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| "Bridge
Into Lane County," by Lli Wilburn (clothing die,
ink and colored pencil). [Courtesy: Froelick
Gallery] |
Guest
Writer
Part
One: The paradox of getting started
Collecting
art in Portland
by
Duane Snider
ollectors,
gallery owners and artists will tell you that Portland
is one of the best places in North America to buy and
collect art.
The Portland art scene abounds with original
art in the broadest range of styles, genres and prices.
Legions of talented and committed artists choose to
live in the area for its natural beauty and the diversity
of a thriving culture.
Michael Kenna, the internationally renowned
California photographer, just moved here from San Francisco
because it's allowed him to dramatically cut his housing
and studio costs. He's far from alone. And it's an abundance
of such talent that provides Portland with a market
of fine art to please every imaginable taste with prices
that can easily fit into most budgets.
As a collector, I believe art should be
an easy sell to the locals in this highly accessible,
culturally rich scene. But it's not.
Local gallery owners tell me close to
60 percent of the art they sell goes to people who don't
live here. They come from places like New York, Los
Angeles, Chicago, Dallas and Miami – even Seattle
and Tacoma.
Why? Because we have the quality and diversity
of most big cities along with some of the best prices
in the country.
My collecting history started in 1982
when a friend opened an art gallery in an old remodeled
house. She invited me to stop by and look around. She
said it wasn't like most of those pretentious downtown
galleries. "It's in a house that's easy to just hang
out in," she said.
At the time I was barely above the poverty
line and had never thought about spending more than
$30 for a poster to tack on the wall. So when I finally
visited my friend's gallery, I wasn't expecting anything
special to happen.
I ambled through this unusual combination
of art gallery, craft gallery and jewelry shop. The
character of the old house was the core concept for
the gallery's design and the place offered a relaxed,
comfortable atmosphere.
Drifting past a kaleidoscopic array of
paintings, sculptures, jewelry, clay pots and plates,
my senses tingled. I don't think I had ever been in
an art gallery before. A painting hanging above the
front window of the gallery grabbed my attention.
Time stopped.
Rendered in the atmospheric translucence
of watercolor was the most beautiful flower I could
ever remember seeing. The central image was a white
iris with purple highlights and nearly photographic
clarity flanked by softly focused foliage. Everything
I thought I knew about art changed in a moment. I understood
the virtue of a unique, handmade object.
This painting was more than just an image,
more than simply an object of beauty. It was also a
symbol of something much greater. I stood motionless.
"You know," a voice from behind suddenly
said, "we have a very easy layaway plan."
I was hooked.
That moment turned into one of those life-altering
experiences forever etched in my mind. The feeling was
like my first sunset at the beach, my first taste of
ice cream, my first kiss from a beautiful girl and my
first symphony concert. Once bitten, forever smitten.
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| "Foolish
Pleasure," by Kirk Lybecker (watercolor with airbrush).
[Photo by Todd Leninger with artist's consent] |
The painting, by Kirk Lybecker, was priced
at $450 – a huge sum to me at that time, but my
desire for the piece overwhelmed me.
I feared my wife, Linda, would think I
was crazy if I suggested buying something as useless
as a painting. But her passion for drawing and painting
went all the way back to her childhood.
To my surprise, she loved the idea. We
scraped together $100 to put down and paid $60 to $100
a month until it was paid off. Then we bought another
painting by the same artist.
Well, 22 years later, we have more than
80 works by at least 50 different artists adorning our
modest southeast Portland home.
The help I received buying that first
piece was truly fortunate and necessary. I needed guidance
through the barriers that block many people from making
their first art purchase. Looking back, I understand
that the first piece was the most difficult to buy.
I thought I couldn't afford fine art.
I needed justification for spending that much money
on an object of such subjective value. I feared I didn't
have the knowledge or experience to make good judgments
about what I wanted. I felt intimidated by the abstract
nature of what constituted quality art.
People with art savvy know that the work
shown in Portland galleries and artists' studios holds
up well to art sold anywhere else in the nation. I learned
this as I continued to buy more art and built relationships
with gallery owners, artists and other collectors.
I became a regular at many gallery openings
and previews. I started meeting visitors from all around
the country who came here to take in the galleries with
the intention of buying. Talking with many of these
visiting art lovers gave me a window into the art markets
of other cities. The more I learned, the more I came
to appreciate the opportunities Portland offered for
collecting great art on a modest budget.
Portland has art for almost anyone willing
to take the time to look.
Some galleries cater to people with a
taste for decorative and representational work. Others
are geared toward contemporary themes like abstract,
conceptual, minimal and other statement-oriented work.
Regionally prominent and nationally known artists show
here as well as emerging talent from all over the country.
High quality, broad diversity and abundant
supply result in a market much larger than one might
expect from a town this size. All collectors love great
values; Portland has them in spades. Locally, the value
issue doesn't receive much attention. It's just taken
for granted by those familiar with the scene.
Many established Portland galleries spend
time and money building clientele in markets outside
our region. The top-tier galleries buy advertising in
high-profile art publications to promote their best
known and most talented artists. Ads from Portland galleries
appear regularly in ArtNews, Art In America and Art
& Antiques.
The Portland art scene has a national
reputation as a destination art market and brings in
substantial amounts of money from people coming here
to buy. Unfortunately, relatively few local residents
take advantage of this opportunity.
For years the local gallery community
has debated the reasons for this situation.
Some say Portland (and, to some extent,
the rest of Oregon) is anti-business. For example, Nike
is the only Fortune 500 company in the state, so there
are few highly compensated corporate executives here
to solicit. Some say the money here is old money and
these materially blessed community members do spend
on art, but there's only so much from this group to
go around. Still others just throw up their hands and
say, the locals just don't get it.
With all the First Thursdays, preview
nights, local arts reviews and countless mailings every
month, you might ask, Why don't they get it?
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| "Each
It's Own," by Martha Pfanschmidt (egg tempura).
[Photo by Todd Leninger with artist's consent] |
A recent article in the Oregonian by D.K.
Row mentioned that many local galleries have grown tired
of expending energy on First Thursday. Frustration grows
as, month after month, thousands of people attend these
events but very little gets sold at openings. These
events have succeeded in raising the awareness of the
local community to the presence of an art scene, but
that's just one of many steps needed to cultivate new
collectors.
From my years of collecting and nurturing
my knowledge of art in the Portland market, I see a
need for some new strategies. The barriers I had to
overcome when I bought my first piece also hold back
many others from making their first art purchase.
This might be a good time for taking a
fearless inventory on just what these barriers might
be.