Robert Sedestrom – Artist – paper, wood, clay

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Robert Sedestrom

Artist – paper, wood, clay

Current Exhibition
Works on Paper
- As I See It
- Shoes
Wood
Clay
About

Robert Sedestrom mixed media self portrait "As I See It"

First House

Expressive artwork of house, green grass and blue sky

Energetic, black, yellow and green mixed media artwork with a cup and spiral

Bold mixed media art work of a road closed by a caution bar

CURRENT EXHIBITION

As I See It

August 31–October 29, 2020
Perkinson Gallery
Kirkland Fine Arts Center
Millikin University
Decatur, Illinois

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“Meanderings” 2023, marks on paper using alter

“Meanderings” 2023, marks on paper using alternative tools. There came a time when traditional tools of the trade no longer satisfied me. Brushes, pastels and pencils didn’t fill the need. First of all they were predictable. Used in either hand they reflected the years of experience and skill. I needed something more spontaneous. Unpredictable yet somehow guided. I found alternative tools, those not meant to draw but intended for another purpose. My choices were a glue gun, a can of insulation foam and scissors. Those were my tools of choice and I began. My smart trained experienced right hand guiding the naïve glue gun (with a mind of its own). The same went for the can of foam. Both were reluctant to follow my lead. However in the end with the aid of my trusty scissors it all worked out. The results were unpredictable and very satisfying. I don’t know if I will continue working this way but it certainly scratched the itch of doing something different and the experience alone will serve me well.
Later…
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“Wetrospective 2022, Well folks, 2022 kinda ende

“Wetrospective 2022,
Well folks, 2022 kinda ended with a thud for me. A flood of water caused by frozen pipes at Lillstreet Art Center caused a lot of damage. Those pipes are in the process of being repaired, but a lot of artwork was lost. The water from the break made its way into my studio and I lost years of work mostly drawings. At this time I’ve counted 50 to 75 drawings on paper water stained. They were in portfolios leaning against the walls. There was also my stash of really good drawing paper, Arches, Reeves and Strathmore, wet, stained and unusable.
I’m still trying to come to grips with what happened and the loss. I can’t seem to wrap my head around it yet. I guess it will just take a lot of time. Comprehension of the loss of that creative process will be ongoing. Each one was special. The physical loss is something else again. Luckily I’ve had recent sales to document the value of the work so that should not be a problem, restitution is another matter. Whether it’s insurance or not I don’t know, that remains to be seen. I’m still in shock mode and in the process of sorting things out both literally and figuratively, but for now...
I’m just kinda sad.
Later...
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#drawings
#drawingsonpaper
#coloronpaper #paper
#wetpaper #wetdrawings
#artloss #damagedart
#damageddrawings

“House for Sale”, from a two day popup show at

“House for Sale”, from a two day popup show at the Lillstreet Art Center in Chicago
This is a selection from a portfolio of house drawings/paintings. They are all approximately 5 to 6 feet square on heavy duty contractor paper using house paint
(of course) acrylics and pastels. The surfaces are quite rich and inviting if I do say so myself. Anyway, they are priced for the neighborhood with a subdivision price of $100 per square foot. DM me if you want a private showing and I will send you an individual image in the meantime be well and do good.
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#drawingsonpaper #paperwithcolor
#houseforsell #houseforsalebyowner #housesonpsper

“Cooper and Nilla” from The Dog Show at the Li

“Cooper and Nilla” from The Dog Show at the Lillstreet Art Center in Chicago.

This is the last post from this show. I’ve been hesitant to post for some reason, probably because I didn’t want it to end. Not the show, no not that at all. It was the daily reminder of those things we cherish but can’t relive. Each work had its own time in my head all individual and fleeting. But these two dogs together made for a longer look. Individual of course but also stitched together in my mind as a duo. They are linked through their acceptance of each other’s space and idiosyncrasies.
Cooper, the elder, had a ritual on our morning walk through the ball fields at the college. He found softballs left after the previous nights games. Over time his finds filled a bushel basket. Nilla on the other hand addressed neatness and conservation. She gathered plastic bottles and assorted sticks (those I didn’t save). Although there might have been stick, bottle or ball envy nothing came of it. They were collectors with respect for another’s choices…
All these snippets of images were there again. They brought me a smile sometimes rueful but always with the warmth of gratitude. It’s rare to be able to gather your friends and reminisce…

Later,
#dogshow #mydogs #dogdrawings #dogsonpaper
#coloronpaperonly #lillstreet #lillstreetartcenter #lillstreetgallery

“Nilla” a detail from “Cooper and Nilla”,

“Nilla” a detail from “Cooper and Nilla”, house paint, acrylics and chalk on brown paper.

It was a tense moment when we introduced Nilla to Cooper in our front yard. Although outweighed by 90 pounds she walked right up to him in like “Fearless Girl” she looked up at him and that was that. She was the princess no doubt. He might be the dominant male but she was in charge, not all of the time mind you but in the end she got her way.
I was smitten at first sight. The first and only female dog. She was petite for a Lab. Lap size in her mind. Light in color almost white she was just the cutest thing ever…and she was a scamp. Some would say mischievous. There would be that look in her eye that betrayed her. Nothing destructive unless you call running amuck in a bed of flowers pulling them up by the roots flinging them everywhere. There’s nothing like a muddy white dog walking up to you with an Impatience plant dangling from her chin. It was purple. Couldn’t help but smile (inside). Oh, she had her idiosyncrasies. On our morning walks she collected either sticks or plastic bottles. Sometimes both. Her record was eleven all crammed in her mouth (photo on request). Pride of ownership indeed defended from any poachers with a growl. So many fond memories as well as forgotten foibles.
It was a sad day when the vet said she had inoperable cancer. I brushed her coat, trimmed her tail and gave her a piece of a banana. The rest I will not share. After almost twenty years it’s still too fresh in my mind. Those of you that have ever had to euthanize a pet will understand.
What is left now are memories of a sweet lovable dog never to be replaced or forgotten.
Later…
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“Cooper” (aka) Killingworth’s Cooper Black.

“Cooper” (aka) Killingworth’s Cooper Black. A detail from the larger work “Cooper in a Photo Booth”.

We should have known. We really should have known. He was entitled from the start. Enough to say he came from a good family. And he was a gorgeous pup to boot especially his head. It was noble, his best feature to be sure. As he chomped his way through puppyhood he got a new name, Little Beaver. To say that he was an active chewer would be an understatement. Chew toys were seen as ornamental, he preferred solid objects, something of value. Table legs were good, items of clothing (leather preferred), a set of directors chairs and the corner of an oriental rug. He was active but we survived.
He was a friendly dog to those he met always ready to be adored. Did I mention that he was vain? If dogs can be vain he was. He carried himself well. His walk was more of a saunter and any reflective surface deserved a pause. Yup, he was self absorbed and there also continued to be some disagreement as to who was alpha… But he was our dog.
It’s interesting how you remember stuff. Some things stand out as important, but in the long run he was our dog. He mellowed as he got older and was more agreeable and he was still our dog.
One last thing. He had a ritual of sleeping next to my side of the bed. I would drop my hand down and pet him as I went to sleep. In the morning I would wake up to those big brown eyes looking at me his chin resting on the bed. Ready for another day but… feed me. Yup, he was our dog.
Later…

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