large canvas tarp to be unveiled only when the children were gathered around squealing delightedly.


When families began to arrive Harry Uhlman would be hidden away in his sugarhouse boiling the syrup past pancake thickness to that special level where just the act of pouring it on a snowcovered plate would seem like a spiritual experience. . . nature's sweetest celebration of the spring. While he finished the syrup the children would play in the maple groves, waiting for the moment that they would form a human wave of exuberance as they rushed to get in line. The adults would mingle, share tales of winter tribulations and plans for the warm days ahead, and pretend that they weren't just as excited as the children. . . and then Uncle Harry would emerge, wooden bucket in hand, a silly old hat on his head, smiling like an angel . . . I think he was. I know he is now. To this day I can't see a sugarhouse or a tapped maple that doesn't bring him back into my life.


God Bless you Uncle Harry; and every other neighbor who spreads love like maple syrup on our lives.

Sugaring Off with Uncle Harry Originals
10x16
Edition of 100 signed originals
Printed on fine art rag paper with archival inks
$125
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Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Waiting on a Purple Breeze




Waiting on a Purple Breeze
Milkweed Pods opened and ready to fly. Manipulated color image. Only one original edition of 25 prints of this image is created, signed with a certificate of authenticity and printed on fine art paper with archival inks. The image is used for creation of an open edition but otherwise archived and kept only for historic purposes and publications. To purchase an original  click here: http://bit.ly/2pj6C0Q


The open edition, featured here provides the closet approximation to an original work at a more affordable price, especially for those who love art but dont feel the need to purchase original works.

16x16
Printed on fine art rag paper with archival inks
Edition of 25
$125


Monday, April 10, 2017

Two King Images Chosen for "Focus on Figures" Juried Show April 22-30, 2017




Two of Wayne King's images have been chosen for North River Arts Juried Show "Focus on Figures" Juried Show April 22-30, 2017






On The Vineyard:

Woman sits on a beach along the coast of Martha’s Vineyard, MA. Monochrome image printed through textured glass and used for the creation of two limited editions. The first an edition of 10 individually hand painted prints.

The second edition is a limited edition of 100 printed using one of the hand painted images and scanned for output with archival inks. The image is used for creation of a digitally initialed open edition but otherwise archived and kept only for historic purposes and publications. To purchase a 1st or 2nd edition original, or an open edition digitally initialed print, click here: http://bit.ly/1mwWnk1




Into a Misty Wood:

Male nude runs into a misty wood.Only one original edition of 10 prints of this image is created, signed, dated and with a certificate of authenticity Printed on fine art paper with archival inks. The image is used for creation of a digitally initialed open edition but otherwise archived and kept only for historic purposes and publications. To purchase an original contact the artist at waynedking9278@gmail.com. Or click here: http://bit.ly/2ooGnCz



The Exhibit is open for one week only, beginning with an opening night reception April 22 from 7-10pm at the North River Arts Society in Marshfield, MA. For directions, click here: http://northriverarts.org/index.html



Friday, April 7, 2017

King Image "The Road Darkens" Chosen in Juried Competition "One Planet, One Home"

King Image "The Road Darkens" Chosen in Juried Competition "One Planet, One Home"
Wayne King's image "The Road Darkens" has been chosen for a juried show at the Kehler Liddell Gallery in New Haven, CT. The exhibition: "One Planet, One Home" focuses on the challenges of Climate Change.

The image is part of a Climate Change series King has been working on for the past two years. The image alludes to the growing crisis. The image is a color montage of several different images including elements of photography and watercolor painting. One original edition of 5 prints is created, printed on fine art rag paper using archival inks; signed and with a certificate of authenticity. To purchase an original, click here: http://bit.ly/1ZxBg3p

The title is drawn from a quote from J. R. R. Tolkien's "Fellowship of the Ring". "Faithless is he who says farewell when the road darkens."

A digitally initialed open edition, also created, provides the closest approximation to an original work at a more affordable price, especially for those who love art but don't feel the need to purchase original works. Follow the link above and choose the open edition link if you would prefer the open edition.

The image is also available as a poster and a greeting card, here: https://www.zazzle.com/moosewoodmindscapes?qs=Road%20Darkens

Kehler Liddel Gallery:
http://www.kehlerliddellgallery.com/




Skunk Cabbage - Sweet as Spring

My first trip into the woods after snowmelt this Spring was at that moment when only the Skunk Cabbage had pushed its way toward the light....