A carpenter friend once said, “Let my work speak for me.”
Never were these words more perfectly applied than in the life and work of artists Patty and David Cargill.
She paints. He sculpts. At their home in Beaumont, art abounds.
Texture greets you at the gate.
Peers through the trees.
Plays, from ground up.
Art lives in their address.
In light that runs through their house…
whether in the living room they call the gallery
or in a corner I’d call Jacks (a standard poodle).
David’s not big on giving names to things. In fact, at the Dishman Art Museum where both of their work is on exhibit through Aug. 10, the label of each piece reads either “Hers” of “His.”
Their work is presented exactly as they had hoped. “One voice,” David said.
Reluctantly, I have attached some words.