It’s our way of keeping art alive, and with that, beauty, and friendship, while things are otherwise dampered down. We’re hosting a show in the big-door-opened garage, as well as in the yard behind. I call it a yard, but in reality it’s our paradise . . . the definition of that word being, “walled garden.” We’re grateful for it, and happy to invite you into it, this time with the addition of artwork to discover.

This is not a typical art show for us, and it is certainly not a garage sale either. Rather, think Persian rugs stores, with beautiful hand made carpets arrayed in piles, discounted deeply, and forever going out of business. This is something like that, except we’re not going out of business.

For the event, everything will be discounted 50 percent from website prices. This also goes for anyone who cannot come to the show but would like to shop online. That’s for all of my original artwork as found in the Hyatt Moore Gallery here.

If you find something that interests, simply e-mail me at moore@hyattmoore.com and we’ll have a conversation.

Here are some photos of how the garage is shaping up for Sunday, as well as a few of the yard, taken last month.

I should have turned the lights on in the garage for this “approaching dusk” photo, but it gives an idea of the openness of the entrance and space.

Things could change but expect it to look something like this on Sunday afternoon.

Those large canvases stacked against each other are placed for guests to move around and look behind, just to find what might be discovered. More will be shown like that on the patio back in the garden.

The open side door leads to the garden, and provides plenty of fresh air flow through the space.

Work on paper will be part of the offering, as well as paintings on canvas, stretched and unstretched.

A few paintings along the path to the back.

The garden, here viewed from the kitchen on an early morning . . . beautiful and typical, except when the day starts overcast (which can be typical, too).

That blue pot, a gift for Anne at Christmas, is yet to receive its own plant, but has a handsomeness just as it is, methinks.

It’s not uncommon for us to take our summertime meals at this table. On Sunday, a place for guests to take a break.

The Jacaranda, planted as a sapling years ago, was in full bloom when I took the photo, as well as the desert Palo Verde with its yellow on the left.

The ground below the tree a carpet of lavender.

The rocks have all been brought in by me, a few at time, from different excursions over the years . . . something that continues still.

Full of color, some of it shouts.

We brought the plank back from Oregon one year and converted into a table, the legs being from a Brazilian Pepper tree that had to come down (the roots were getting into our neighbor’s plumbing). The palm frond beneath could make a good fruit bowl, I keep thinking. And they keep coming.

Just an old chair that for years was in the house, now too beat up for that, but fits here.

____________________________________________________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________

Here’s the info. Come if you can. But even if you can’t, remember the website sale . . . it all being part of the same thing.