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A Love Affair Unfolding, Geras-Tousignant Gallery, And A Brush Of Edgar A. Payne

Big News! I am now represented by Geras–Tousignant Gallery in San Francisco (@437 Pacific Avenue).
“Art comes into being in that abstract interval between a thought and reality, and no one – not even the artist who created it – can remeasure the influences that caused it.” ~ Edgar A. Payne
Two years ago, I bought a house sight unseen from a post on Facebook by a man I barely knew. “Who wants to be my neighbor?” was his query along with the picture of a small white farmhouse mired in snow. It was March. That snow looked fresh. I was in LA, where the sun was relentlessly shining as it had been for the past 25 years of my time there. I was so done with LA, I wanted that little house in the snow dress.
Two years ago, I had no idea what was in store for me. I had a vague idea that I was going to live in a campground for the month of July while my 1820’s farmhouse was being demo’d and renovated. While I was waiting on the house I took photographs with my iPhone. To stay sane.
What I thought might be a few months of renovation stretched into 8 months of waiting deep in the countryside. And, thank god, because of a dearth of cell towers my iPhone didn’t work as a phone anymore and it was only useful as a camera…because between July and January of that year I took over 20,000 photographs with it.
And because I posted so many pictures on my Facebook page, a gallery in central New York asked me to have a show in their gallery. My iPhoneography of the local flora and fauna made people smile, the images moved people and instantly I had collectors who bought multiples of my work.

And now, two months after my first show and two years, almost to the day, of moving to central New York, my iPhoneography takes me all the way back to California to a gallery in San Francisco.

See the link below for the images and for more information contact James Scott Geras, gerastousignant@gmail.com 415.986.1647
Thank you, iPhone and thank-you, Margo Steines, Connors Page and Xav Jimenez…my cNY muses.


My Artist Statement:
“To deify and illuminate the ordinary, this is what moves me. Each photo is a memory, a photographic attempt at capturing a love affair unfolding- a glimpse of “love at first sight” infused with my present and my past. My daily rebirth is in each frame- a swan dive into the deep end of the pool, lit by color, texture, and emotion. My macro images are meant to convey the glory of nature, things we would never see unless we fell to our knees. One of my life mentors, Miss Pamela des Barres, imagines that if my images were music they would sound like Beethoven, Sinatra and the Beatles combined. I’ll take that.”

The Saga of My First iPhoneography Gallery Show and A Love Letter To A Gallery Owner I Have Never Met

The Saga of My First iPhoneogrpahy Gallery Show and A Love Letter To A Gallery Owner I Have Never Met

When I was asked to have a show of my iPhoneography at the Cherry Branch Gallery, I was thrilled.

That was a year ago.

Little did I know that saying yes to that show would send me spiraling into a year filled with self-doubt and questions about who I thought I was and how the hell would I pull it off and the secret shame of knowing that I had never, not once, printed one of my images.

A full year of agony over whether what I saw on my iPhone and my Mac would be as clear and lovely and vibrant on paper and even if it was…who would care?

All the while I took more and more photos, which led me down the path of torment…which one? Which one of my 20,000 photos would make it to the show.

Can you show 100 images, should it be 20, do you frame them?

Omigod if I frame them, how will I frame them? Can I clip them to a wire and forget the frame? And why owhyowhy did I ever say I would do this, say yes to this childhood dream of mine, to have an ART SHOW in a GALLERY!

Then 2 months before the show the inevitable happened.

I dropped my Mac on my kitchen floor. From a great height. The floor is a radiant heat floor made of concrete. Dropping it did that thing that dropping a Mac does…the world went all slow motion as it floated to the ground and a voice (not my own) inside my head was screaming, mnooowwahhnooooo!

I was in a fugue state for the next three days as my hard drive died. It was a slow decline at first. The first sign was my beloved iPhoto wouldn’t open. OMG! ARTSHOW!

I kept trying, pushing buttons and restarting (a no no, we learn) over and over in a panic.

I was in deep denial.

The nearest Mac store was an hour and 15 minutes away. I just kept watching the wheel go round. Yes, I called to Apple hot line, which is not, by the way, the Mac Magic line- they do not have super powers and they always present with the obvious…”you should have backed your computer up”.

Yeah and I should have been born rich and important, perhaps a few inches taller…and YOU Apple Genius are anything BUT!

Anyway, long story short, I went to a local computer guy who pulled what he could off of my hard drive and I got a new hard drive from Apple (thank you Vicki for the extended Apple Care) and then spent the next 2 months pulling photos out of recovered files in the hopes that I was getting the original photos and not the iPhoto’d or instagrammed photos or corrupted photos. It was a mess.

But I pushed on, my April 6 deadline loomed.

All is well that ends well, as they say, and in the end (with the extreme help of Kristen, the gallery manager) I gathered about a thousand pictures, then narrowed it down to 33 pictures. This was an ordeal in itself that I can’t relive right now. I’m still tender.

But this missive is about a hero, this is a love letter to a gallery owner I have never met.

James Geras.

The James Geras of Geras Tousignant Gallery in San Fransisco.


My day job is wholesale director for Beekman 1802. The Fabulous Beekman Boys have fans all over the world and they should, they are wonderful, tireless supporters of farmers, human rights, sustainable living, diva-like lamas, baby goats and all lovely living things.

One of those fans is James Geras and he became my client when he decided to share Beekman 1802 products with his gallery clientele at an opening.

In our back and forth I discovered that he is a photographer, a high-end photographer who sells his prints to collectors for thousands.

Desperate, I told him about my gallery show in Cherry Valley and asked for advice about printing, hanging and framing. As if I could afford anything he was going to tell me.

Well, he got it, not only did he get it but he was a fountain of information, immediately sending me ideas for hanging pictures for next to zero dollars…he sent links to catalogs, web pages, pictures of ways he had hung up photography exhibits elegantly and on the cheap.

He was wonderful, a dream come true, an amazing person, like some fairy godbrother that the Universe blessed me with!

And, he turned me on to his printer which was the turning point in my search for resources. This printer was above top-notch, fast and they printed on metal, which, until I saw a print of mine on it, I didn’t know I needed but indeed I needed very much.

James Geras, I LOVE you!

But there is more.

Not only did he help me with the printer who made my show a resounding success but he called the gallery before my show went up and bought a piece AND he sent me opening night flowers!


An Angel, that is who.

I will never ever forget his generosity.

James Geras has an open invitation to visit and stay at Dunga Brook. Forever.

Of course, The American Hotel might be more fun and right in the middle of the haps in the middle of nowhere.

But even if he doesn’t stay with me, I will pick him up at the airport (an hour and 15 minutes away…a hop skip and a jump away from the nearest Apple store) and give him a personal CNY tour.

He is really something.

XO, Vicki

Dunga Brook Diary: A Year Of Seeing Differently
April 6- May 5
Cherry Branch Gallery
25 Main Street,
Cherry Valley, NY 13320 / 607-264-9530

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