(the basket of dreams)

oil on linen 36×34 inches, 2012

Private collection

The character in this painting was created as a rather poetic response to the itinerant street sellers of Paris who jingle their miniature Eiffel Towers in front of the Louvre and hover above blankets of knock-off handbags in the Tuileries. When the weather turns, they appear everywhere, carrying sacks of umbrellas or gloves or water; hawking creature comforts to the wet, the cold or the parched.

This little urchin offers visual delights to comfort the soul: flowers in celebration of the first snowfall of winter. Ted placed her in a setting that is especially meaningful to him—the exact spot where he painted his first landscapes en plein air.

It was on our first trip to Paris together in 1980, the year that marks the beginning of the end of Ted’s life as an illustrator. After nearly 40 years of satisfying the visual needs of others, Ted wanted to more fully develop his own vision. So we headed off to live and work in Europe in order to avoid being tempted by the next interesting assignment.

On our first day in Paris we went to the local art store and acquired everything needed to begin painting. As we started to set up a workspace in our apartment, Ted realized he needed to begin at the beginning: leave behind the quiet and controlled environment of a studio and subject himself to the distractions and uncertainties of the outside world.

As a further challenge, he wanted to paint a landscape, particularly one that had been painted a thousand times before. A scene that would force him to look for the extraordinary in the banal. He settled on a spot on the Left Bank, directly across the Seine from Notre Dame and began the first of four views along the river. It was an enlightening experience that affirmed his conviction that he had more to say as a figurative artist.

Though Ted has long since retreated to the solitude of his studio, he returned to that special place to do a series of landscape drawings as inspiration for this painting.

(We can’t resist adding…much water has flowed under the bridge.)

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