Meeting the Rising Sun
Tucson collectors bring together different interests for a compatible collection of Western and Native American art.
Our collectors met a little over a year ago. She came from a family who collected art and is a collector herself. He had collected a few pieces of Western art and some Native American pieces and lived in a large home in the Catalina Foothills of Tucson, Arizona, with “kind of bare walls,” she recalls. They are now engaged, have been collecting together, and soon her collection will be merged with his.
Her late father was chief geologist for a major oil company and eventually started a family gas and oil business. He began collecting early in his career and recalled purchasing a piece by Blackbear Bosin (Commanche/kiowa).
“Over the years, I admired Blackbear Bosin’s work, and after an exchange of letters, I drove to his home in Wichita, bought lunch for Mr. and Mrs. Bosin, reviewed what they had as inventory, and selected a painting to go over the fireplace of my new home. I don’t recall whether I paid $400 or $600; I do remember needing to pay with checks from two different accounts, as I hadn’t money enough in either account.” The painting now hangs in the couple’s home along with a painting by Robert Chee (Navajo) that her father purchased at an auction at the Philbrook Museum where he tried to buy a painting every year.
She has already brought one important piece into the collection. Before she met her fiancé she fell in love in a different way with a painting. “It was Lawrence Lee’s Black Hand Shaman. I had some stock that wasn’t doing well and thought I should sell it. I walked out of the gallery and called my financial adviser to ask him what he thought it would bring. I walked right back into the gallery and asked the price
of the Lee. It was within $100 of my advisor’s estimate for the stock sale.
“I got to know Lee and asked him about the painting. He told me he thought it would never sell, that it was unloveable and no one would like it. This shaman isn’t sinister. I thought he was someone who would take care of me. He now hangs facing east toward the rising sun and we think of him as our protector.”
Despite the “kind of bare walls” her fiancé had been visiting galleries and thinking seriously about the art that moved him, especially the artists at Mark and Kathleen Sublette’s Medicine Man Gallery in Tucson. He had picked up a few pieces over the years including an important Acoma pot by Eva Histia, “that I bought on one of my ski trips to Colorado.
“I always had the intention of putting together a collection,” he admits, “but I wasn’t going to pull the trigger until I was ready. One
day I saw some paintings there that I really loved. The individuals in the paintings spoke to me. I walked out with three paintings by John Moyers, Billy Schenck and Dennis Ziemienski. That got the process rolling.”
She recalls that she went away to spend a week with her sister in Texas. “I knew he was going to Mark and Kathleen’s gallery and thought he might buy two paintings.” He said to himself, “I’m just going to do this. It had taken awhile to convince myself to put down a significant amount of resources to acquire this art. I had been thinking about Western art. I like it as a genre. And there were many pieces at the gallery that I liked.”
Soon a van arrived at the house with 20 paintings and 15 sculptures, Mark Sublette and his installer. Kathleen Sublette recalled that when the collector came into the gallery he said “I want color!” The Sublettes had attended a party at the house when it was somewhat bare and had a good idea of what would work in the spaces as well as hold together as a cohesive collection.
The works range from 19th-century Native American ledger drawings to paintings by the most prominent contemporary painters of the American West. They needed to fill a difficult horizontal space in the living room and felt that two or three small paintings never looked right. They commissioned Billy Schenck to create one long painting. Although the couple move things around from time to time, the 98-inch-wide painting, Grand Bonita Canyon, stays where it is.
When the couple visit galleries if one of them likes a piece, inevitably the other likes it too. “We may have some give and take,” she says. “But if we don’t agree on a piece, we don’t buy it.”
“Although I went to the gallery to pick out the paintings, Mark brought over the weavings as samples,” he says. “I chose the pieces I liked and Mark put them on the wall. He did most of the installations.”
Although he selected a large portion of the collection at one time, the move came after a long period of looking and admiring and thinking. “I think for me it’s 100% emotional,” he says. “John Moyers’ On Edge used to hang in the kitchen above a counter and I couldn’t get close to it. Now it’s in the living room where I can really look at it. His emotion is displayed so distinctly. I often wonder how you can do that in oil on canvas. I have next to zero art talent in terms of creating it. I got C’s in art which is like an F in any other class. But I have a good eye for collecting.”
Her interest in collecting comes from her childhood always seeing art on the walls. “I found when I walked by a painting anywhere if it hit me in the heart I knew I had to pay attention. That’s how Black Hand Shaman first affected me.”
He adds, “I’m something of an opera buff. When I go to a performance, some of the music and the staging comes right into me. If a work of art doesn’t hit me dead center or I don’t connect, I forget about it.”