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“mystic lands” – March 12 – May 2

by Brian Sostrom, posted in Uncategorized

Just a small glimpse into my solo show “mystic lands” on display at Momentum Gallery in Asheville, North Carolina.

Some of this works date back to 2024 but the bulk of the pieces were painted in the last year. It is such a thrill to see my artwork on display in such a beautiful gallery. Everyone at the gallery and coming through the show were incredibly nice. I am especially grateful to Jordan Ahlers and Shifra Ahlers for their incredible kindness and hospitality. I have never been so spoiled!

If you are in the Asheville area please check out the gallery, worth the trip!

This is only a portion of the show

https://momentumgallery.com/artists/132-brian-sostrom/

Fields of Spring (SOLD)

by Brian Sostrom, posted in Uncategorized
Fields of Spring – 20”x16”, acrylic

This painting was sold through RiverSea Gallery in Astoria, Oregon. I often don’t know about sales until a check shows up in my mailbox. It is always a pleasant surprise to receive a check rather than the usual “endless parade” of bills.

Sometimes

by Brian Sostrom, posted in writing

Sometimes (maybe always)

People ask about the brush I used in a particular Instagram Story. Folks get excited, then it seems incredibly important to me. Where is that brush have I lost it or did I accidentally throw it out? Was that brush the reason that painting worked? Can a paint anymore without said brush? Seeming doubtful now…

A strange life driven to create. My motives are pure, I continue my work. Grumpy old man… I may well be.

Not sure where I put that brush…

School Bus Stories #1

by Brian Sostrom, posted in Uncategorized

In 4th grade the cutest little girl used to ride on our bus. I tried to sit near her as we all did, she was the sun. She laughed, entertained and generally brightened each day. One winter morning she looked into my eyes and said, “You are like a very sad old man.” My heart collapsed even as other children erupted in laughter.

Those words haunted me across the years. I have tried to be upbeat and find my own laughter. In the end the cute little prophet had it right.