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FULTON ROSS ~ Against All Odds
Friday, August 16, 2013
Thursday, August 15, 2013
New Website UP!
Please visit GALLERY ART FINESSE to see art of FULTON ROSS! http://galleryartfinesse.com/
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
THE AFFAIR-THE MOVIE
My son Craig Ross Jr. is very close to reaching his goal on his kickstarter campaign THE AFFAIR-The Movie. I would like to help him over the hump!
http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/633012328/the-affair-the-movie?ref=live
I am offering an original painting or drawing with an appraised value of $2500 to any funders of $1000.
I will do a 20x24" portrait valued at $15,000 for anyone who funds $7000 or more.
This friends, is called "Mother Love" :)
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Closing Studio
5/23/12
I have reached a new
chapter in my life. Sometimes change is good but
painful. My main studio has been
located in Sarasota for twenty years and I’ve
been able to turn out a lot of work during that time for collectors and
galleries. Now, however, I want to
finish my book and it is not possible to run a
4000 sq. ft. studio while thinking about my characters and the antics that make
them interesting or even feasible. There
is a time of the day when the sun is going
down and that is the golden time of day.
It’s when the sun settles down and takes a
lovely form. That is where I am in my
creative life. The sun has settled. I have found who I
am…my creative mind is seeking new horizons I‘ve reached that golden time and
something inside of me is saying do more. I believe I can squeeze more out creatively
if I have less overhead. So, I’ve made
the very difficult decision to let go of the “dream
studio.” I plan to keep designing for
public art projects as well as painting and drawing
but the book is my priority at present. Art As A Novel has
been in the background of
my thoughts for the past twelve years. It’s time to complete the
process. I believe I can.
I know there will
come a day when I’ll be sitting quietly with my memories; there will be NO
regrets. You can’t stop the rain when it begins to fall
and I can’t stop my spiritual and creative maturation.
I’ll keep you posted….you
keep wishing me well and watch for the book!
Artfully Yours,
Gale
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Art As A Novel:Excerpt #4
ART AS A
NOVEL
EXCERPT # 4
NEW YORK
CITY, MAY 2000
Maggie’s Attorney, Robert G.
Early the next morning I tried
to contact her dealer. Maggie was always concerned about her work and money,
but come on I kept saying where could she have gone and why? That Jeremy Irons looking clone
she called her dealer had to have something to do with this. Oh God! Why didn’t I see this coming…..he’s
hurt her, I just know it! “Dammit, Maggie”, I roared, if “he’s hurt you in any
way I’ll spend the rest of my life making that German fuck pay!” The Nazi never
returned any of my calls. Five days later I walked into the gallery. Maggie had been gone over 28 days and no one had
seen or heard from her. I was more than
frantic. I was convinced something bad
had happened. She would never have left
me…not like that…not even if she was pissed.
Friday, May 3, 2013
Another excerpt from my working novel!
To help support the funding of the novel check out
http://www.indiegogo.com/projects/art-as-a-novel
ART AS A NOVEL
By
GALE FULTON ROSS
Taxis’ and cars honked in the language of Babel, the color of cab
yellow filled her peripheral vision, Paynes gray in light, medium
and dark showed ahead in the form of tall buildings against
a bluish- stone colored sky. Sidewalks blurred on the left and
right with colorful images of people as they pranced on the
treadmills of their own lives. Rolling down the window in the
cab gave breezy wings to the buzz she felt in her head. It was
an overcast Summer day in the City, balmy and alive with a
Broadway concerto of street sounds being conducted by the
rhythm of her rapid breath. Maggie wondered , are they happy,
are they content, have they found peace as she watched hordes
of people hurriedly cross in front of the cab making their way
to ‘somewhere.’
The cab soon pulled up to her studio on 17th Street between
8th and 9th Avenue. He had given her money for the driver and
herself. Walking slowly up the stairs to her third-floor
walkup she suddenly felt very tired and very drunk. “ I need to
lie down.” Opening the heavy, antiquated wooden
door was always a task, she immediately dropped her bag and
keys on the side table full of opened and unopened mail. Maggie
tripped across the dark- paint-spattered hardwood floor to her
Murphy bed thankful that it was in the down position and fell
backwards vertically crumpling the sheets around her. It was 3:30
in the afternoon. She awoke to the telephone at 9:15 in the
evening…it was him.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Another excerpt from working novel Art as a Novel...
.....'my work IS reality. When I step out of that reality into the
mundane; I take on bewilderment and leave "fierce" behind'.
Maggie Gray
Art As A Novel by Gale Fulton Ross
If you would like to help support the completion of my novel please check out my Indiegogo campaign by following this link below. Thank you!
http://www.indiegogo.com/projects/art-as-a-novel
.....'my work IS reality. When I step out of that reality into the
mundane; I take on bewilderment and leave "fierce" behind'.
Maggie Gray
Art As A Novel by Gale Fulton Ross
If you would like to help support the completion of my novel please check out my Indiegogo campaign by following this link below. Thank you!
http://www.indiegogo.com/projects/art-as-a-novel
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