Author Archives: Rita
In addition to the Chance Encounters Exhibit, and the fabulous Video by Andoni Canela, there is a sampling of paintings at reduced prices for the holidays. Click here to see a few potential gifts for someone you love.
Exhibit Opens November 30th! ANNOUNCING: CHANCE ENCOUNTERS with ANDONI CANELA & RITA ROBERTS Firedworks Gallery is pleased to present Chance Encounters, an exhibit with the artwork of Rita Roberts and photographs of Andoni Canela. Some of the paintings and photographs can be seen at: www.ritaroberts.com/chance-encounters Opening Reception and for the artists: Friday, November 30th, 7 [...]
Accidental adventures and chance encounters often create the best results…
2012 has been filled with figures, portraits and writing.
Check out the newest paintings on the Portraits page.
“Moonrise Over the San Luis Valley” in San Antonio, Texas Salon International 2012 Salon International 2012 is the eleventh annual juried exhibition sponsored by the International Museum of Contemporary Masters and hosted by Greenhouse Gallery of Fine Art. It will feature 434 original oil paintings selected from artist entries [...]
This original oil painting will be up for bid at the auction in April. (see larger image here) Fox Theatre in McCook, Nebraska Saturday April 14th Auction starts at 7:30 p.m. Artwork on display at local banks during the month of March. For more info contact email@example.com or call 308-340-7955. “Side Door” 10 x [...]
“Saunter a Snowy Path” was selected by O&V Printing in Alamosa, Colorado for their 2012 Calendar. Contact them to receive your poster for the new year. Giclee prints of the painting without the calendar are available here.
The thermometer outside reads nine degrees — not a morning I would normally emerge from beneath my goose-down comforter before dawn. “Thank god it’s almost April,” I exhale and begin the dance of pulling chilled silk over my bare skin. Another layer of mohair, then thicker wool, and sturdy denim.
A Poem by Rita Roberts with Windblown as image.
slamming screen door kicked off soiled shoes freckles turned to buckshot from her double-barreled cross baby, upon boy, over unsuspecting man planting damage, within defect, after birth lungs and pockets emptied by churchly angels sins of the flesh hacked to pieces waxy tears drip on five cakes a year, now six lit up on the [...]