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Piper's work traveled a strange journey down Interstate 80 for this, her first galleryshow.
It began with separate checks.
In 1999 lincoln Public Schools counselor Kate Haskins brought a group of friends to an Italian. restau rant at 69th and Pacific Streets in Omaha They were served by Piper, a waif in a billowing black apron and white shirt, who left the table in midsentence and came unglued at the mention of divvying up the bill for the diners.
"I'm not a mathematician," she informed them. "I'm an artist"
That declaration brought Has kins and others in her party back a few weeks later to Piper's third-floor
top hat from
under her bed,
efficiency apartment - the paintings she pulled
amazed at like rabbits
They noticed too the stark juxta position between the detailed draw ings and paintings and the sticky notes on the door: Turn Off Oven. Flush Toilet Drink 8 Cups of Water EveryDay.
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The artist told them she'd never had much success marketing her work, managing mostly to barter art for haircuts, shoes, clothes.
But they were impressed enough to buy several of Piper's
whimsical watercolors layered photographs
and multi and fiiend
ships formed. They searched for way to present Piper's work to
"I married my art, I did .. . I want my art to be like a happy, joy ful person . .. I'm kind of a savant . .. I'm the sweetest thing you ever met"
She'd like to have a showing in
New York. Not for the money
that would be nice, she admits
ago Haskins showed Cotter Sparks some of Piper's art
and not for the glory that would be nice, too -
although but be
paintings are her, they
The paintings in the Serendipity show reflect her passion, her hu mor, her obsessive attention to de tail.
. One piece, "Thinking About Vis iting the Ferrets at the ZIJo," shows a group of tough-faced men con templating a trip to see the animals
with a friendly
painted above them.
ferret family The acrylic is
of a series
of "Thinking About "Thinking About
"I feel like I see the truth," she says. "I really believe I'm meant to do this."
She smiles then. A small nervous smile. Hopeful.
"The ideas come shooting in my brain and they drive me nuts," she explains. "They chase me around
until I put them on canvas - do."
Going to Boston" Goins to Church."
"I m very funny," says Piper, as easily as ifshe were stating her shoe size. "I really am funny."
She goes on this way, telling it like she sees it, talking about singing to the pigeons while she jogs, the way her art has been her salvation during dark days, her voice skipping along likea first-grader at recess
You believe her. You believe ab solutely everything she says.
So do those who know her best.
"There's only one Lynn and she's real," declares her proud older brother, Tom.
And believe me
so is her art
Reach Cindy Lange-Kubickat473-7218 or firstname.lastname@example.org.