Art in the A.M.
A Performance of Songs, Stories & Paintings
Art in the A.M. is a monthly performance featuring visual artists, RBWG writers, and songs by musician Stuart Vining.
The works of art displayed on this page (scroll down) will serve as the writing prompts instead of a theme or a song, as we typically use at “Night of Songs and Stories.”
At the event, after the writers have read their pieces the artist will briefly speak about his or her inspiration (we will have the paintings at the event) followed by a song of Stuart’s choosing—also inspired by the painting.
Think of the performance as a ‘three-act play’, with each act consisting of 2–3 writers reading work based on the artwork; the display of the artwork along with discussion of the work by the artist; and performance of a musical selection inspired by the artwork.
Click here to see a gallery of works that have been featured in past gatherings of Art in the A.M.
Next Art in the A.M.
Feb 5 (First Wed of the month)
The Glade Clubhouse
Glade Farm Road, Rehoboth Beach
Scroll down to see artwork for this month
Coffee and pastries will be served. The performance is free and open to the public (although we ask for a voluntary donation of $5.00 per person to help cover costs)
RSVP to Read
If you would like to read, email Maribeth at firstname.lastname@example.org and tell her which artwork you will be using as the inspiration for your 300-word or less poem, story, memoir excerpt, etc.
RSVP to Attend
**Readers please do not include yourself in the attendee "Quantity" count, only include your guests**
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Sponsoring Art in the A.M.
Full Sponsorships are $250 and cover most of the guild’s out of pocket costs for these events (space rent, sound, music, food). This covers most of the costs for the musicians and our sound guy, so it’s enormously helpful and we are very appreciative. In return for the sponsorship we will put a blurb in our weekly email (sent to more than 650 people), on our website, on Facebook and on the program the day of the event naming the sponsors as well as what or who they are honoring with the sponsorship. Some have sponsored in honor and support of the Guild, as a way to celebrate a birthday or an anniversary, or promote a business. Others have sponsored as a way to promote a charity or organization that matters. Our only request is that religion and politics not be a part of these events.
At the reading, Maribeth will publicly thank the sponsor. Sponsors may place a brochure or flyer or single sheet of information at each place setting.
We still have the orange bucket at Art in the A.M. and ask that sponsors cover the fee at the door for themselves and guests as usual. While we do everything we can to accommodate the sponsor and make them not only feel special but also know how grateful we are, we don’t change the reading or the actual show beyond giving the sponsors who are Guild members the opportunity to read at that event and the opportunity to go either first or last in the line-up. Sponsors still need to RSVP for guests and if the event is full, we’ll move those guests to the top of the wait list, but can’t promise a seat, so it is best to let Maribeth know about your plan to sponsor as far in advance as possible.
Contact Maribeth at email@example.com to sponsor Art in the A.M.
Painting is the most beautiful of all arts. In it all sensations are condensed, and contemplating it, everyone can create a story at the will of the imagination–Paul Gauguin
Guild Member Kim Burnett
"In gratitude for the Guild, which welcomed me and
helped me make Rehoboth Beach home."
By Kim Burnett
I read a powerful essay by a woman who was helping her best friend through cancer treatment, wrapping her with all the strength and support she could offer. She likened it to way female elephants protect each other in the herd. She was determined to be her friend’s elephant.
Kaufman’s elephant, with soulful, steady eyes, evoked that essay. It took me to a moment in my kitchen three years ago, just after my father died.
My father took his last breath in the quiet of hospice, after months and years of awful illness and decline. My sisters and I, his caregivers, breathed sad, exhausted breaths.
As I was closing my suitcase in Indiana to go home to Virginia, my husband called. He suspected he was having a heart attack. The ambulance was on its way. Could I find someone to walk the dog? Will do, I said. Not this, I thought.
I pushed through eight worried hours on two flights. At the boarding gate in Midway Airport I learned: ICU. Sepsis. Heart arrhythmia. Not stable. He still wasn’t stable when I made it to his room. His heart raged – sometimes four beats a second. So many tests, beeping machines and doctors rushing in. The very good hospital ICU he was in sent him to an even better ICU an hour away. He barely survived the ambulance transfer.
Alone, I breathed tight breaths, as memories of dad in the ICU just days before sat with me at my husband’s bedside. Brittle with determination things would be fine. Just fine. Our children lived states away, and most of our friends were on August vacation. They asked how they could help, but whatever could they do anyway?
I did ask to my friend, Mimi, if she could send her son over to walk the dog. That night, when I stumbled home from the hospital, I found Mimi’s kindness in my kitchen: gorgeous food. Fresh summer flowers. A happy dog. Order. For the first time in weeks, I exhaled and breathed easy breaths.
Mimi continued to circle me with care, until, nine days later, I brought my husband home. In those eyes in Kaufman’s painting I see my friend, who held me up so I could breathe again.
Artwork For February 2020
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