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Joe Rimini

Rimini is "a well-known seascape and landscape artist from Rockport, Mass...", and THE only Artist of any importance to me and my family. Little else is known of him by me except the sudden research I did today out of sudden curiousity. Why is he of any importance to us at all? History... my Granny Lammers picked up these two works on a trip she and my Grandpa made a while ago to Cape Cod.

In fact the only significance I was taught to treat these works by Dad was with little relevant artistic significance other than the value that these works existed in the hands of his parents. Which plenty, but there is more.

At a 2003, North Shore Arts Association Workshop, Artist B.L. Schlemm, qouted some instruction she learnt from Rimini,
"The painting is tied together by being aware of what is next to what - color reflects and bounces in to whatever is next to it. Joe Rimini told me to put a touch of yellow into gray to bring it alive. A touch of lemon yellow wakes gray up."
Among Emile Gruppé, Ken Gore, Artist Bruce Turner lists Rimini among his freinds whom he often relates stories about.

A collector paid $143.75 for a 20 inches x 24 inches winter landscape in oil on canvas by Joe Rimini. It was one of half a dozen Rimini paintings in the sale. The local man bought four in all, adding them to the 386 he said he already had at home by the same artist.

Here's another work I found referred to as by Rimini called "Untitled Townscape, it sold at auction on February 20 this year for $541.50, and refers to Rimini as a Teacher by profession.

Despite that though, Rimini is a name that has closeted more significance to me than that. Particularly because he is the only artist I was literally raised closely with. Thus I marveled out them out of this respect. Which in all symbolic and sentimental relevance carries enormous value. Also, these works have not only commanded that respect alone but they are also very beautiful. And in the frame of my father's conscience my grandmother respected them enough to display them in the presence of her own home at her own will of encouragment. From the moment she purchased them for a far less than the value they are today, to the day she left the great home her husband built with his hands, lived together and he died in. Now they hang in my Television room somewhat shamefully despite their historical value in favor of less taste. They deserve greater honor in better places hung.


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